Poetry & Poets

    Weeping Willow


    Verse 1


        When I was new

        You learned to achieve

        Grabbing me away

        Before we could leave

        Then you’d take my arm

        Roll up my sleeve

        And affectionately bite it

        Without using your teeth

        Your daughter’s first daughter

    You saw her in me

        You saw that girl in me


    Chorus


    And the weeping willow weeps

    For the time that’s taken wing

    Like an eagle taking flight

    And a lark about to sing

    We only have our memories

    Treasured in our hearts

    Keep them with you always

    Never will we part


    Wrap me in your memories

    Your boughs will keep me dry

    I’ve learned and seen and known so much

    Since you taught me how to fly


    Verse 2


        At three I was a small shadow

        To follow you wherever you’d go

        I clasped my hands behind my back

        When you turned around

        It made you laugh

        Then we’d go inside

        And you would stir

        Pesto sauce with your girl

        Your great big little girl


    Chorus


    And the weeping willow weeps

    For the time that’s taken wing

    Like an eagle taking flight

    And a lark about to sing

    We only have our memories

    Treasured in our hearts

    Keep them with you always

    Never will we part


    Wrap me in your memories

    Your boughs will keep me dry

    I’ve learned and seen and known so much

    Since you taught me how to fly


    Verse 3


        Then the red convertible came

        We drove with the top up in the rain

        But when there was sun

        We’d put it down

        And drive that Audi all over town

        Then we’d come home and make pesto again

        I couldn’t have been more than ten

        Not much more than ten.


    Chorus


    And the weeping willow weeps

    For the time that’s taken wing

    Like an eagle taking flight

    And a lark about to sing

    We only have our memories

    Treasured in our hearts

    Keep them with you always

    Never will we part


    Wrap me in your memories

    Your boughs will keep me dry

    I’ve learned and seen and known so much

    Since you taught me how to fly


    --Musical Intermission--


    Verse 4


        Then you went to California

        And never returned

        On March 19, 2013

    You departed from this world

        To meet the God in Heaven

        Whose kingdom lies above

        He wrapped you in his arms

    Embracing you with love

        This startling event changed everything in me

        My weeping willow tree

        You’re my weeping willow tree

    Chorus


    And the weeping willow weeps

    For the time that’s taken wing

    Like an eagle taking flight

    And a lark about to sing

    We only have our memories

    Treasured in our hearts

    Keep them with you always

    Never will we part


    Wrap me in your memories

    Your boughs will keep me dry

    I’ve learned and seen and known so much

    Since you taught me how to fly


        You taught me how to fly.



    By: Moreira Salsman





    In tribute to Juan G. Collas, the best grandfather anyone could ever ask for.
     
     
                                                                       Published on 3/13/14
     
     
     
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    Hero

    By: Moreira Salsman


    You stand there

    Hand raised in salute

    Ready to fight for your country,

    Your freedom,

    Your family,

    Your life.


    They called you here to fight

    But you came here

    To save people you don’t know.

    To be a hero

    To be acknowledged

    To be remembered

    To be known.


    Be proud of the country you fight for.

    Be strong in head, mind, and heart.

    Remember your country,

    Your freedom,

    Your family,

    And your life.


    And go out onto the battlefield

    With love in your heart.

    Published on 3/7/14
     
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    Who Dares Control the Storm?

    By: Moreira Salsman



    Who dares control the storm?

    That quakes in its fury

    Taking out its anger on those below

    Who dares control the storm?

    that builds a wave of water

    just to flood the unsuspecting people

    Who dares control the storm?

    Throwing lightning at its victims

    and pelting all with rain

    Who dares control the storm?

    whose eye is the only calm

    of the mighty hurricane

    Who dares control the storm?

    I tell you now,

    I speak the truth,

    it is only God

    who dare

    control

    the

    terrible

    storm.



    Published on 10/23/13


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    Walk Alone

     

    Through the deserted fields,

    Once alive but now irrevocably dead,

    I walk alone

    through the cold, bleak nights.

    I am withering,

    Dying with each passing moment.

    Hope once burned

    Bright within,

    The only flare in a cruel

    Unforgiving world.

    And then the wind blew it out,

    And as each little ember died on my heart,

    They each became a

    Sick reminder

    That it was I who was the blame.

    They gnawed away at my

    Paper heart,

    And soon that was added

    To the growing list of things I had killed. 

    The stars shine like pinpricks of light in the sky,

    Only to fade as I

    Walk below.

    The moon’s glow cannot penetrate such a thick gloom

    As that which blanketed my world,

    A world where darkness reigns above all else.

    Fear flashes like lightning

    In the sky,

    And rain spatters down,

    Tears falling from above.

    As I deliberately walk alone

    During the eleventh hour,

    I approach the Edge of the world,

    the Final Destination,

    The tears still fall

    Until mercifully,

    I know no more. 


    Natalee Marini


    Whispering in the Stars.

    I want to be there.
    With the stars.
    Leaving behind all memories
    to run away.

    Up above a world so high
    Shining, watching, whispering.

    Shining above all
    for people to awe and gaze at.
    Watching down below,
    to see the calm, silent nights.
    Whispering to the Earth,
    “Goodbye” and “Goodnight”.

    I will be there.
    In the stars.

    Mara Tu

    For some reason I can’t explain.

    Out there.
    There is a land of paradise.
    Where happiness prevails and hatred is nowhere to be found.
    Where people are all loved.
    Where there’s nothing wrong and nothing to do something wrong for.
    Where people are completely revealed.

    I can imagine that there is no heaven.
    But instead, a land of paradise.
    For people to be cheerful about their lives.
    For everything to be equal.
    For everything to be fair.
    For wrongdoings to be taken back.

    That land.
    That land of paradise.
    Must have all the right questions.
    Must have all the right answers.
    Must have the admittance of everything.
    Must have everything of paradise.

    Paradise... must be something good, yet
    for some reason... I can’t explain.

                                                            Mara Tu



    When Darkness Replaces The Light

     

    Darkness controls my mind,

    Weaves its spiny tendrils through my already

    Shattered heart.

    Blood drips from the thorns pressing into my sides,

    Yet oddly, it doesn't hurt.

    The darkness,

    Crushing me from the inside out,

    Feels good, long-awaited release,

    Icy enough to soothe my burning soul.

    The light fades from within,

    Replaced by the malevolent caliginosity of the outside,

    But I don't mind.

    I drown inside my mind, my thoughts

    Vise-like, choking, strangling.

    And as the night fades away, I remain intact,

    The only thing of that time remaining.

    And I finally feel like I belong.


    Natalee Marini



    "Candled Light"

    Sabrina DiSorbo

    All is darkness, hope thrown in the abyss of memories- let forth the tears unto open roses whose thorns seek death with bloodied tips. Feel the cold embrace as you escape, emotions lost and emotions gained. See what truly is as I travel henceforth, clothed in darkness yet is never there, for twas never to be accepted. All I am is all I was so I shall be forever and eternally

                ~Empty

     

    “The Marks of a Murderer”


    Sabrina DiSorbo


    What if the misuse of alcohol and drugs lead a person to believe that the darkness society hides away is what should be brought to light? It leaves darkened scars etched into the stone faces masked in hatred, hardened from the deaths of innocent people. What happened to those whose hands were bloodied by countless massacres and bathed in the tears shed without guilt, listening to screams as if it were music never once asking the fatal question what have I done?


     

     

    "Blackened Tendrils"


    Sabrina DiSorbo

     

    Death shall not be fought,

    ~without reason

    Death is not withstood,

    ~only obeyed

    Death calls thine life.

    ~without rhyme.

     

     

    "All for Naught"


    Sabrina DiSorbo



     

    Lead in my blood, fingertips encrusted with reddened secrets~

    Drowned in feelings

    Dying within my thoughts...

     

    Throughout the stillness, silence creeps

    Bringing with it dark Truths...

     

    ~Thy shalt not be silenced with silver thread.

     

    ...Lies...

    Stark white and glaring.

     

    Swimming in the madness I find what is to be called my Mind.

    Let thy darkness shine through

    the eternal

    ~Night

     

     

     

    "Shattered Heart without it to Hope"

    Sabrina DiSorbo




    Bloodied thorns upon a rose so bright

    Shall my love cometh to thou tonight?

    When darkness seeps and illness spreads,

    Will lighted hearts join thy thread?

    Hopeless may it be to dream,

    but...Doth I dream upon a star?

    I might and I may,

     I wisheth to darkened Day,

    My Love!

    ...whose life had not cometh to light that day.

     

     

    "Hidden Love"

    Sabrina DiSorbo


    In darkness it dwells

    Light.

    Once ashen and bitter, now glows with a bright sheen and sparkle.

    Without Hope it withers, molding from the gloom as death eats the corpse.

    With it Life will bloom with newfound wonder.

    Hope Burns. Independence Chills.

    dismayed, without a clue, it wanders~

    Bringing light with it to shed on weakened souls.

     

    Never staying, always held close.

    Without it all will perish,

    With it darkness festers

    Death creeps as luminous light pulsates with life.

     

    ~Forevermore~ 

    A cycle never broken.



    "Life Eternal"

    Sabrina DiSorbo

    forever, Internal without rhyme

    Always, in rhythm with a single beat

    never fading, always bright.

    When darkness claws the land with icy nails it stops, forever lost, never gone, smaller, softer, rhyming with rhythm , sleeping with the beat as all peacefully goes on:                                         

      ~Tis Life.



    "A darkness so" 

     

     

    ~Sabrina DiSorbo~

     

    light casts shadows for a reason, It is not for the cowardly, nor the ones that copy for life. Death will come, not to be cruel nor for spot, but to release things from the restraints of time. Let Life Live without knowledge of answers, doing what is right, A shadow by its own definition. When Death becomes Visible, it is not for the sake of Pain, it is the reason of Time, stopping us from further wanderings and wonderings. It is because there are things better left in darkness, unscathed by light, to be forever unnoticed...Left to...the...imagination of...the mind~

     

     

                                                                                                    ~...With it Lost Time...~


    "What Forever sounds like"

    ~Sabrina DiSorbo~

     

    What I say

    What I do

    The things I love~

    are in you

    never to be

    ...Forgotten

    ...~encased in your tomb.

    My~

    heart will always

    beat for you

    ...for you

    belong to you... 

    ~

    Soul sings your name

    As I wait for you

    I-You shall see

    Wait for me~

    Wait for me...

    Waiting for me...

    With death, we shall see


    “The Bridge” 

    By Connie Xiao


    My mother was the bridge for me

    Closing the gaping hole left behind by memories,

    Good and bad.

     

    Without her I would fall into the deep abyss of peril,

    Without her I am nothing.

     

    It is my mother who connects me

    To the only hope left on this troublesome earth.

     

    It is she who has taught me good from bad,

    Who makes sure that I hover well above any threats.

     

    She is the only thing that stands between me and death.

     

    Because of her I can leave behind the past and

    Look for the path across the bridge.

     

    Look for the reason I am here.

     

                                                        

     

     

    Nightfall



    A fountain of colors sinking behind the sky

    A handful of stars rising to the night

    The sun fighting hopelessly

    A battle that could never be won

     

     

    Hope

     

    Like a volcano

    Erupting out of sheer joy

    Like a dream come true

     

    Determination


    That fire that drives us onward

    Pushes us, let us do things we have never done

    Crashing and stumbling on the way

    That power of a charging ram

    Of static electricity, a shower of sparks

    That leads the fire now today.

    By Michelle Zhuang



                                                    Death’s Silence

    The full moon sheds an ominous light upon the dismal scene below it; its life bleeding and crying out for mercy. The bare-barked trees sway in the whiplashing wind, clawing at any wos draw near. Barely seen, the uncanny cloud stops, suspended in front of the moon, letting all to be lost, slipping away into Night. Blackness sets in nothing can be seen...


     

     

    All hope is gone and Dawn Has yet to come.

    Black widows weave

    silken webs of

     beauty

    adding silver threads in the edges of reality,

    etching a silver line into the swelling dark.

                                                       

     

     

       shrouded in darkness...in a place where light does not shine, you are still there...



    A Steady Beat

    By

    Sabrina DiSorbo

     

    up, down, all Around; Can’t get out~

    Up, down, all around; Find a way, away ~

     

    up, Down, all around; Who’s to say~?

    up, down, All around ~

     

    ~ That I’ll die today...

     

    ...Up,

    Down...

    All-Around...

     

     

    The walls slide forward, greedily pressing their faces to my skin. I can’t escape from it, the blackness that is my heart. Hopeless as it is, I run. I run to be free. I run to to get out. I run to see how much it covers. I run until it all stops, but it never leaves. It has a home- that darkness- inside my heart.... nothing will ever close it, it has a home, where it will stay.  My happiness is overrun, knowing it shall last so little, so small a time. That happiness will stay, I will run with it in hopes of leaving it all behind.

    I carry it in my heart, hoping to forget

     

         knowing it will never..

     

         

     

    Yet always remembering...   

     

     

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