raíces.
Originally posted on amy lopez:
Give me the roots of my mother’s land.I’m cutting myself off from any war ridden memoriesconnected to my ancestors’ trash. Don’t make me feel ashamed. I don’t want…
I will put a spell on you… 1- Baby sweet, baby so damn wild. Where are you escaping to tonight? You told me you loved me as you walked out the door. I… Continue reading
Bitter branches… Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply.They will sit on old porches and remember skeletons and blunders.The have learned profound knowledge and the texture of the… Continue reading
I called your name… Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading
Old soldier thoughts… What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness.Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and lived? Or… Continue reading
Fable love…. I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading