Here are some of my favorite poems written by friends and
family:
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there will always be days like this
filled with a hopeless wish
lips that long to kiss with care
lips
fragile like petals
fragile like fresh flowers in mid bloom
full like the moon
that sits
in the midnight sky
keeping the company of space
there will always be words
like this
filled with cries
moments filled with lies
caught up in singular conversation
about brown eyed Haitians
that don`t hear
the fear
caused by the sensation of the last free fall
remembering the earth`s texture
against exposed flesh
remembering the time
remembering the rhyme filled with odes
to beautiful spirits
and silhouettes
in front of the flame that flickers
now dancing a solo
across the hall
across the bedroom wall
the shadow man performs a parade
the soft shoe
against the hard floor
even harder on the soul
moments harder to hold
than air
that escapes hands
when they open arms
and hearts that sing
whispers float on wings
there will always be days
filled dreams made from
winds that touch faces
with smiles
for me
and me alone
in Silence
11/17/98
---Silence
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THE NAKED NIGHT
Bare emotions, troubled souls
Conflicts of vision, confused interpretations
What will happen to years
if not marked by decay?
What will happen to emotions
if not acknowledged by touching?
What will happen to understanding
with absence of compromise?
The night brings us attractive corners,
prying eyes, wet streets, humid air,
furtive acts, absence of proportion.
Shapeless objects projecting friendly images
violent words , story of past and future lovers.
The night imposes its will upon you.
What angelic or devilish act will mark the time?
It injects you with the flow of its serenity
and the heighten intensity of the feeling,
skin deep, forces you to open your body
and surrender your emotions
forces you to be human one more time.
10/30/2001
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