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.
So Fair A Day
A saccharine breeze
tickling me
a sweet treat day
so happy and free.
Cotton candy clouds
and corn dog trees
so fair a day
made just to please!
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The art is a series of pictures taken by James Graham and animated by me.
Taking a moment out of a beautiful day with the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.
Inner Vision
I pick my steps methodically
along an uneven cobblestone path
to find my secret sanctuary
under the wide-open sky
just my thoughts
memories
and I.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
My inner visions guide me through life. No one else can hear or see them it’s a safe place to be. An animation of mine called Nature’s Heartbeat.
Written for the prompt vision with my friends at Poets United.
These Moments I Hold Dear
Rolling away the passing years
it’s these moments I hold dear.
I will never have my fill
of watching wetlands as I glide
up and down the bayside hills.
My vintage bicycle as my guide
in the saddle time does fly
but I grow younger as I ride.
On my face you’ll find a grin
as nature heals my many ills
I find a wonderful peace within.
I feel renewed, I feel revived
all negativity left behind
I feel so good to be alive.
Rolling away the passing years
it’s these moments I hold dear.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The photo was taken on a bike ride and I put it through an art filter.
Wrote a terza rima with the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads. Linking up with my friends at Poets United.
New Day
At first light, I wake up to a new day
ready to get up with the dew, day.
On TV, the news misconstrues, day
weeding out the fake news that’s untrue, day.
Stymied, I could use a breakthrough day
something to help me make do, day.
I feel like I’m stuck in a queue, day
the feeling is like deja vu, day.
Feeling down, you’re the one I turn to, day
you tell me you’re coming to woo, day.
I impatiently wait to see you, day
with you, it won’t be a blue day.
The calendar tells me it’s Tuesday
he’s here, so I bid you adieu, day.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
We are trying a ghazal today at dVerse~Poets Pub. A new form for me.
Broken
My heart breaks when I watch what’s happening in the world today
we have truly lost our minds in America letting ourselves be treated like cattle
being herded in whatever direction the political wind blows
we’ve given up, even if it leads us to the slaughterhouse
the invisible lines that separate us are turning into Trump-like walls
our history has taught us nothing as racial tensions separate us further respect for the people that protect us is gone, replaced by mistrust fueled by violence and ignorance
men are still in power pushing their sexual agendas on their victims
keeping women under their thumb as they get less pay for the same jobs
the house and senate don’t care about the people’s will, it’s all about their own agendas
our government is corrupt, greedy and we let them get away with it
cell phones have invaded the earth and people are transfixed by them
social interaction online has taken the place of real friendship
growing homeless camps are ignored and tolerated rather than helped
we think we’re paying taxes for a good cause then the money is spent elsewhere and we’re taxed for it again
although half of the people living now are 65, they can’t work because the jobs are given to younger people
they face higher costs for living every year while the retirement age goes up and benefits get cut
we pay a fortune for insurance many going without when other countries have health care for all
even with insurance many go without glasses, dental care and more
simple kindness and decency seem lost while our jails and prisons open their doors letting felons out for good behavior
we are losing touch with each other and we don’t know who to trust letting fear paralyze us
it’s difficult to know how to proceed when the psyche of countless people in our country are bruised and we’re bleeding out
I did as I’ve been told the system has let me down and I feel taken advantage of.
Some believe the soul is immortal, even so, our bodies are limited
we’re only here once and should be enjoying what this wonderful planet has to offer
instead, this is what we sow, this is how we spend this precious time
we vote and hope for a better life only to be fed fake news and tricked into submission
country against country, race against race, religion against religion-it never ends
right now, children are starving, being raped and abused, put into slavery, taught to shoot guns and carry bombs
my heart breaks when I watch what’s happening to the people of this world,
when do we say, how do we say,
777777777777777777AAAAAAAAAAAenough!
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
I’m a fan of brevity in poetry but this poem practically wrote itself and could have been longer. I don’t pretend to have the answers but I do know these things are going to take more than time to get better. History will show that’s usually through violence and war. We need to be strong and make ourselves heard through numbers.
Written with my friends at Poets United for the prompt psyche/soul. I animated the artwork.
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High Expectations
High in the sky
I sit and spy
I see a unicorn
floating by
as a rabbit
comes to play
they spin
and swirl
and move away.
High in the sky
I sit and spy
only eagles
soaring by
acrobatics
muscular wings
they dip
and dive
and my heart sings.
High in the sky
I sit and spy
expectations
running high
coming here
seeking peace
I feel the planet
loving me
a sweet release.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
Written for the prompt “Rising Above” and linked with Poets United. With everything going crazy in this world today it’s good to find somewhere to reconnect with nature, to renew ourselves.
Photo found on a Google search: Preikestolen or Prekestolen is a famous tourist attraction in the municipality of Forsand in Rogaland county, Norway. Preikestolen is a steep cliff which rises 604 metres above the Lysefjorden.
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