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Dream catcher dancing My ocean breeze serenade Riding the blues wave. Time loop, daily warp hole Black hole possibilities Recycles each fate
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A snowstorm, really? Mother Nature we’ve had enough. Humans stop screwing up Cloud white trees Weighed down Heavy by snowflake families Whip cream dipped pine cones
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A word, my young folk, it’s our time to not miss the boat and rock the vote
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The poet who does not read is not fully aware of all their needs
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Two windows trees view scenery changes colors depend from where you look Parade on Jersey Andean music found me Windpipes drum folklore A bird never heard Calls out to me Wake up please The world is tiny Pigeons in quick fight A shadow looms overhead They embrace their might…
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Butterflies float from my mouth My truth etched on their wings Each flap creates a new tune ignites the road rose blue They tighten their embrace Lifting and guiding me west to the Pacific where Waters wash blue A seashell protects my heart from view heart beats create ripples Bouncing off…
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Niñito Jesús Tu vela trajo la luz Cuida los demás Faith Baby Jesus Your candle brought back the light Take care of the rest
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Choking on the words Like a hairball lodged deep in Following nature to him
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Hola! Writing poetry is a way of life for me. As a poet, my intent is to observe and capture the human experience. Poetry is a representation of life. Creating connections, breathing life to the inanimate. Poetry is life transformed. I do not write for myself, I write for you. I hope you enjoy. Constructive…
Yesenia Guerra 