24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I unlock my thoughts,
These black and white letters,
In this daily newspaper,
That travels more to my mind,
I experience a lurch in my stomach,
As I board the train to my office,
Every man around me,
Reminds me of some crime,
I rub my fist in hesitation,
Hiding myself behind my fear
I look up in the mirror,
I ask myself, ‘who created this fear’,
Laughing at my naivety the mirror answers,
‘You yourself created this fear’.
The key to understanding
Is knowledge of the buttons.
Well, not exactly buttons.
Touch the screen.
Send a message.
Words typed with feeling,
(Mis)Read with suspicion.
It’s how we stay connected.
Oh no!
Don’t call.
like a whisper chases its shadow,
around a domed gallery made of stone
we leap-frog from liaison to liaison, yet
in the end, as at the start – are left alone
The balls lay around
Like scattered leaves
Ideas on the crumpled page
Head between knees
Jumble of words
Bouncing around in brain
Broken pen makes page bleed
Heart makes hope refrain
Closed eyes and dripping tears
Drop and smudge the lines
On troubled soul
Disappoitment dines
Only fourg hour and this poem tells my story. -_-#
What makes a true American…American?
The need to sit and do nothing
Sit and chill
Netflix and chill
But, why?
Why is it okay to do nothing
When you stand for nothing, you fall for anything
We fall for anything
We let the media feed us lies as we sit on the couch in our comfy houses
We ignore the poor man standing
We ignore the refugees standing
Looking for a place to sit
Sit
And
Chill
Like a true American
One moonless starry night
When millions of sparkling diamonds
Lay strewn across a black velvet sky
I walked in a grove of whispering Oaks
When suddenly I saw a wounded Star:
I picked you up and dusted you off
And nurtured you back to health with love
Until you were whole again…
When the time came, I placed you in Orion
To shine with all the other Stars;
You are my OWN little Star…
Still shining, I see you – my Riska.
Antoinette LeRoux © 2016
My Riska – 1990 – 1998 – Lost to cancer
I don’t always take things personally, but when I do, I take a moment to face the why
Awareness is key you see and everything begins inside
Take notice, and take heed with love, with grace
One just might find they like the freedom in that space
A humanity seeking new means and new ways
Adhering to the cause and the objective
Science and Engineering takes its course
How industry goes full swing
As industry flourish and realize
Making humanity much easier and up to date
Making things easy like computers and household items
As well as industry using robotics and innovative ways
Surely Technology takes its course
Fully realizing and making our lives easier
1:07 am PST 14/08/2016
© ROY MARK AZANZA CORRALES
Once I was a lonely girl
By myself in the dark and crazy world
No friends, always judged by others
I spent my days with just the thoughts in my head
Over time, my sanity suffered and more people criticized
Phrases like “she’s sick” or “she’s crazy” or she’s depressed bellowed
I had convinced myself I’d be all alone forever
Then you came
You saw through the pain in my heart
You eased the hurt; you healed me
One special memory at a time
Thank you for loving me
walking alone to the bar
you thought I wouldn’t know
you thought almost most things
could slip past by me
but I had your heart
i knew it before you’d make sense
of its unrest
you’d send a video
you’d send an audio sample
you’d send a selfie
you’d send a text
you’d wonder why I thought
your fone was more of my lover
than it ever was ur friend