Yellow/Amarillo

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After the tourists go back on their ships, I find an empty street. I can think for a moment. Feel the sun. Enjoy the colors. A moment like this is a secret I hold to myself. I walk home alone, singing to myself.

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Fuente De Los Raices

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It has been 149 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 163 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Slice Of Beach

There are too many places where I can still find your your footsteps next to mine. Too many memories tossed aside like Medalla cans around small bonfires. Even if the tide sweeps them away, my heart brings them back.100_1793.jpg

It has been 148 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 162 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

What Do We Believe

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Padre nuestro, que estas en el cielo, santificado sea tu nombre;

Venga a nosotros tu reino,

Hágase tu voluntad, en la tierra como en el cielo.

Danos hoy nuestro pan de cada dia,

Perdona nuestras ofensas, como también nosotros perdonamos a los que nos ofenden.

No nos dejes caer en la tentación

Y líbranos del mal

Porque tuyo es el reino, el poder, y la gloria

Por los siglos de los siglos. Amén.

(The Lord’s Prayer in Spanish)

Bananas In The Backyard

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The trees will bear fruit again. Nature will renew itself. I know, I believe that soon, I will be able to just walk out the kitchen door and pick my own bananas again. I have patience with the universe.

It has been 147 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 161 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Space Time Sestina

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Space Time Sestina

 

Only 1 of us is traveling @ a constant rate of speed

Sweetheart, you said, stardust, we are only stellar matter

Left spiraling inward to create our own radiating accretion disk

Saying I love you is a forbidden nonlinear algorithm

Still you pull me toward your infinite density

& I willingly fall into your event horizon

 

 

There is no return from an event horizon

I know this, as I glide @ a constant rate of speed

Toward the heart of your infinite density

Finding pieces of myself scattered among stellar matter

The need to be loved calculated by a nonlinear algorithm

Equals even more than the radius of our ever expanding accretion disk

 

 

Our impulses acquiesce into a fervent accretion disk

The point of no return, this event horizon

Defined by the square of longing’s nonlinear algorithm

Only I am light moving @ a constant rate of speed

Spinning myself into a spiral of stellar matter

Until I am overcome by your infinite density

 

 

As I fall into your black hole, where infinite density

Lies at its heart, gravity, this left spiraling accretion disk

Of love, desire, satiation, denial & floating stellar matter

Inevitably, knowingly I rush the event horizon

My need to live with you @ a constant rate of speed

Overwhelms dissonant variables in our nonlinear logarithm

 

 

Our coefficients only aggravate the nonlinear logarithm

Yes, our fucking never failed to achieve infinite density

We orbit each other like Sun & Moon @ a constant rate of speed

Only to trip into our orgasmic accretion disk

Falling into the doom of the event horizon

We created during the fusion of our stellar matter

 

 

Returns us to our separate star dust, my stellar matter

Cannot fit into an equation for a nonlinear logarithm

Must I remain at this event horizon

Or be swallowed unwittingly by your infinite density

Just let me skate on my galactic accretion disk

If I promise to never accelerate @ a constant rate of speed

 

 

I am simply gold and star dust, stellar matter seeking to achieve infinite density of the heart

Our variables cannot solve this nonlinear logarithm’s enigmatic accretion disk of desire

Or explain the edge of love’s event horizon, we can never escape @ any constant rate of speed

Even the Lilies….

You brought me the lilies out of love. How could I tell you they made me sad. So beautiful. They’re perennials, you reminded. I know, I whispered. I know. Your lilies bloom for me every year. They taunt me in your absence. They smell of nothing. They smell of death.IMG_0421.jpg