Poetry

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Prose.

14-

Did you see?

That night when you were invisible,

Did you see her pass by? Did you notice I was

Hidden in the mix of words and wine? Did you

Think, for one second, that I would be the one

You would pain that night?

The resemblance to one another.

The game of our speech.

The twist of the next game.

The start of a new page.

And here I am. Blank.

Did you see?

Where did my muse go?

She was here a second ago.

I was fine and now she is gone.

And the black won’t flow

And the anchor has stopped

And the thoughts won’t come

And I kiss your hand

And I beg you return

But you smile and

You leave me at your feet,

Staring at the empty cloud

Of air you left behind.

Now

There’s no prose without your love.

Please, muse.

Come back.

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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Ser un Ser. Learning.

112-

Ser un Ser

Sentimos un cierto vacio
Los seres queridos
Los seres vividos
Los seres humanos

18-

Learning

I have learned to live in the present.

There are times I concentrate in the future.

Sometimes I think of the past.

And that is when I cry.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Just words ...

-111-

Just words …

Words of a short story

Tears of a strong face

Clouds of a blue sky

Normalcy never arrives

To the time of the life of the year in return:

‘Never’ means the essence of the time you can’t see.

Stupidity comes easily to those who think they know the truth

Random acts of hate come easily to those who think they are the best

But the best comes when you know you are wrong

Steam forward and rejoice in your age

Youth may not come back but it is permanent in life

Exist and you will always be here in expiration

For your mind has left posterity, if the sky was yours to attain.

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Monday, May 6, 2013

Art.

114-

Art.

In the words

Of painters

We progress

As artists.

In the spirit

Of writers,

We are inspired

As poets.

In the songs

Of musicians

We tenor

An obtuse melody.

And,

As passionate beings

In the art of life,

We discover;

We learn;

We recover;

We keep going.

As humans.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Hands

102-

Hands

Squeeze you tight.

Form your shape.

Guide my path.

Take you there.

See how strong.

Tell me love.

Feel my passion.

My reaction.

Take my hands.

Guide them well.

They will do

What you say

They will please you

Every day.

Thank them well
And expect

That from now
until the grave

They'll satisfy

They'll love

They'll retain

Their devotion

By your side

They'll show you strength.

Lock our fate

Kiss my hands

And at your service

They'll remain.

Monday, February 25, 2013

101-

Things

The things that must be done in life,
I do.
The things that are in sight,
I see.
The things that I must go grab,
I get.
The things that are impossible,
are fine.
But...
There are times
When things seem hard to grab,
When I see what I can miss,
When grabbing is not for my grip,
and when the impossible does seem
out of this world.

No matter.

I still go forward.
You never know when life says no more.
I want to treat obstacles as the sea
and my will as my vessel.
I can.
I can.
Don't wrestle.
Just reach.

They are only things.

© 2013 Cassandra Huidobro

Monday, January 28, 2013

1:4

28-

1:4

You raised us well

Four kids in your custody

You did well

For a mom of one income

In the D.C. area

We turned out fine

I’d say in fact you did sublime

I’d say you should be proud;

In all honesty, I know you are

Your Latin-American background

Your Catholic stride

Your Mormon conversion

Won’t let you see

But I’ll defend you, mom.

You can be what you are

And I’ll accept you for who you are

And though I wish you’d do the same for me

I am not here to judge and

I know that you love me still.

I know it embarrasses you but

There is nothing I can do

It’s innate in me

And this is how I choose to live

I love you for you

You bore me

You fed me

You are the best advice

I’ve ever had

I just wish you would embrace this part of me

Because

She is wonderful

She is sweet

She makes me happy and I wish you could see

But it’s ok mom.

I’m here to defend you

I don’t want you to go away

I want you to stay with me

And one day,

When your eyes close,

I know that you’ll know I loved you for you

And that I defended your point of view

Because you don’t have to like every part of me

And because I admire you for you.

You taught me respect

And that includes how you feel about me.

Although you probably will never read this,

I want you to know that you raised us well and

That it isn’t your fault that I am this way.

I just love you mom. That’s all I am here to say.