Windows

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Windows

Watching me
watching you
pupils dilate-
peekaboo!

Eyes that judge
fill with tears
smiling eyes
eyes that fear.

Expressive eyes
when words may fail
kiss with a look
they tell the tale.

Showing the world
how we feel
windows to the soul
secrets revealed.

Body language
has nothing on eyes
what you see inside
can’t be denied.

© Rebecca Sanchez 372020

Written with my friends at The Sunday Muse #98 for this image prompt. While writing this I had to fight the urge to Dr. Seuss out. To be fair, I also had the David Bowie song Eyes Without A Face in my head so I’m lucky I came up with this. Lol!

 

Romantic Keys

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Romantic Keys

Going solo is never easy
he didn’t have time to orchestrate
their meeting impromptu
the right keys were struck
their lovemaking an improvisation
his technique professional-
yet expressive.

She called him a virtuoso
it was like a fantasy
he felt it was reminiscent of a song
delicate nuances were there
but he was unprepared for romance
he preferred to play solo.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2/29/2020

I looked up Frédéric Chopin (because it was on the music sheet) and seeing the beautiful woman by the piano decided to use the words I found about him and his music for a “found poem.”

Written for The Sunday Muse #97 for this image.

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springtime
the love of my life-
a bicycle

© Rebecca Sanchez 2020

I’m a dedicated cyclist and ride on the Bay Trail near San Mateo, CA. The Bay Trail is slated to run a paved trail around the whole length of the San Francisco Bay. There are many areas unfinished that run on gravel, dirt, and city streets but large parts of it can be enjoyed right now without the worry of cars or traffic. This is my territory!

February 20th was my Biking Anniversary! Four years of riding my hybrid 20-30 miles every other day year-round. I’m not an athlete but consider myself a serious cyclist with a love of all things biking. I do it for the health benefits and child-like enjoyment I experience every time I get on my bicycle.

I’m a self-made Bicycle Ambassador for the Bay Trail, many people know me on sight, and I write about my escapades on my website Bike With Bekkie. Visit me there for tips about biking, health, photography, and more!

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Valentine’s Day
in the lonely hearts club-
I love myself

© Rebecca Sanchez 2020

Sometimes the lonely hearts club is all one has. This year, however, I found someone to love. Someone who’s been there for me for decades (as I was for him.) We recently became a serious couple. One day the last piece in the love puzzle fell into place. We are overjoyed.

Walkway

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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

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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.

The Understanding

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The Understanding

I know you…
that form
your many moods
how you make me feel.

I know you…
your sense of humor
your timing
your rhyme and reason.

I know you…
because our understanding
runs deep
poetry lives in me.

Poetry lives in us.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

Written for the prompt of poems with my friends at Poets United. The image is from the Pink Floyd album Tree Of Half Life by Storm Thorgerson.