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November 2011

Photo girl CALita

Photo girl CALita
From Los Angeles CALifornia
Red CAMera in hand
It’s Your Eye
Your CANvas
Taking shots of
CAMaraderie family
Taking shots of
CAMaraderie friends
You sentimentally hold dear

Photo girl CALita
From Los Angeles CALifornia
Like your Red CAMera in hand
Your companion
Observant you are as well
Taking notes
WELLness of family
Taking notes
WELLness of friends
You surprisingly in your unique way
Like looking through the lens of your red CAM
Made me smile.

A Kiss for Elena Dulce’s De Leche

Simply right for the bright afternoon
Eleven eleven eleven’s luck and mayhaps it’s blessings
Be bestowed on a day of many happy returns
To Elena Dulce’s de Leche
Liken to her it’s smooth and and at times light
That’s what my thoughts were at the time
Dulce playing in my mouth
Layers are a surprise with cream and bread
Not bad not sweet just right
To lift one’s spirit to the day
Gracias and kiss
To sweeten on a day of many happy returns.

Señorita Pequeñas Desconocido

Señorita Pequeñas Desconocido
A wallflower
She seems not extraordinary
Given the chance under a magnifying glass
She may surprise you
Look more carefully
Innocuous she may seem
But continue to study and yes converse with her
She is liken to Kali the many armed goddess
Not her wrath
But in the sides, she does a lot
Helping folks with their health
With their money
With one’s travel plans
Her wrath however
When one incurs it
Can make you cringe
She seems taller when irked
Interesting too
In conversations past without any of her wrath
Her benign smile and laugh
From unusual topics
To the mundane
She can be appreciative
Her appetite though
is a mystery few I’ve known
Accept and embraced
It is gift if you get to meet her
I for one is fortunate like some
To have met and been assisted
by Señorita Pequeñas Desconocido
Larga vida y ser bendecidos
Gracias

Farewell to a Cheery Friend

I remember her as a card reader back then
I remember her as the Guesser
I remember her as the Seer to one’s heart
I remember her as the Guide to directions we seek
In the play we call Life
In cards she reads and shares to the rest
Just now I learned she has left us
Her going leads me
To questions
To directions
We at times ponder
During quiet rains
Farewell my cheery friend

Raspberry Ecstasy

It’s been too long
A love I’ve almost forgotten
When you arrived amidst
In all your glazed ruby glory
How I wonder what awaits my senses
But I must not be hasty
For it is but proper to slowly caress you using my eyes
Bit by bit of every lovely inch of you
After I have measured you
I reach out
And take just a minute part of you
How soft it feels
I then begin to build some excitement
I turn what I have taken from you
Mixing you
Bit by bit of every lovely inch of you
Into the glazed ruby glory that surrounds you
I then bring you to my lips
And have you
It’s been too long
A love I’ve almost forgotten
The taste of you so different
It’s so wrong to ask more of you
I’m fortunate to have rekindled what love
I had for you
In in a mere 20 minutes
Your taste after still in my mouth
Such bliss
If its possible to prolong the wonderful feeling
Of how sweet and complete
You have made my evening.

Alma gemela dama amiga de la mía (Soulmate Friend of Mine)

Morning weekdays
Are like this
Before I set my tasks
I make sure
To greet and check
On Alma Gemela Dama
Principal Strictness
Oh that’s how I call her
Checking on her time
Checking her dealings with work
Looking up on stories on our Friends
We simply exchange notes
Alma Gemela Dama
Is a quiet one
I like that in her
I like that quality in most ladies I have met
Dog Lover
Loving but Strict mother
She never really gives up
Even if things don’t look good
Take Care Always
Alma Gemela Dama
Beers on me
If we ever cross paths again

All is Well My Chinita Lady

Todo está bien mi señorita chinita
Tiempo nuestros caminos se han desviado
Temía a las puertas
Ahora muy por detrás mientras caminábamos
Ahora en los lugares
Con caras nuevas
En caminos que han conducido
Viviendas construidas en nuestros corazones

Todo está bien mi señoritaa chinita
Con cariño yo a veces
Recordamos el estar juntos
Deseando que así
Ahora en los lugares
Con caras nuevas
En caminos que han conducido
Su corazón
Yo a veces encontrar
En algunos momentos raros
Un poco de consuelo

Todo está bien mi señora chinita



All is well my chinita lady
Long our paths have veered
To doors feared
Now way behind as we walked
Now in places
With new faces
In paths we have steered
Homes in our hearts built

All is well my chinita lady
Fondly i will at times
Recall our being together
Wishing you well
Now in places
With new faces
In paths we have steered
Your heart
I at times find
In odd moments
Some comfort

All is well my chinita lady

Afternoon Fragrance

Prop ye o sweetness
Your burning love we sought long
Your smell ambrosia to the senses
Friday Afternoon you have made anew
In a matter of minutes
Spirits in the room were revived
O how sweetly you share
Your light
Your taste
Tingling
I thank thee

For Emerald Eyes

The angel I met not long ago, is a homely sweet sort among angels. Her lovely innocence strikes me of the type where one’s deeds are measured to what is basically proper and good.  Her thoughts have made a dent to the shield I have bore and defended myself from this world. A world in this author’s eyes only saw the inconsiderate, selfish, and unfair. But her stories,  on love and faith, has somehow struck my core. I began to see a faint light. I dared follow such light out.  At the end of this light, the angel handed me her seeing lens. They were emerald green. I wore her eyes and saw for sometime what she saw. Life. Life in all its colors for I saw that life need not be always this way. She reminded me, without her saying so, that I choose what I want my life to become. Of course, angels want what makes me happy. All I could say is at this point in the author’s time, I’m good. A notch better thanks  to this angel with emerald eyes.  I never had a chance to really thank her for this. For letting me see what she sees. Thank you again angel. This writing is for you, Emerald Eyes.

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