Yldara - A Glimpse at Poetry & Life
Dreams and Experiences
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!
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Loading ...Battling Dust Devils
Sunday, August 12th, 2007
In front of an LCD screen
every morn before six o’clock
battling dust devils in my mind
waiting for that moment inspired.
The clock ticks in time to a beat
while I struggle with some phrases.
Looming at the back of it all
the breakfast I soon have to fix.
Before long I would hear noises
from sleepy heads one, two and three.
All, in unison cry: “Mommy,
where are you and what’s for breakfast?”
Right then, the day truly begins.
My poetry takes a backseat
to the call of motherhood
and duties of a wife, in love.
Tomorrow, I will start anew -
battling dust devils in my mind.
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Rebirth
Friday, August 10th, 2007
I cried my heart out
at the emptiness of my soul
The years cheated on me
life has taken its toll
I would have wept tears
but the well’s gone dry
Forever came all too soon
as time just had to fly
I tried so, in poetry
to be still and take rest
But tomorrow wailed,
wanting only my very best
So I listened hard
to the voice in my heart
Until another verse came
and a new poem I did start
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(2 votes, average: 2 out of 5) Loading ...Time Limit
Friday, August 3rd, 2007
One cold windy night
I decided to take a walk.
When all of the sudden,
time stood still…
Not a leaf stirred.
From out of nowhere,
I heard an owl’s hoot.
Turning around,
I saw not a soul,
just dried fallen leaves.
Panic stricken –
My mind said “Shout!”
But, my voice was gone.
I was silenced mute,
could not find the words.
So, I raced panting,
Up the street of life.
At my own footprints,
With quiet trepidation,
I glanced back…
Then, as the wind,
swept them away,
without a trace,
My heart sank…
and time went on.
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...In poetry
Saturday, July 28th, 2007
although blessed to write, in verses I toil
forged strongly and urged onward so it seems
by applauds and wishes that shadows spoil
my poetry speaks as a sword that gleams
I am just like someone with lofty dreams
a wordsmith, whose craft, in a vision came
I do not cater to vanity’s screams
or to society’s concept of fame
to think of every line for me is lame
instead I dwell on life’s many faces
my mind seeks wisdom, without any shame
sharpened true and honed by pitfall’s graces
somehow, I will arise from unknown mire
and truly paint with words, not vent my ire
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Crucible
Thursday, July 19th, 2007
When I was little I thought
of small things and big dreams
I tried hard not to cry a lot
my pride forbid it so it seems
In dirt and soil I played
every bit of chance I could
I was not even all that afraid
danger was a game I understood
My dreams then were haunted
by shadows of death and strife
My soul stood tall, undaunted
hope instilled in my own life
Every death I was a witness to
in my mind’s eye, I saw a lesson
As dawn takes on a red orange hue
all sorrow and darkness lessen
For every heartache I encountered
in strength inside, I grew and grew
Terror felt from conflict fostered
a blurred memory of a time I knew
Now a grown woman, wife and mother
still a sister, daughter and friend
My life has been like any other
a crucible, I was made to contend
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Childbirth
Thursday, July 12th, 2007
Gnashing of teeth as the pain comes
for a moment or two, a quiet steal
and then it builds and just builds
to a crescendo of fear and thrill
Push and push and then relax
body tuned in to some greater force
restless yet feeling new strength
drawn from a newfound hidden source
Minutes or hours may come to pass
Sometimes pain just racks the body
everything seems to be centered in
that area surrounding one’s belly
And when it happens, as it should
One more big push and then its done
A child is born, pain is forgotten
Safe in your arms, a new loved one
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...Of conflict felt
Saturday, June 30th, 2007
Gunfire shatters the quiet
of the hot midday sun
Bullets flying in the air
their web of terror, spun
Into the ditch, she dived
books and all; dirt soiled
bony arms over one’s head
her body, in fear recoiled
Loud shots went on and on
it all seemed to last forever
when silence finally came
a host of feelings took over
The soldiers then motioned
their stance, rigid still
their guns, waving her on
held tight, in grips of steel
At bullet holes and marks
she looked, quickly observing
A scent she had come to know
her mind, painfully recalling
So toward her house, she ran
hoping in vain, for some relief,
as she will soon hear, she knew
those haunting cries of grief
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Author’s Comments:
A tribute to the perseverance and faith of all that have lived thru and survived war and/or conflict. As such, we are witnesses to the healing power of God’s love and mercy. Although darkness may seem to reign for a time, we all are blessed! Our struggles are not in vain as our hope lies not in mortal bodies but in God and the life eternal promised us by God through faith in Christ Jesus.
” On our knees then humbly pray
for our safety, thanksgiving
Hope and Faith, again renewed
and in God’s mercy, confiding “
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(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...Dark Horse
Saturday, June 23rd, 2007
I dreamt in horror
of a mighty black horse
Dust clouds of red color
at hooves pounding force
Relentless in its hounding
waiting for me to yield
its darkness surrounding
this light inside I wield
A wall appears in sight
perhaps for me to climb
Ensued, a battle fight
amidst the test of time
I tried alone to win
against that mighty horse
but failed in bitter sin
with sighs of great remorse
In humble prayer uttered
all boastful pride God slew
Into His loving arms offered
now forgiven, then I flew
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(1 votes, average: 5 out of 5) Loading ...In retrospect
Monday, June 18th, 2007
Hide must I from the eyes
that sees through my naked soul?
Nothing harsher or colder
than the death I die each time.
Courage, courage calls me
as I listen my heartbeat stops.
Never more shall I hear
parting sighs of sad goodbyes.
Reality is fear in a haze
slowly crushing me in its grip.
I have lain in a tomb
without hope or light within.
Yet dare I gaze into the face
that holds me solely captive.
Probing, probing so deeply
cutting into my frail defences.
My senses are being awakened.
Memories pass adrift in slumber.
Until finally I arose
a phoenix from dying embers.
Free as a bird in joyful flight
soaring through the skies so vast.
Where dreams are mere illusions
but for gifts that sprang from love.
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