Thursday, December 29, 2011

Rut Land...

Rutland has come and gone, how quickly forgotten.  Life moves on and before you know it, you're lost in time wondering where that moment went. Live in the here and now or you'll have no choice for peace. Take the next hit.     .")

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Playgroup Madness

Swinging in circles and left to right.
A feeling so anxious it’s difficult to describe.
From joy to anger it’s all quite exciting.
Yes I want to be a writer and share a window to my mind.
But you can choose to reject me. 
And cover my wall with little red notes.
Go right ahead.
They’ll remain posted for all to see.
I'll just swing a little faster.
And when those straps break loose… it will be OK.
A good writer always keeps her toolbox handy.  

Friday, November 4, 2011

Su España

Su España

Our love is like a delicate flower.
Your presence is the shining sun.
Your sweet and nectar-kisses feed me.
Our survival is a tender touch.

"Our love is like a delicate flower. Your presence is the shining sun. Your sweet and nectar-kisses feed me. Our survival is a tender touch." -Annette S. on Nov. 5, 2011 in Dedication of Love to my very good friend J.A.B.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


Meanings, words, feelings
None of them make sense
Am i really so naive? --Foolish to hope in secrecy
Was i the rock that struck your waters? --yes and filled me with affliction
How was i to know my impact?
And now we're just "friends."

Friends, to be friends is not really friendly.
In this day in age, it's an acceptance 
A text here or there
A "How was your day?" and "Hope all is well"
It's surface courtesy
No deeper interpretations.

I want to be friend-friends
Share real love and affection.
I miss the companionship, the phone conversations.
Texts are mire after thoughts
And though you may be busy, there used to be time for me.

If there was a button to time, i'd hit re-do
I'd pace my steps
Research the true you

You must forgive me, I've always been greedy
I knew real love once, unconditionally given by my father.
And so i expect too much
I'll accept nothing less of stars and planets.

I've made mistakes, but i continue learning.
My intentions are good, but fall short of glory.
Don't count me out yet.

Sunday, October 16, 2011


Bitter like the coffee I drink
Sugarless and dark
Oh so glad for your new found happiness
Are you filled with butterflies? -- Such blissful anticipation.
I remember the feeling.
My heart skipped a beat.
Beautiful yellow flowers, you did declare your admiration.
Oh, a helpless romantic? -- You lied.
Words are just words, if not put into action.
What we had was a facade only surface attraction.
Once I fluttered in search of more
But found nothing but obstacles, sticky as a web that traps hopes of love
I tried to break free, but found my way back and trapped once again
The spider did attack.
Luckily for me, I am built strong.  This does hurt me now
But the feeling won’t last long.
Yes, I am bitter like my coffee
But that’s nothing a little cream can’t fix.

Monday, October 3, 2011


Night love.
You will conquer all.
Now rest your eyes.

Nos volveremos a ver
en mis sueños.
Dichosa sere cuando te tenga
enfrente denuevo.
Duermete mi vida.
Muy pronto estaremos juntos.

Ah, Le Boos

Excitement fills the air.
A glimmer of hope still lies.
Perhaps it is love after all
Maybe not.
But the possibility still kicks!
Yes, years blink by...
Just make it welcoming.
Pieces will fall together
Your puzzle is near completion.
Smile, love.

*This one's for NYC and Spain. May your love continue to flourish. <3

Sunday, October 2, 2011

The evening sail

June 6, 2011

Stay still let the wind sing.  
Invoke the senses.  
My body floats away...

Drip drip.
Such humid air.

Kreek kreek eep…
The crickets,
 The crickets

Light the candle.
Make a wish .
The air is feeling lucky.

Madre mia

Mi Cuba.
Usted que no conozco.
La que nunca olvido papá. 
Sagrada tierra de mis abuelos.
Usted que se merece respeto incondicional.  
Un día nos veremos
No sere pura Guajira
Pero orgullo Cubano nada por mis venas
Y las costumbres escandalosas y raras
No me lo quita nadie

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Violeta brillante: Flores mienten

La vida es una maravilla
No te quedes allí sentado.

Busca tu camino
Que el tiempo corre como los caballos.

Levanta tu corazón  destrozado
Que siempre hay pegamento.

Toma tu rompecabezas un día a la vez
Y recuerda que el afortunado te completara 
Pedazo a pedazo.
Sin falta.

Vive, llora, ama de verdad
o aguanta por eternidad.

Friday, September 30, 2011

The cradle trembles

Pictures taken, but none with you.
So i must go in search of new friends.

And what happened to home phones?
Nightly hours spent in tone

Those strange characters,they make no sense
But you understand me.


Thursday, September 29, 2011

Counting stars

Funny numbers, make a wish... .")

Kitchen standing, sneaky eyes
I hear them giggle, but they don't know
I've locked my secrets.

As life continues and i grow old
I want you near me

You're like my instrument, the one with missing strings

I want to play you.
                                            Lets talk again.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011


June 4, 2011

The wind dances with the chimes;
Yet all is still.
My mind is racing.
My heart wades in a pool of loneliness;
The chimes sing softly.
Peace be your friend.
Be STILL negativity.
Let go of all control.
Let rivers flow naturally
Tear down all cobble stone.
Be still.  

Tuesday, September 27, 2011


And so the world is much alive
But I am passed my sleep.
I'll need new shoes again tomorrow
Bye now, time to count my sheep.