VA POEM

By: Ada M. Alvarez Conde

VETERANS AFFAIRS FAREWELL

V -Veterans are those who served The Nation

E - Everyday thanking that they made it back home

T- Thinking of those they were fighting for

E – Every child, every husband or wife, freedom

R- Reunited in experiences

A- Adjusting after a War

N- Now reunited in a

S- System dedicated to give back

A- An office that helps the people that

F- Fought for what they believed was right

F- Following the words of Abraham Lincoln

A- A promise kept is their guide

I- In their hands The Nations heroes

R- Reliable service a pioneer,

S - Service at its best

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Primer poema del 2007- First poem 2007

Felicidades a todos, he aqui un poema-cancion...

Your free to ask...

Weightless shadow you drain my laugh.
Time, thanks, you brought the coincidence,
You bring the doubt, you are hope.
The end of the tunnel was a drawing of the glory of sadness.
Far away from here, you are closer than my heart beat,
And in a piano melody I trap your laughter.
I hold on to the prayer of a song I had forever,
A song I gave to you.
With the furniture, with the air, I feel you,
Like the wind, the ghost reminds me,
The immortality of the past,
How the future does die.
Turn into light my angel,
Return to my energy,
Don’t turn into ashes.
In the arms of the angel I cry,
And some comfort I find,
Resting in the cloud,
Singing in the rain,
I promised to share with you.
Come what may, you will be my fire,
You will be my only true love.

A tear cleaned your cheek.
Come what may, you are here.
I don’t need glasses to see how deep you are in me.

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Poem I liked from Kim Jensen from her novel; The women I left behind

A tour of the ruins,
The color of everything is the color of mourning.

A tour of the house of al-Andalus,
The forgotten path to the gardens.

In the dream of defeat,
delicate creations are thrown to the sea.

Was it me who left last night
or did you leave me?

Or was it the stranger within each of us
Slowly taking leave, step by step, before the final farewell?

(Novela sobre la relacion intercultural entre un palestino y una americana, interesante.)

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Why?

Why? Why? why?
It has started the doom of solitude,
Yet again, it’s gone with the wind.
In my shoes, walk in sleep,
Who would want to be me?
I have brought my cross,
In my broken heart.
I’m holding to memories,
Not to facts,
I loved you yesterday,
Loved you back in the days,
Now you’re just a lullaby song,
And I’m again in the same page
of my book.
It’s seems I’m out of ink.
Fear was my enemy,
Today I’m the enemy of the forgotten,
Yet I’m chained by the uncertainties of life.
Seeking masks to reality,
Facing challenges with bravery,
I’m a Warrior to the world,
But to my heart, I’m just a kid in the corner,
Hiding from a threat, screaming for mercy,
Faith and help.

OCT 27, 2006

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Some reflexions with a prayer

Come and guide me guardian angel, father, blood. Come and save me from this mission I don’t get to hold up, chose. Tell me please what I should do. My wings are broken, my hearts so heavy is becoming like you, ashes. Let me be God, your daughter, let me have words and sentences I could understand. Let me be your follower, don’t let me be my own enemy. I don’t want to fall in a gray shadow of the past or just an imagination from the future. I hear the music and see you flying oh feelings, thru my window, near you. You hold me up when I was dying, you gave me a reason and now I’m again alone. Like a felon of my own decisions, like a pain receiver. A song says only a person that suffers will be able to cure broken hearts. I can see that. Let me be your pacifier, your savior, let me be your wings. You are now on my hips, forever. And I just don’t know what to feel. Confused as in a labyrinth that saved me. Alone like a letter waiting for someone to release it. Let me be loved oh father, loved and mostly brave. I want to be free, but I guess my own chain is my misery. My misery is my salvation and my creations, my legacy. Let it be love in the world, let me be. Let the words come of my mind, pass to my hands. Let it be normal, I guess, for a girl like me to write will tears clean this keyboard. Make me believe in my mission. Help me say no. Help me now that I am seeing a path that doesn’t exist. Help me be someone you would be proud of. Don’t go never of the seats you used to sit to wait for me. Don’t let me forget how you sang to me. Don’t let me forget how your trusted me, because only then I felt really loved, only then I felt God, only then I didn’t feel abandoned. Now that I don’t have you, I miss you. But I see you in everything I do, and ask myself what would you do? I do not ask for pity, don’t ask for miracles. I just want to let my insecurities away, I want to speak out loud, I don’t want to be afraid. I want to save the world, but now, who in the world will save me.
Love me for me, oh father like always. And in this father’s day I don’t hear you, let me be near you for a moment. Don’t just appear, just come inside me and make me feel. Make me feel a reason, make me feel my angel, make me feel needed. Let the night be my watcher, let the day be my hope. Let the names be my obstacles, let my sun to be love. Even if I’m alone again father, please help me. Don’t let me forget you, help me chose, help me talk, let God be my guide, let me be the girl you saved once upon a time. Let me be your daughter again, help my pride, let me cry, but most of all let my soul fly, let my fears die, let my spirit rise.

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The moon (poema que hice en 11)

Like an eye, rests the moon,
it shines so bright that I have to shut my eyes.
To live like a stone so still,
to die on a mountains hill.

The moon sees it all,
because everything occurs at night,
when the finger of God turns into a cloud,
and changes the switch of the blue wall.

It is on the night, the dark,
where everything we don’t see happens,
were the bloody rain runs,
and rests on my body.

It’s on the night, my hole,
where my spirit shuts the door,
of all that happened in a day,
the moon it’s the only one.

It protects me with her silver wings,
with it rounded lens,
and sees beyond my house,
and let’s me sleep in peace.

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