Leaving Sorrow

Holding my breath
At the bottom of the sea
Where I keep my secrets
In a treasure chest.
I have drowned Sorrow
In an ocean of regret,
Tied her firm
To that treasure chest.
I break the surface
And take a new breath,
Leaving Sorrow
Far below.

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Don't Change

For Isabel on her graduation

Don’t change one tiny little thing.
Remain exactly as you are;
Confident and bright,
Ready to take wing.

Don’t grow an inch or change your hair.
Remain exactly as you are;
Beautiful and kind
A rare and precious find.

Don’t change your ways or go too far.
Remain exactly as you are;
Faithfilled and true
For there’s only one of you.

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Abuela's Hair

(for my 'abuela' Maria Luisa)

Abuela* refuses to cut her hair,
Every year she makes a new promise
To Saint Lazarus, and now
It must stay

Way past her waist
It dangles
Her tight bun
Unraveled
Like the gossamer strands
Of tarnished silver
Spiders leave behind

She never wears
It loose
For fear of looking
Like a foolish 'vieja”*

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A Rondel For Olivia

She smiles at the mirror, eyes blue as the sky
Dreaming of Paris and faraway places
Of people she’ll meet, their stories, their faces
Wishing that time would quickly go by

She’s ready to soar, she’s ready to fly
Packed all her hopes in matching suitcases
She smiles at the mirror, eyes blue as the sky
Dreaming of Paris and faraway places

She wants to go far, she wants to fly high
Trying to catch those dreams that she chases
No time to tie her childhood shoelaces
Dancing, spinning, she turns with a sigh
She smiles at the mirror, eyes blue as the sky

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Awaiting Lover

I close my eyes 
And see him looming 
Black and endless
Staring, staring in the night 
His bony fingers
Softly scarring my face
tracing lines

Like a lover
Teased too long
He grows impatient
Tugging, tugging at my hair
Transforming raven tresses
Into lifeless white
A Coming  winter

I feel his breath
Upon my cheek
His hungry kisses
Pecking, pecking at my lips

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