Hope

I hold you 

and wish your tears away

like a flock of birds flying away.

My desire to wash your pain

is ambitious and unreasonable,

but it is my desire,

even for a moment

or an hour.

I want to hold fireflies in my palm,

so you could smile,

let them play hide and seek with you,

let you dream.

I want your wounded heart to heal

and find solace.

Like a flower 

let your petals of sorrow

shed into the wind.

Let the wind carry it

far away from you.

Let the seed of hope 

grow in your heart again.



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Questions

The trees whisper in the woods,

dancing to the sound of the wind.

The sun rose holding secrets

of the night.

My thoughts once raging,

left diluted by sadness.

Why do we have to lose

someone we love,

to celebrate our life,

to savor the days

and feel the joy in the simple and mundane.

We weather the storm

and extract wisdom 

from the lesson learned.

Why do we have to feel depleted

before we discover life again

and all it's wonder.

The wine glass half consumed,

winks back.

Life is not perfect,

life is not a Hallmark card.

Sometimes life is fought in trenches,

lines are blurred,

with sorrow comes rediscovery,

questions unanswered.

Slowly we sip the

other half.  

I want to thank all of you for your kind comments for Jacob and his family. I appreciate each and every one. Please meet us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.

Jacob

Your spirit will live in the woods,

running wild and free.

Your spirit will dance through 

the Sequoia trees.

Your spirit will shine

brightest among the stars.

Your spirit will frolic in

the waves of the ocean.

Your spirit will live in

the house you dwelt in

with your soul mate.

Your spirit will live in your daughters eyes.

Your spirit will live in green vineyards

under a turquoise sky.

Your spirit will live in vibrant

flowers blooming in the spring.

Your spirit will live in

everyone you touched,

your soul soaring high.

Goodbye my friend,

until we meet again.

My cousin Jacob passed away Saturday at 5 A.M.  Many of you sent prayers when I first posted this poem http://asunkissedlife-ayala.blogspot.com/2011/10/battle.html. He was a warrior that fought his battle bravely. He was a wonderful human being, a great husband and father. He touched people with his spirit and everyone gravitated toward his kindness and the light in his eyes. Our hearts ache for Rena, Dalia, and Stephanie, his wife and his daughters. Our hearts ache that he left all of us. He will forever be in our hearts.

May he rest in peace.

Life

Kernels of wisdom

to chew or spit.

We die a little every day

I tell you.

The migraine invades the night

and robs me of my sleep.

New York is waiting,

a carriage ride in Central park,

a sandwich at the deli,

cheesecake at the Plaza.

I choose not to linger in thoughts 

of tomorrow,

getting old,

dying.

I want to soak in today

Tomorrow is not promised,

fragments of us,

half conversations.

Words withheld,

dreams I must contain

while my soul longs 

for the moment.

Abandon my words,

abandon my wishes.

I turn the light on within,

the moths of my soul linger feasting.

Unclutter my mind,

drink from my well,

captivated by the light

and this dance called life.

Squeeze the nectar,

taste,

savor

tomorrow may never come.




I celebrated my birthday Sunday and I wrote this one night at 4 A.M while a migraine kept me company. Today is also my three year blog anniversary. 

Three years ago today I began "A Sun Kissed Life". I was broken after losing both my parents. This blog brought me salvation and took me on a journey that I never imagined possible. I found a community of thinkers, poets, bloggers, writers that have become friends. Their words and support shined a light inside me. Thousands of comments later, I feel blessed and I want to say, "thank you" . I wanted to quit a couple of times and your support and love carried me to a better place. I will always be grateful.

Thank you.

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My Rant

A penny for your thoughts,

a dime for your poem,

what are we all searching for?

A pedestal to stand on,

a mention,

a comment,

or to leave a mark on this world?

To scatter our thoughts which

we claim to be true,

wisdom learned from

pain and living.

We all learned a lesson

or two,

perhaps several lessons.

We have been there at one time or another,

lied to,

cheated on,

betrayed,

abandoned.

We are all connected,

I feel your pain,

sharp on my skin.

This is not my war,

but I have fought other battles,

and if this gate is open

I will run towards you.

I will lift you 

with a kind word,

a smile that warms you,

I will scatter sunshine

 on your cloudy days.

I will let distress and bitterness

dissipate.

I want to save one soul,

one life,

one dream,

today.

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