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for love not war
his voice smooth as smoke | wafts its way around souls | engulfs her in flames
born an island girl | she needs alone time | and sunrise that smiles hello
if today she doesn't wake | she gives thanks for all | the loves of this life
sometimes dancing is a spell | or ceremony | to heal what ails you
in love with words | I am the mothers' daughter | hers only on loan
tight like teeth | only shares the necessary | smile for the truth
no power back when | they tried to take all her grace | she learned to cherish
turnkey lockdown | heart that can only open | to the owner of the key |
so it be | now and forever
you the greatest gift | a son to love always | proud as all mothers
they suggest beauty | as a way to combat stress | butterflies flowers |
all of it part of life | in the shadows and in grace
we put our hands up | now surrender could mean death | we are sacrificed
collateral damage | people no longer trust | in their government
weary of the war | before more horrors manifest | here at home
divorce is a death | this special person you've loved | is no longer there
don't apologize | you can't help who you love | love is a great thing
the best of life | is in the growing of it | you don't grow you go
moonbathes under satellite | super-sized shine | wishes on a star
beautiful to know | your love’s unconditional | that you're still here
let love break through | all those walls built in fear | its light will shine true
after shock | possibly fatal mishap | a near miss in slow motion
every name precious | lights blown out before their time | all of our children
seemingly sane | she goes on with life | tries not to weep at the rain |
not to hear slain voices |spirits amid the rubble
silence is complicity | next they come for you | who will speak then
forbidden love | timeless deep affection | enchanted entanglement
in her sleep she hears | bombs falling and she can't wake | people are trapped
you say I'm breaking | your heart it's not mine | while I continue to bend
blue spirit horses | brought a foretelling of peace | galloped through their dreams
it is our first drum | mother's heart that resonates | its beat into cells
love at first sight | seen through rose colored glasses | the blooms never leaves
she builds rooms with books | piled high are hopes and dreams | to be realized
hexagram heaven | what do the signs say today | listen to the wind
particles of change | miraculously give voice | to those with no tongue
poems copyright © 2014 Odilia Galván Rodríguez.
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