mar31::: snap click

mar31::: snap click, a photo by eve rivera on Flickr.

mar30::: fold

mar30::: fold, a photo by eve rivera on Flickr.

artist: betsy j. birkey
explodedlibrary.tumblr.com

mar29::: didn't

and the day wakes
with new hopes
it rises bright and bold
with promise
of peace
and hardships
with dedication to shine
upon me
and every blooming
root
that last winter
didn't kill

mar28::: see

mar27::: dark blue nights

tonight I wish
upon stars I cannot see
in a night I spend in my bed
where I pray till I fall asleep
I wish
carefully choosing my words and taming my dreams
I pray
for attainable goals and steps of reality
and in my list
my mind
wanders off to
fly out my window
into the cool airs
in star filled cloudy
dark blue nights
and before I know it
I am dancing on the tip of the moon
reunited with birds
placing stars on my skin
and in between my curls
and in the middle of my responsible
meltdown
music comes from behind
wrapping my waist and shooting me into the sky
to swim in sound
my eyes close to know
this is not forever
this
is not
forever
and I pray like the child who wished to fly in this sky
away from the legs that ached
I pray for my realistic dreams
while I spin in my mind
in the night
and dance on the
face of the moon
I know this place
it sings my
tune

mar26::: love

mar25::: cloudmaker

my youngest son, age 5, believed that these make the clouds in the sky. He called them cloudmakers :)

mar24::: under

beautyfilled.
understood.
al
hamd
ul
illah.

mar23::: orange

orange rhythm
take me to where
you shine
with the sun
and rest
inside the moon
take me
to the deepness of beauty
and spill me into
language
that pours out
soul
orange shine
drip on me
the warmth of
here
and swallow me
whole

mar22::: not today

can I not be superwoman today
can I just sit here and not do it
am I allowed
can I gather myself
pick up my tears
carry some extra bags
turn in my work late and be tardy
and be super some other time
please
i need a day off
of trying to keep up

mar21::: away

mar20::: wash

i tell myself i am fine
as my body sleeps to recover
i tell myself i am ok
as my mind forgets its simplest tasks
i tell myself i am better knowing
as my heart wishes it knew nothing but love

to the night that rain falls on my brow
to the shower that washes away sins
with every drop
clean
me

mar19::: image

mar18::: flower fly

collage style....my first true love.

mar17::: hysterical

mar16::: yourself

mar15::: FROtinos

because sometimes life needs more hair.

mar14::: wait

and now I wait
wait for the day
to be over
to come
to be here and leave
I wait
I give every moment
it's due
it's space
in whole
time
I feel every emotion in
it's right
rite
I am not the one to cut short
what my body already knows
and so
I wait
feeling every stretch and yearn
I wait
feeling every tear that burns
I wait
remembering time is my friend
I wait
feeling every inch of my skin
every in between a second
I wait
I note
I watch
I feel
with
I feel
whole

mar13::: left

mar12::: set me

dreams of men
who broke me
confusing their names
arguing to their faces
never seeing eyes
just hands
hands that held
me
hands that let
me go
the hands that set
me
free

mar11::: two fly

mar10::: motherland

is rewriting her poems in a book,
on paper,
with a pen,
so she can trace them with her fingertips,
smell the emotion,
and carry them in her arms....
those books is where is where my words belong,
it is their motherland.

mar9::: hide

mar8::: l.garza

Love is only for the bravest warriors.
A honor held only for those with the sharpest sword and no shield to save them.
Liza Garza

mar7::: the word

and gone
is the word of my heart

mar6::: this

watered red eyes
what do I write
in this state
what do I have to give
at the end of a day like this?

mar5::: eyewear

mar4::: green

march3::: let

let me
carry you
on my words
to a place
in the air
where we breathe
to survive
let me
carry you
on my breath
to a place
in my soul
where I am kept
alive
let me
take you
to where my arms
reach for
let me
push you
to the limits
I have yet
to arrive at
let me
show you
what eyes cannot find
and I will sing
what is heard beyond
whining words
let
me

mar2::: unspeakable spoken

have you ever
read something
heard something
that instantly

you wanted to run from
and couldnt
wanted to snatch out of your ears and throw it back
something so true
so rarely said
that you wondered
how they knew your secrets

something you couldnt bare to know
but now you did

i heard my pain in someone elses mouth
it ripped open my chest and exposed me
i cried with someones elses poem
with words no one should have to say
but said
directly to the generations of
me
her
them
he

pain unspeakable
spoken clearly

mar1::: ya Allah...