by D.W. Rodgers |
Categories:
lost love,
I get pretty picture postcards
from faraway places,
not many but over time
they accumulate
on walls, fridges
and marking pages in books.
Mostly from old girlfriends
writing to prove
they are still alive.
"Amazing scenery, wonderful people,
haven't had a decent cup of coffee since Montreal,
watch out for the water in ice cubes.
Wish you were here (Not!)
all my love xxxx"
Still on a dull grey morning,
a message from Mexico, Italy,
Vietnam or New Zealand
is at least intriguing.
Me, I never send postcards
as I never go anywhere
but I get pretty picture postcards
from faraway long ago bitches
every now and then.
by Joseph Spence Sr |
Categories:
adventure, imagination, life, people, places,
From New York to the Gulf of Mexico
Travel path provided as you go
Links of network from plane above
Ocean cruiser scenes we love
Chevy gliding in style
Highway going wild
Horns blast in code
Traveling
Winding
Road
by Skat A |
Categories:
abuse, death, evil, lost love, pain, sad, sorrow, suicide,
DEVIL'S HIDDEN RANCH
Coyote howl, dogs growl
Gunshots, dead cow
Red barn left unlock
Horseshoe upon death's door
Tequila in a cup
Salt of cocaine, shadows of insanity
Guitar string, sad song
Bandit near the door, wife on the floor
Hallucinating---Reality
Yelling out her name, he's gone insane
Loaded gun, life is done
Far and near ending his intoxicating fear
The road under the sun
A coward in his path
Responding to the Devil's wrath
In a Hidden Ranch in Mexico!!!!!!
:) SKAT
by Leo Larry Amadore |
Categories:
devotion, friendship, i love you, people, places, sweet, travel,
Mi Mexico lindo:
Burnt orange and ochre --
color de cafe --
pineapple, lime, red pajaritos...
land of mananas, grace in mantillas...
balanced canastas, ojos expresivos.
Sunshine and heat, fiesta y corrida,
salt and tortilla, pride and tequila.
Frijol and machismo and chile con queso.
Adobe, caliche, sweet agua fria...
Mexico, te amo mucho, y su gente amable!
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, love, mountains, nature,
I've seen the Rocky Mountains
From Alberta to New Mexico
Heavenly reaching cathedrals
Rock walls like stained glass windows
Death Valley's crystalline sands
Sparkle like moonlit seas
Red orange cactus roses
Saguaro and Joshua Trees
Green meadows covered with weeds
Deep purple to crimson red
Melting in waves of heat
Reflecting in lakes where they bled
Looked out, over Niagara Falls
Sunlit mist of every hue
Thousand Islands, covered with snow
In The St Lawrence of indigo blue
Multicolored hot air balloons
Floating lazily 'cross baby blue skies
But the place most beautiful to me
Is here, with you by my side
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
dream, imagery, Lullaby, music, nostalgia, romance,
Oh, how did I forget flecked fields of white
where fairest petals synchronized their dance,
and beauty’s cadence sung to ears romance,
as Monet’s clouds rose lilting notes to heights?
Oh, how did I forget fanned butterflies
adrift on breezes sunned in Mexico?
Their bright-hued wings flirting with blooms below
when silent gazes held in lover’s sighs.
Old love songs stir up voices in my mind -
sounds of our music and your windblown ways,
our soulful rhythm from forgotten days,
my lullaby on darkest nights unkind.
Come now, I long to see you at my door
for love's embrace in dance forevermore.
written 6/23/15
by Cherica Eckiwaudah |
Categories:
nature, places
A beautifully hidden work of art.
Absolutely stunning from the very start.
Vivid colors of purples and pinks.
Fill the setting skies as it sinks.
Mountains surround the city's pride.
Protecting it from the world outside.
The mountains and skies are the words that tell the story.
The building and cultures are the pictures that hold the glory.
Listen close so you can hear the wind telling the tale.
It will teach you beauty, please dont be stale.
Close your mind and open your heart.
And you'll love it from the start.
By: Cherica Eckiwaudah
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
friendship, funny, girlfriend-boyfriendme, me,
He makes me laugh when I’m about to cry.
He is very different than I am; but that’s what makes him, him.
He makes no sense to me sometimes.
He admits that he’s full of himself.
He doesn’t know how much I care about him.
He calls me his angel.
He also lives in New Mexico.
He has never seen me face to face.
He has seen me in pictures, and said I’m beautiful.
He is indescribable.
He is my best friend.
He is my Mexican Jerky.
I love him.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
parodyme, me,
(Parody of "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love)
Come stay with me and be my maid
and once a month you will be paid.
("under the table" it will be;
no taxes taken out by ME!)
You’ll clean the toilets and make my bed,
and see the kids and pets get fed.
The benefit for you will be
in sending cash to family
you’ve left behind in Mexico,
while in the States you’re “laying low.”
Your being here will help me too.
I’ve so much work for you to do!
I’ll save a lot of my OWN dough
(We won’t let Immigration know).
Yes, come and stay with me and mine.
America’s “Dream” can be divine!
For Dr. Ram Mehta's Parody contest
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
life, nature,
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Cook _
Ham
Sizzling,
Biscuits baked
Eggs boil, grits bubble
Sunrise casting magenta
Charcoal clouds that float in from Gulf of Mexico
Desire to write the sunrise down; trapped by duty, obligation, or is it pure love.
In honor of Brian Strand:
Show me/ don't tell
by Jean Murray |
Categories:
adventure, car, family,
Remember December?
Us newly wed.
Setting off on honeymoon in
Thunderbird by Ford.
Eloping abroad.
Down Mexico way.
Being so in love
Under the stars.
Sleeping rough in
Thunderbird by Ford.
Eventually it rusted.
Down Mexico way.
Darling children.
Up and gone.
Still I have you and
Thunderbird by Ford.
Engine almost had it's day
Down Mexico way.
by Ernest Martinez |
Categories:
caregiving, dad, death, goodbye, hope, sad,
We are made of stone
We are made of cold hard steel
Standing tall, indifferent to what I feel
Pretending not to cry
Deep within
There's pain
Head held up, breaking rain
Unbreakable, strong
In the dark
Alone
I rage of waves
Jefe, don't leave
Let me tell you I love you
Fight!
So we can kick it
Lets fire up the pit
Watching clouds roll by
Linger in Mexico
Mellow in her hills
The chivos chillan
Tus Arboles I hear them
Paper saturated in blue dye
I'll miss you Jefecito
To you belongs my longest bye
Le Echates ganas
Till the Gallo shouts the third alarm
Either life betrays us
Or it saves us, but let me not lie
Cause men do cry
by Chastity Frazier |
Categories:
daughter, family, life,
Chastity
Daughter,Athletic,Cook,Minister
Sister of Hannah,Chris,Trinity.....
Lover of God, Poems, Sports....
Who feels Pain,Love,And Joy
Would Like to See Paris, Mexico, and Bahamas
Resident of Alabama
Frazier
by Tirzah Conway |
Categories:
life
Tirzah
Wife, Friend, Ally, Huron;
Daughter of Frank and Deann;
Lover of Horses, Family, and Steven;
Who Feels Desire, Love, and Passion;
Who Fears Loss, Rejection, and Disdain;
Who would like to see Egypt, Rome, and Australia;
Resident of Hondo, New Mexico
Conway
by Jan Oskar Hansen |
Categories:
allusion, anger, angst, humorous,
Poetry by Numbers
I got an email naming the best poets from poetry site
...As expected they were love stories,
About loneliness and the mixed bags of
The poet’s monotonous candyfloss of anguish.
All poems looked worked- shopped, the same
Phrases sometimes returned
And they were all meticulous in show not tell
Which is a mind-numbing mantra.
For some, especially
The academically inclined, making poetry
Into a cross word puzzle
I think all 100 poets had the same teacher who,
As many poetry teachers do, lives in New Mexico
by Miranda Keuter |
Categories:
bible, blessing, caregiving, child, feelings,
Little poor Pepita from Mexico
She had no money to sacrifice The Son of God
Picking flowers while wandering slow
Some poinsettias with their leaves as red
A different offer than the local population with their money to give
She still was bringing them to The House of God
Asking for salvation and to honor instead
The rich people asked themselves why?
But Pepita did not pay attention to them
Her thoughts and believe in the magic of love did lead her
And let her build castles in the sky
by Armando Macias |
Categories:
education
Tear drops of the Aztec's empire
where Moctezuma saw the white god.
A man of iron with a curse,
a man of iron with ambition,
a man of iron with pride,
a man of iron with a doom.
People are fighting, fighting for their land,
fighting for love, fighting for hate.
No more Tlatuanis, no more empiredors,
no more conquistadors.
Lagrimas are falling, lagrimas of despair,
lagrimas of exhaustion, lagrimas of misery.
Tear drops flowing in the rio Grande (Bravo),
trying to reach
the land of free,
the land of milk and honey,
the land of the brave.
by Bette Bavington |
Categories:
adventure, beauty, courage, education, life, love, mystery,
The ocean is his mistress
She has gotten under his skin.
He has changed his address
To the Gulf of Mexico. Can you imagine?
He has never wanted anything more
Than to live off shore.
He'll fish all day by radar
And lay out at night underneath the stars.
by L Milton Hankins |
Categories:
anti bullying, beach, courage, love,
Two young lovers on the beach unafraid
To hold hands, nuzzling intimately,
They are obviously very much in love
In their own world they are muy contento
In my country they would be ridiculed,
Threatened, perhaps beaten to death
Because they dare to be who they are.
written November 18, 2021
on the beach in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
by Aya Sunshine |
Categories:
nature
Roosters cry in slumber of the morning
dogs howl rudely to wake the slum
still no peep of light til a beam
peaks the mountains surrounding,
a fresh pacific breeze hits your cheeks
smell of something burning saunters in reeks.
bumpy roads in small towns,
sharing moments that leave upside down frowns,
steaming meat on cold dark nights,
bonfires become only lights.
All begins with agape love burning oh so bright.
by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
love,
Spring came late that year
As I looked for love
I searched in England
And in Mexico
Even in old France
Maybe Holland
Or Germany
Shanghai perhaps
Or in Russia
Then it came
Why so far
Look nearby
Next door
I found
Her
3-26-19
Contest:Diminished Hexaverse About Spring
Sponsor:Caren Krutsinger
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
christian, courage, death, dedication, love,
Miguel Pantaleone ordained
as a Catholic Priest in March
in an area of Mexico so harsh
50 priests murdered there in 17 years
without one conviction to quiet fears ...
Yet Miguel Pantaleone is not alone
Dozens of future ministers studying away
to preach Love above the violent fray
Heroes for our time these devoted young men
May the Lord reward them ~ His Messiah send
________________________________________
See: msn.comthemenriskingtheirlivestobepriests
by Jo Bien |
Categories:
love
I step out into the
cool air
a million stars
on a clear night
the moon reflecting
on the sea
the tide neeps
a soothing sound
I want to show this
to you
I want to feel this
with you
this place I love
Mexico
by Jo Bien |
Categories:
peace
the stars glow
reflecting the calm sea
beach swept smooth
by the evening tide
I walk your beach
footsteps in the cool sand
solitary imprints left
under the lunar glow
no thoughts of yesterday
of what is to be
basking in the serenity
spirit high, soul peaceful
Mexico waits
the beach house I love
contentment and solitude
the comfort I need
by Tiffany Julius |
Categories:
life
Many days have gone past, all in all a year.
He is back, he is here.
Mexico,
HIs home, love, life, past.
Wisconsin,
His country, his passion, his work.
the name?
Angel.