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.
Tag: sharing
Happiness
Happiness
Happiness is emotional
simple in its beginnings
endorphins fill my brain
muscles relax
others tense
pulling at the corners of my mouth
sounds escape my lips
as childish giggles.
Happiness is addictive
good times amplified
one beaming smile
spreading across many faces
we feel giddy
makes us fall in love
it makes the world go round
it’s better when shared.
Happiness is temporary
we’d like it to last forever
still, it leaves us
without warning
but when we least expect it
someone smiles
and it reminds us
that it’s just around the corner.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Happiness never lasts but that doesn’t mean we’ll never be happy again. We never know what will make us smile. Artwork animated by me.
Written for the prompt happiness with my friends at Poets United and shared with dVerse~Poets Pub for open link night.
I Need It
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.
Props To dVerse Poets
Props To dVerse Poets
Mirror, mirror on the wall
who’s the fairest poet of all?
Every week we write our takes
shaping words with few mistakes
critiquing poetry with our friends
here’s to hopes it never ends.
At dVerse a prompt we share
makes me pick my words with care
busy finding vowels to play
cooking up a word buffet
tempting us to hone our muse
hungry poets on the loose.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Cheers! So happy to write with such talented people on a daily basis. I’m not sure I understood this fully but I had fun with it.
Dissecting the art of poetry with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub called Ars Poetica form.
Senryu #101815
senryu #101815
cigarette smoke curls
the air thick with chemistry
stained fingers grasp love
© Rebecca Sanchez 2015
This senryu was written about this image which was a prompt for Magpie Tales that I animated with hearts. That is Taylor and Eddie.
Word
Word
Whether poetry or stories
words are such a treasure
vintage, slang, or common use
they give me so much pleasure.
When I feel the urge to purge
the words become my voice
they come pouring out of me
sometimes I have no choice.
But I’m pleased that I’m a writer
I enjoy the undertaking
cause every writer knows
it’s not for the moneymaking.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The image on the cube (my animation) is called “River Of Poetry” but the artist is unknown to me.
Written for the prompt treasure with my friends at Poets United.
Spoken Words
Spoken Words
Performed live for a hungry crowd || poetry spoken, read aloud
written words turned into sound || voices raised in prose astound
rhymes and stories rein sublime || my heart is beating overtime
I struggle to bring my muse alive || by spoken words that I provide.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2014
photograph/animation represents the spotlight on stage © Rebecca Sanchez, San Francisco Bay Trail
I wrote this about my experience reciting poems years ago at a short-lived medical marijuana club in San Francisco. It was a huge 3 story building on Market Street right downtown. The guy running the club was running for mayor at the time.
The bottom floor was for intake with a paraphernalia shop, the second edibles, and the top floor was for buying, lounging and smoking pot. Alcohol was not allowed or tolerated.
Anyone could perform on the stage. I was lucky to spend some time there soaking up the atmosphere with some friends and we all performed. Most-played music but I read a few of my poems. It was terrifying, I’m not fond of the sound of my voice.
Pot became legal here Jan, 1st and there’s talk of clubs opening in SF based on this historical pot club.
Written and shared in 2014 (hence, the prior comments) and reworked in 2018 to link with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub while using caesuras (||) in poetry. Hope I understood this prompt.
The reading is new at Bjorn’s invitation although I’m still unconfortable and out of practice. It took 3 tries just to get here. ~nervous laughter~
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