For Willie from RoseVoc2

For Willie

November 22, 2011

You are God given

Without you, I wouldn’t know

What real love means

What is to be a mother

What is to be strong

How to love the rain

How to gently touch dew on petals

How to find joy in small things

How to write letters

How to kneel and pray

For me, you are a genius

And you shared a lot

And though your imperfections

God, did the rest for you

You never failed

Because I have loved you

All my life.

Most Sacred Heart of Jesus,

We pray for the living and the dead 

Have mercy on us,

We trust in You.

Rosevoc2

GOD, Let Your Holy Spirit Be in Us

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How everyone worries With all that happens now - How like rags we kiss the ground How like water we would flow And unstopping, lend our thoughts of kindness. And because we're all imperfect, and we want to help, Our prayers and good wishes sent to One God unite Like a French kiss, like humans do, full of passion. Maybe, we are serious Maybe, we are not. These troubled times, truly, there are no tags Just the naked body No color, no gender, no status, no country, Just life, solemn as light popping clouds of hope One precious creation, the earth has suckled First milk from breasts dropped in pain and sweetness A concoction only Heaven brews, for us We are all fed, nature above and below us feed. Our minds grow, heaven's gift to nourish our lands And from time to time, we learn our lessons That man has limits That man needs man That man finds truth yesterday, now and tomorrow That man must respect each other. That man must love, and That man must pray To seek God's will everyday, And in all the aspects of our lives Our God of Goodness will never abandon, Us, His children Us, He created for His Kingdom. Let Your Holy Spirit come now to us O God, let Your Holy Spirit be in us - On earth, as it is in Heaven. 3.17.2011 Create Date :  Wednesday, March 16, 2011 Update Date :  Wednesday, March 16, 2011 written during the calamity in Japan Posted on PoemHunter.com reposted, August 21, 2011 rosevoc2

A Scent of Ribs

The silence of the lambs scares even the bats that lurk in the night

It mutes the eyes of those who before saw how once a lamb was skinned and bruised

I am a shepherd of lambs

Like the trees in the forest I spread my branches like a roof

When I sing to the lambs, my voice the harp of angels plucked by the Master

My body, the sky and the earth merged into the seas

My tongue, the wind stretching and swallowing sup of time

My mind, the ground burying every dead

My thighs, the warriors’ temples giant as a bull and the horse of Troy.

A myth of constellation hands me a rod

Strong   as a soldier’s gun and sharp as a bullet embeds into the skull

The flock knows my voice

The flock smells scent of my ribs

They will come and gather around 

Hungry for a meal

And then, they will stay and feed.

 rosalinda flores, poemhunter.com

2011

Death Row

February 23, 2010


Death Row


Wall of Egypt in Haiti

Crumbles

From one space in the corner


Time and tide wait

For healing of sores

And fresh wounds


Dripping blood arouse

Gleaming sirens

That fright even weeds

To hide


Scream the corpses,

Prepare the Heaven,

Open!


Sooner or later,

Death will come

The ghost of Scrooge wilts

In pain.


Rose flores martinez, 2010
2.24.2010


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2.23.2010
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