Yldara - A Glimpse at Poetry & Life
Archive for August, 2007
                    
Next Page
Sweet Sampaguita
Friday, August 31st, 2007
Tiny, white sweet scented flower
oval petals of love’s own stole
Your fragrance a demure shower
of the purity of one’s soul
Quite unassuming dark green leaves
covers your maze of brown-green limbs
Your sturdy sprouting base that weaves
a magic spell that never dims
So pure and sweet sampaguita
rise now that the dark night has come
Perfume the air incognita
and chase away all grief and glum
Yldara 200807206
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Moving Day
Tuesday, August 28th, 2007
On the road, destination San Antonio
three vehicles trail, fumes and all
a distance of three hundred miles
on a day so hot, quite easy to recall
first stop, for some gas and water
children wailing, in plain confusion
their own world torn apart in a day
yet following, their parents’ vision
Get more water and to eat, next stop
for the young ones a cold chili lunch
some chilled grapes for a quick desert
then off we go again, this moving bunch
after the final fillup, we then arrive
in a storage facility to unload a lot
to have sold everything before we left
may have been wiser, then again maybe not
what a price do we put on our memories?
how much for the fun from an old toy?
we still need to sort things out a bit
but this moving day is over, what a joy!
yldara 260806
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
My soul
Saturday, August 25th, 2007
aches for the warmth and comfort
first known in my mother’s womb
her soothing voice as she sang
lullabies of just pure joy
cradled in her sweet bosom
rocked to slumber in her arms
warmly robed in nothing less
than the silk garment of peace
truly my very soul aches
to hear her voice once again
and to see her face shining
with motherly love and pride
yldara 290107151
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
A Broken Heart Speaks
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
Take it all in, is what I do
as I try to portray a serene act
I move precisely in a stage play
my every beat with a story, behold!
I cry in a way with silent sobs
pushing aside setbacks encountered
An air of primness I often assume
in mourning for each death I die
In all honesty I long to rest
but to do so would end my role
Though perhaps in a way cruel
I too, must serve my own purpose
Then again, if what’s said is true
just be quick to note my presence
For without fail you will find me
broken and surviving another death.
yldara 19831999
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Luz and I
Sunday, August 19th, 2007
I know her from a while ago
she first gave me a smile
it was just a meeting of two souls
souls seeking enlightenment
to a life filled with questions
She sat with me for days
we spoke and opened up ourselves
to pain and to what life offers
offering each other comfort
without question or doubts
She was there, a friend
in a place full of strangers
baring her soul to my very own
owning to our fears we are
one in spirit, Luz and I
yldara 081106335p
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Blessings
Saturday, August 18th, 2007
A flash of silver lightning
bringing forth a streak of light
A gentle breeze of wind
sending leaves on a sudden flight
A treat, for a very nice trick
on such a wonderful day
A sweet song of praise
for all that comes our way
yldara 210401230
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
The Reaper
Friday, August 17th, 2007
Out of the dark shadows
a figure is seen lurking
Every step, cautiously taken
every breath, is heavily drawn
Nothing dare stand in its wake
Even the grand old street lamp
proud and boastful to the core
suddenly seems to have lost its light
As it nears its destination
for just a brief instant
the cold chill of fear is felt
Then, a strange calmness takes over.
For now, one must be ready
To finally, face
Death
yldara 19862007
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Aurora
Thursday, August 16th, 2007
As the wind gently lifts her hair
I look into eyes so at a loss
Yet as she moves to tread on life
she stares at fear in the eye
Her face has the look of thunder
her wrath tells of a violent storm
But no one sees the sadness
and no one feels her pain
No one knows of the nights
she sits all alone in the dark
arms wrapped around herself
fighting tears with all her might
Then she wears her mask again
perhaps put on a smile today
until she’s by herself tonight
in the dark all alone once more
yldara 0819951996
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Another Birthday
Wednesday, August 15th, 2007
Happy birthday…may it be more,
more blessed than the one before
May today bring you happy tears
from friends and their good cheers
May God keep you going strong
May your life be full and long
May this day be just the start
Peace and joy be in your heart!
yldara 101106545
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
Beauty is
Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
an experienced phenomenon
perception, cognition of pleasure
consciousness of perfection’s treasure
form’s balance and charm’s avalon

Yldara 2704071247
Click to leave a comment!     
Share, Email or Bookmark This Page
                    
Next Page
