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Hoping

Hoping  Hoping!  Dreaming.  Waiting! On what?  I still don't know, or don't remember.  However, I am still waiting.  Inside of me I feel burning, burning in an unseen fire;  A cold as snow fire,  but fire the very least.  Dreaming and hoping  that someday I could open my eyes, and then understand why  when I look up at the moon I think of you,  I still cry for you...   And I think about the lonely stars,  so alone,  alone with God, the angels, so very far,  in that huge, but ever present sky,  and I suddenly feel sad and weep.   I just cry, cry, and cry, cry, cry, cry, still not knowing why. But I'm hoping that one day I can finally find out...

Agarrandome a la Tierra

Agarrándamome a la tierra de ésta fosa helada Donde está sepúlcro mi cuerpo, que ahora lo es todo y lo es nada, que no tiene alma, que no tiene aliento. Donde la noche todo lo envuelve con su manto negro y donde todo lo encierra; Donde no puede nada entrar, ni siquiera el viento, aquí, seís piés bajo tierra... Agarrándome a la tierra yo puedo puedo sentír tu lamento, y sus lágrimas y sus palábras de arrepentimiento... Y no valorar el amor que yo siempre les otorgaba. Agarrándome a la tierra de ésta fosa helada, donde no existe el tiempo, donde el tiempo es todo y es nada. Aquí, seís piés bajo tierra, en ésta fosa helada.   

It's Not You...

Have you ever heard these words?  " Honey, it's not you. It's me!" "I don't deserve you." "You are just too good for me!" Lies. Lies. And more lies.  But the coin has flipped.  And honey, it's not you. It's me! See, who can't stay in a relationship like this? I'm the one who's broken and shattered. Who's afraid to ever trust in anyone. Who cannot love ever again! It's not you, is just me, who can't see the light through these darkened walls inside this dark cave where your obsessive love has buried me in, alive.  Alive, but almost dead inside, inside this hell, we call "our lives"! So don't hold be back.  Don't stop me know.  Just let me go. Please let me fly and don't block my path. 'Cause you'll never know how angry I am. And I too know how to "fly a pan", or maybe a glass... But it's not you, dear. Is me. It's all my fault... I just can't love,

Sturgeon Moon

LIKE A FISH UNDER A STURGEON MOON Today I'm rolling down on these old known roads; creating paths and trails without bumps or stones, here I go.   Forget about leaving traces... I will go places.  Need no one to find me, or follow behind… I go up now climbing ladders I said I would climb. Watch me out hurling my fishnet casting it far, catching the biggest shark under a brimming sky, with one large moon and followed by thousands stars… Under this full moon I also go fishing for peace, forgiveness, and forgetfulness, and for prayers long forgotten bellow green palm trees drenched in rum-coconut water, resting, day-dreaming and napping.  Here in Caribbean gardens.  I'm picking apples  and cinnamon sticks, I'm harvesting grapefruits, and fruits and grapes, bananas and grapefruits, camellia flowers for my tea, avocado for my toasts and even chickweed, and mint leaves, and more, for my magical elixirs. Skyclad I go barefoot to the rockiest beach fishing, gathering s

My Sunday Poem; I'm Happy

I'm Happy! I'm happy Because I exist. Because I never stopped being me, and because of God’s love for me... Sometime I feel that He has given me the hardest tests in life. But I’ve managed to overcome them all.  I’ve succeeded,  And nothing made me lose the faith I have... I’m happy  Because I know that worse things are to come, Yet, if I have the faith and keep my inner strength  To always go on, To always go forward  And know how to get up as a true winner,  like the Phoenix bird that stood up from its ashes, Nothing will ever pin me down and break my soul... "Ashes, ashes we fall down”, says an old song, But I will always get back up!  Today and always, once and many times more! That gives me hope, that gives me joy!  My faith, my strength, and your love! I’m happy now... I'm simply happy because I believe in God. I'm happy because I exist,  And most of all because you too exist, in this vast wide world...
 What women want from their man? Women not only wants to cuddle and watch a movie. We want attention, trust, love, communication, and details, like to go out with you and your friends, and simply have fun together, have fun again like when you both first met. Women like to go to the movies and maybe have a romantic dinner afterwards with that special someone, the man she loves. Guys don't tell Her, "I'm taking you out to dinner tonight, get pretty." Then when she is all dolled up for you and your special day, you get cheap and take you to a Dennis, or a Mc Donald's. That's not a place for a couple's date unless you are broke or a teenage couple going out on your first dates. But a buffet it's ok. It qualifies as a decent dinner date setting. Women want for men to spend time with us, girls, to talk to us and listen what we have to say, about work, about life, & about nothing in particular...And to COMMUNICATE too!. That's important i

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 “BELIEVING IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT “ SHORT NOVEL BY EVELYN