A fool a fool
Many times before
Can't be a fool for you
Not again no more

Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Morning
Early morning
I rise before the sun
I hear the call already
Of the Chachalaca
I yawn
I stretch my arms to God
I pray for rain
To wet my chile pepper seeds
I pushed them into the ground yesterday
I pray for strength
To ignore father's biting words
I can't predict may come
I must work hard today
Days are for that
Nights I rest
Up
Time to brew a cup
I pray
I do my best
I rise before the sun
I hear the call already
Of the Chachalaca
I yawn
I stretch my arms to God
I pray for rain
To wet my chile pepper seeds
I pushed them into the ground yesterday
I pray for strength
To ignore father's biting words
I can't predict may come
I must work hard today
Days are for that
Nights I rest
Up
Time to brew a cup
I pray
I do my best
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Secret Kiss
Behind the house
Between two water tanks
We snuggle
Your legs close to your chest
My arm uses your thigh as a rest
Neighbor banana tree shades us
Her palms sway with the wind
Almond tree in Mister yard
Protects us from view
So we may kiss
As secret lovers do
Before raindrops fall
And Mister finds us
Hurry soon I miss you
Between two water tanks
We snuggle
Your legs close to your chest
My arm uses your thigh as a rest
Neighbor banana tree shades us
Her palms sway with the wind
Almond tree in Mister yard
Protects us from view
So we may kiss
As secret lovers do
Before raindrops fall
And Mister finds us
Hurry soon I miss you
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Think Too Much
Days grow short
Nights stretch long
Tomorrow holds no guarantee
It is not the movies
Where the guy gets the girl
Held up in a furnished place
I feel withdrawing
A mood transcending
Introspective
When is my growth
Soul searching
I am the one that matters
Enjoying my company
Craving solitude
Longing inner peace
What I don't know won't hurt
The party does not tempt
I will not glamour up
I want to be alone
In my thoughts
There I am free
Or am I
You are what you think
I think I am a fool
Nights stretch long
Tomorrow holds no guarantee
It is not the movies
Where the guy gets the girl
Held up in a furnished place
I feel withdrawing
A mood transcending
Introspective
When is my growth
Soul searching
I am the one that matters
Enjoying my company
Craving solitude
Longing inner peace
What I don't know won't hurt
The party does not tempt
I will not glamour up
I want to be alone
In my thoughts
There I am free
Or am I
You are what you think
I think I am a fool
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Afternoon Dung
Went for manure at the farm
Wearing a tee and cap terribly warm
Gonna mix it with red sand
Spread it on my land
And watch the trees grow big and strong
Before I left I had a funny
Twenty cows began to surround me
Dashed to get my last bag
Stepped on a clump
My foot sunk
And I was stuck for a few
Wet cow poo
All in my shoe
Ewwww
Wearing a tee and cap terribly warm
Gonna mix it with red sand
Spread it on my land
And watch the trees grow big and strong
Before I left I had a funny
Twenty cows began to surround me
Dashed to get my last bag
Stepped on a clump
My foot sunk
And I was stuck for a few
Wet cow poo
All in my shoe
Ewwww
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