Walkway
I want to take you everywhere
and show you what I see
but you take me for granted
and just walk all over me.
When you find me charming
and you take me somewhere nice
you still go off and leave me
never seeming to think twice.
All I do is wait for you
pedestrian of me,
if you treat me like a walkway
then your walkway I will be.
Rebecca Sanchez © 2015
This photo was taken by me in Oakland, CA.
Masks
We all hide behind masks
cowering from our vulnerabilities
steeped in our inabilities.
If someone catches a white lie
or a small truth
another mask is born.
When we want to look our best
with wrinkles and imperfections gone
hiding from the realities of it all
another kind of mask comes into play.
When we love someone deeply
effortlessly we slip the mask
so sweetly we part the sheets
together we discover the divine truth.
But the moment it’s revealed
we retreat back to what we know best
the mask firmly back in place.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2015
We wear many masks during our lifetimes. How many people can you say know the real you? We don’t mean to hide but life can be very trying to say the least. Love does not guarantee that you see beneath the mask.
For The Birds
Dipping thieving
from the skies
frenzied feeding
hungry cries.
Crust of bread
is offered thus-
fingers bleeding
so nonplussed!
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
Sometimes you just shouldn’t feed the animals.
River Revival
Rest your troubles by the water
when your whole world goes astray
just enjoy the trip down river
as your troubles wash away.
Dragonflies dance on the surface
as the fish bob up to feed
watch the ripples moving outward
and forget about your needs.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
Artist unknown.
Trying to join in writing and sharing poetry again with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub for open link day. Took some time off and trying to get back into it with a share from the past.
Me And Me
With everyone I disagreed
I never helped a friend in need
I always 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.
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!
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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.
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