Power of Duende

Written 1/10/12

At a concert you listen to a singer.

She sways as the words flow from her body,

You sit in your chair wondering where her

Passion comes from, what is this thing

That makes you feel the words she is singing.

At a museum you walk through the halls and

Stop at a painting,

This one really caught your eye, there is great

Detail and feeling in this paining, this gives you an

Idea of what the painter was trying to paint, what he felt.

At a reading, a poet reads his poem aloud,

The metaphors roll through your head and paint

A picture, they give you a feeling, you wonder how this

Poet could write something that could make you

Feel so deeply, by his words.

Could it be a muse? An Angel?
It must be Duende,

For there is no greater power.

Christmas Untitled

Written 1/9/2012

The fake needles scratch

the skin as you put the tree up.

The glitter ornaments shimmer

as you turn on the colored lights

for the first time this december.

Ornaments of different shapes and

sizes drape from the branches.

Presents start to stack under the

tree, different types of wrapping,

tags with many different names.

There's excitement and laughter as

you watch family open their gifts.

Ham with mashed potatoes, corn

and pumpkin pie fill the dinner

table, family talks while you eat,

When over and more time has

passed it's time to put t he past behind.

You pack up the ornaments, the

tinsel, the lights, and as the needles

scratch the skin one more time there

is a feeling of sadness.

For christmas time is gone,

But it will will come again next year.

All I Want To Do

11/2010

All I Want To Do

Is be done with papers

and tests and take a

break from school,

Is be closer to being done

paying student loans back

Instead of not started,

Is be the kind of person

who once starts something

finishes it shortly after.

All I want to do is

love, and be loved,

and keep loving and

being loved =)

Surprise

11/2010

Rain drops fall on my

head and my hair gets

damp with the smell

of rain around me.

I cover my head with

a newspaper but eventually

even that starts to soften

and more rain falls upon me.

It's not that I don't like

the rain, it's that it

surprises me with it's

awful timing of coming.

If the rain could maybe

give me a warning every

once and a while, maybe

I could have my umbrella.

Lonely

11/2010

Alone in my room I

feel joy.

Alone except for the

feeling of lonliness.

I'm sure you know

what it's like.

Being alone. You've

been alone.

When I've left you and

forgotten your pages.

I apologize for leaving you,

I know what it's like,

To be alone, as you have.

Driving

11/2010

White and small,

Cold and Wet,

falling and stopping.

I like to watch you from inside,

But leave me be,

I'm driving.

I'm not always safe when you're around.

I'm scared of what will happen.

Happiness

11/2010

Hello happiness, I've left you so far behind.

My mind is filled with need and wants and

I can't focus anymore.

Why does this world have to be money oriented.

Nothing can be done without it,

People are living on the streets because

They don't have it.

Why can't we pay with kindness and emotions?