Happy Poetry Month! Napowrimo-Day 28
poesía: reina
escribí este poema en abril del 2023.
mi empoderamiento no fue un proceso fácil-
tuve que deshacerme de la noción
que alguien me complementaria, me salvaría
tuve que enfrentar mis fuertes miedos e inseguridades
y tuve que llenarme con un gran amor a mi misma
que siempre reservaba para otras personas
y aunque a veces me quería rendir-nunca pare
seguí adelante con un fuego dentro de mi
que se rehusaba a apagarse
me prendia la luz del camino cuando la oscuridad
de mi depresión quería ganar
y después de dos años ahora por fin
Reconozco la reina que siempre fui
la que recién le doy una oportunidad de respirar, vivir
y triunfar
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poesía: pino
escribí este poema en abril del 2023.
abrazo el árbol de pino para absorber su energía
y para darle mis angustias y tristeza
y rezo por todos que dejaron mi vida
porque sin esas lecciones
no sería la maravilla que soy hoy dia
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poetry: reminder
I wrote this poem in April of 2022.
Dear future heartbroken me,
Sometimes it won’t be you or even him
Sometimes things don’t work out
It’s nothing to be obsessed about
Sometimes love isn’t enough
It doesn’t mean you’re not enough
Sometimes things end abruptly
and it’s not the end of your story
and sometimes you learn from it
And most of the time
it will serve to change your narrative
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poetry: unnerving
I wrote this poem in april of 2023.
I put my insecurities and fears on display for the world to see
it’s a most arduous task-it’s not for the weak
at first I thought it was crazy
it was me trying to get attention
it was me seeking validation
and while it may have been these things
it was also brave, courageous
to be so radically honest
about what unnerves me
It’s how I’ve been able to heal
and claim my identity
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poetry: roses
I wrote this poem in April of 2022.
Thorny long stemmed burgundy red roses remind me of how I’m loved
The beauty of the roses is how men admire me and fall for me
the burgundy red reminds me of how my heart bleeds after they leave me
and the sharp thorns stab my lungs as rejection and devastation sets in
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poetry: message
I wrote this poem in april of 2023.
a red bird appeared to me in a dream
it carried the spirit of an ancestor I had never known
he told me to not get too comfortable in my current life
while it’s been a good life and I keep thriving
and making my dreams come true
I have even more room for improvement
my purpose is bigger than I’ve ever dreamed of
and through my storytelling
I will not just heal myself but help others
find their own path in their hero’s journey
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poetry: list poem for my future love story
I wrote this poem in April of 2022.
1)don’t try to change me
2)don’t try to save me
3)don’t put me up on an altar
4)don’t try to dim my light
5)don’t tell me you love me unless you mean it
6)don’t get mad when I make you into my muse
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poetry: so embarrassing
aqui esta la version en Espanol:
poesía: inesperado
thought I was done with this part of my life
accepted solitude was now my new life
but you had to smile at me
butterflies appear and I want to vomit
my heart races everytime you’re near
And ugh, I fucking hate you for this
so embarrassing at my age to crush on someone so hard
and to write poems about a new unrequited love
And I tried to ignore and quell this feeling
but you have the audacity to appear in my dreams
maybe it’s your fire energy, maybe it’s your poetry
I’m not sure exactly what it is
but fuck you for bringing out the romantic in me
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poetry: pretty existence
I wrote this poem in april of 2023.
a pretty existence is presented on social media
for the world to see
how we’re all living our best lives
seldom do we share our struggles
because we’re all too scared of being vulnerable
because we’re scared of being perceived as weak
for showing who we really are
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poesía: inesperado
escribí este poema en en 2006.
algo inesperado pasó hoy
fue tu mirada que me dejo sin aire
fue tu energía cerca a la mía que resucitó mi corazón
fue una esperanza nueva de amor que volvió
que ahora me quita el sueño y la razón
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poetry: we all fuck up
I wrote this poem in April of 2023.
we all fuck up from time to time and have to remind ourselves
we are not our worst mistakes, our terrible breakups, or our emotional relapses
to be human is to make mistakes and sometimes those mistakes will feel catastrophic
and that’s when your inner critic with the help of shame and guilt will step in
trying to make you feel like a piece of shit, worthless and useless when it comes to everything
acknowledge it, honor it if you have to but don’t get stuck in it
because this is not the entirety of you
this is just a small fraction of your being-
don’t get caught up in the worst of yourself-
remind yourself of your strength and the gifts that you bring into this world
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poetry: tide pool
I wrote this poem in April of 2023.
my friends dragged me to the tide pool
even though I don’t know how to swim
they put a life vest and tire around me
they don’t want me to miss out on the fun
it was one of the first times
I felt the splendor of a community of love
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poesía: tu reemplazo
here’s the english version of this poem:
poetry: your replacement
por mucho tiempo te odie por no ser un padre para el
pero después de tantos años veo que es mejor asi
porque tu reemplazo fue mucho mejor
le enseno a afeitarse, a manejar, y como ser un hombre
lleno de compasión e integridad
tu reemplazo todavía lo cuida
aunque el es un hombre hecho y derecho
tu reemplazo fue un buen padre
aunque el no lleva su sangre
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poetry: always
I wrote this poem in April of 2023.
Always has never been a friend of mine
because of the many lies I associate with it
I’ll always be here for you-
I’ll always love you
I’ll always be your friend
so now I never believe people who say always
Instead, I look at them with cynicism
And tell them, “that’s nice but I don’t believe you”
