for re-unions of hope
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at a loss for words | my tongue was cut out | I dream in my mothers' tongues
coyote dreams | sirens in crescent moonlight | prairie’s promises
upside down science | creates destruction | instead of saving life
sea of sunflowers | seeing with the Mothers' heart | a thousand suns
portrait of a heart | on fire from a full life | of eternal love
laguna verde-azul | pequeño océano | color de cielo puro |
para los que sueñan mar | los que aman madre agua
dried copper colored | cornfields in the turning sun | Fall has arrived
first time sailboat | sea legs wobbly but hold on | majestic Lake Michigan
memories illusive | as butterflies' wings | on a cloudy morning
here full-throated trains | shake sleepy neighborhoods awake | stop their dreaming
colibri | medicine for what ails you | can heal a broken heart
before the fall | came start and stumble | came where do I go from here
his breath next to hers | breathing both into dreams | of years that didn't exist |
that never did and will not | only in another dream
a last stand of trees | knowing all too well the end | is nearer than thought |
before people didn't think | there'd ever be an end
conqueror’s children | will be awoken from sleep | and returned home |
it's just a matter of time | before their kind's obsolete
in the place she grew | to know borders exist | even invisible
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ The big drought of 2014 ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊
despite drip drip drip ┊ the crops know to go to seed ┊ there's a frightening drought ┊
and irrigation's not rain ┊ plant's roots touch earth's source ┊┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊┊┊ ┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊┊┊ SHE telegraphs - no rain ┊ on the dry horizon ┊ better to prepare ┊ for more water scarcity ┊ frogs must sing storms back our way ┊┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊┊┊ ┊┊ ┊┊┊┊┊┊┊
a canto to the night | smoky mirror shows little | light in shadows
understands silences | soul mates not what they seem | they shapeshift in dreams
in the land of the free| people should be | allowed to be
they collect hearts | like beads on necklace | then all beat as one
they give thanks for life | in words as invocations | heart-spirit made flesh
wanting to honor | present generations | ancestors returned |
she asks please don't take spirit | with machines that shoot like guns
colibri | medicine for what ails you | can heal a broken
does her whisper in your ear | embrace all of you | charm your voice away
earthquake shifts her plates | autumn moon takes to shape shift | Napa expects more | daily they pray to the clouds | singing sacred water songs
corn moon comes to end | summer daylight starts to wane | another season
sowing redearth new | sun seeds fall from hungry mouths | say adieu summer
summer shouts I'm still here | hot as jalapeños | no time to fall yet |
with teeth bitter as winter | the greedy tear at her body
mean you love her | with something other than your voice | say it in your walk |
live it as if it matters | love is not convenience
home's a returning | swallows sing in foreign tongues | its meaning not lost |
there is a time for standing | still as a tree in winter
stopped in her tracks | her heart welling up like then | waxing nostalgic
he a slippery fish | one she could never quite hook | keeps on swimming'
copyright © 2014 Odilia Galván Rodríguez. All Rights Reserved.
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