#322020
my package delivered
box of 20 masks
made in China
© Rebecca Sanchez 2020
What a conundrum!
Tag: survival
Haiku #292020
#292020
strong winds blow
tattered tarp waving-
I give up
© Rebecca Sanchez 2020
My photographs (frames) of trees blowing in the wind animated.
We’re having record winds today in the Bay Area and it tore two holes in the sun worn tarp outside on the patio. No bike riding today!
Senryu #242020
The news is filled with stories about disappearing species. As species die and people crowd to see the last ones, we end up wiping out the rest of them and their habitats along with other species who happen to be in the way. How can we be so arrogant to not consider this or anything else we do as a race to this planet? We are the creatures with the most developed brains but what do we do? We want what we want and to hell with whatever gets in our way.
big brains
bigger footprints
biggest ego
© Rebecca Sanchez 2020
A person photographing the stars also shows the movement of fireflies on a summer night. From Giphy.
I wrote this after reading about Fireflies and their habitats disappearing due to light pollution and encroachment.
When Honesty Honestly Doesn’t Pay
When Honesty Honestly Doesn’t Pay
What if a small lie…
Could help the truth slide by
help someone who’s gone astray
sometimes it’s just the best way.
What if the small lie…
Would help someone feel better
make the world a nicer place
save another person’s face.
Honesty is the key
it’s plain to see
it’s a great policy;
to some degree.
What if the truth hurts…
Just remember to keep it small
it can get you through another day
when honesty honestly doesn’t pay.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2020
Written with Poets And Storytellers United for an open prompt (originally Poets United.)
Masks
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.
Me And Me
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.
Last Goodbye
Last Goodbye
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.
Capricious Poet 