Rich Heart Poor Starts by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/31/2020 There’s an excitement that builds in me and it’s a weapon or a cureI have ideas that swirl fast about what to build and what we may endureEveryday I get emails of opportunities to help me give and provide moreYet, when I read the prerequisites I’m…
I’m up late again. That wasn’t the plan but none of these effing pills are calming me down. It’s physical and mental. It’s horrible and useless. It’s drought with agitation without a definitive cause. The mindful breathing isn’t even slowing my heart rate and I’m lying down. I’m annoyed for no reason. I want to…
Broken Bottles by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/28/2020 We’ve all done itDropped the glass you seeHad a little too much and barely reacted as it shattered from a careless elbow or kneeThat poison in our veinsThat socially acceptable normal we covet to ease our daily painsIt’s wine, spirits and drinks on the rocksWe don’t really care…
Horizon Dusk by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/26/2020 The mind is a calamity on the approaching horizonIt speaks of wants as needs and has you buy themThere was a day when we once only lived for a smileHow long ago were those days and where is that inner child? There’s fire in the distance and it’s…
Blessed Nightfall by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/24/2020 I stay up way later than anyone should, but I’ve fallen in love with the silenceThe world sleeps, the heat is gone and no one talks to me so I find my sweet balanceIt’s a torture at times when I’m left alone to my rhymes but I rarely…
Poisoned Air by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/23/2020 There’s a vapor in my lungsSometimes it’s weak most times it’s strongI fear death less than mostIt’s only because I understand the destined coastI put poison on my skinIt keeps the bugs away on humid windsYet it will kill me slowly if used everydaySometimes I wonder why we…
Artist unknown Show Yourselves Angels #poetryBy Alejandro N. Marrero 7/20/2020 There’s always time at hand for you to pause your soaring up high to below and landThere are beings who need help stranded in impossible places that yearn for your own salvation and to be cradles in your celestial handsThis fractured mind of mine wishes…
Immortal Friend by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/18/2020 Long decades past a mind so sharp we felt immortalThere was nothing anyone could say or do or any challenge that was a struggleWith a flap of my wings we rose above the mundane above it highest aweNever imagining the higher our body’s soared the greater the sights…
Bind My Hands by Alejandro N. Marrero 7/14/2020 I held enough guilt without your visited and shaking proclamationsNo matter how good my hospitality or my consistently wholesome intentionsProviding sanctuary for those who tilted sideways before they left your careI offered my home, gardens, laughter and things apparently offensive for an hour and change unawares As…
