Me And Me

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Me And Me

With everyone I disagreed
I never helped a friend in need
a man that had to have my way
I always had the final say.

Just me, and me, and me alone
with everyone, I’ve been disowned
and now the time has come to see
I really turned my back on me.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2014

Published here for the first time in 2018. My artwork put through filters and animated.

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The Facade-A Halloween Tale

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The Facade-A Halloween Tale

Walking the boardwalk at sunset
in search of saltwater toffee
I spied a facade I couldn’t phantom
and heard a vintage circus anthem.

I walked ahead and saw a face
all hideous and taunting me
a gaping mouth without a voice
curious, I made my choice.

The ticket seller’s booth was dark
behind the heavy curtains-light
goosebumps raised upon my skin
with shaky hands, I peered within.

Before my eyes could clearly see
claws and teeth attacking me!
Everything went black and then-
woke up by my cat again.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2015

Boo! (I luv Halloween.)

Posting for the first time on this site for October and Halloween 2018. I did the artwork just for this poem. I hope you enjoy it!

Candy Land

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Candy Land

Soldiers waging war with flowers
bullets made of candy sours
everything one could devour
messing with their willpower.

All the men had taken vows
but had an urge for candy now-
they missed the posted sign somehow:
Eating Candy Is Not Allowed!

Licorice trees and sugar sand
it was more than they could stand
their bellies filled on enemy land
now, candy fell from useless hands.

The warning sign-a bitter pill
the candy took away free will.
Standing very,
############very,
##################STILL.
Gummy soldiers on the hill.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2014

I originally wrote about this image for Magpie Tales and animated it. Shared with my friends at Poets United on this quiet Sunday.

Last Goodbye

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Every single cell in me
can identify what I lack…
the only man I ever loved.
(Now I can’t win you back!)

A lover like no other
you turned out to be
my extraordinary man…
who saw something, in me.

But now you love her!
I don’t know how I lost…
please forgive me my sins
and this line I have crossed.

Now you’re dead where you lay-
the crime fits like a glove.
But I feel so much better,
“Goodbye now, my love.”

© Rebecca Sanchez 2013

I took an older poem that had punctuation to link with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub. I took some time off from writing and am slowly dipping my toes back into the poetry river. I believe in using punctuation and use it in my poems something I started a long time ago when a friend convinced me.

Synapic Self

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Synaptic Self

I am my synaptic self
my synapses are me
they have the nerve
they make the connections
they are the “who” in me.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2013

“You are your synapses. They are who you are.” Joseph LeDoux

This was a found poem written about our synapses and what this guy (who studied them) said about them. I just found it interesting that this chemical reaction makes us who we are.

Day Of Discovery

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that day of discovery
waiting in line to change-
back into myself

© Rebecca Sanchez 2015

Not really a senryu, meant to be micro-poetry, hence the title. I animated the artwork I wrote it about for fun.

For anyone reading this Past Musing (thank you, BTW,) I took a long break from writing recently. Either you know this because I used to write with you or you don’t because you’re just visiting. I’m going to ease back into writing real soon but first I have some old work to clean up and transfer here from a site I’m shutting down. Chances are you have never seen the work I’m transferring so check it out. New (fresh) work coming soon. Hugs all around!

I Need It

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I Need It

Where’s my happily ever after?
Why can love no longer find me?

This is the time, the renewal
it’s spring and each year is more
I want to be a part of it
I need it.

I want to be loved and treasured
I’m alone too much
it makes me lonely
life balances better with two.

I search for someone to love
that really cares about my day
someone to keep me sane
in this uncaring world.

Sharing a quiet morning with them
food, talk and laughter
heart and soul
a mutual touch so satisfying
I shudder to think of it.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2015

My artwork Heart Of Glass animated. I wrote this spring of 2015 and sorry to say I’m still looking.