When they asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up I said I wanted to build Bridges. they said my darling dear you are too getting too big for your britches. I wanted to know why we were so adverse to the idea of the converse of reclusion. Subjecting ourselves to seclusion will only deteriorate our state of being as we sink further into the flood Waters bought on by our own inaction. But it's more than just an idea, pencil on blueprint. It's an incarnation of the purpose of providing safe passage; if you so choose to traverse rivers, canyon, and ridges, then you must start with one foot on the bridges.
Life liberty and the pursuit of a connection is the reason why I find myself on this bridge right now. I have grown and known that Every bridge is a two way street. I can only stretch my hand so far, you must meet me at a point that is equidistant between the opposing lands upon which you and I stand. Take my hand and build a bridge with me, something sturdy. This entails more than your mental. Start at whatever end you want to, but you must start with two parties willing to go beyond the law of gravity, seemingly suspended in mid-air.
Take these lessons on bridge building, and use them. Because if in the end, there is no safe Passage- burn them.

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Friday, October 20, 2017 Posted in | | 0 Comments »

is the enemy
but it works for me
when i'm wondering
what the furture holds
should i be bold
or should i fall back
not stress
mull in my own diress
every time the dust settles
something comes along to meddle
from myself
what i felt
when you ignored my calls
you dick
you prick
but calling you names
won't make me not feel the same
way that i do
adandoned by you
so i mustn't let the silt
settle so much it builds
a wall around me
so that water can't surround me
and carry me
to the open ocean
where I can be free.

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Tuesday, October 4, 2016 Posted in | , , , , , | 1 Comments »

Part 1
I will remember you fondly, love.
You, and your smile.
Still wish I could have seen you again,
Since it had been a long, long while.
I sang for your mother
Because there are spoken no words
Your father, inconsolable
You were their world.
These tears that I cry
Are falling in vain,
Because they're for you,
But you're not in danger, you're not in pain.
Say hello to my Abuela,
I'm sure you'll see her there
Smile, dance, be merry and free
There is still love to spare.


Part 2
This is how I want you to remember me
How you should carry me
When I shared with thee
How beautiful my life could be.
But I chose another route
Because you were too tall for me
And I don't mean that you were taller than me
In those heels you love to wear so much.
Dance on, my love
Be happy, be free, be strong
Because you were there
You were there
You were there
All along.
I missed them,
The chances
And amidst circumstances.
You missed me...
You missed me
Don't miss me
Don't cry for me.
You were right where you needed to be.
You know where I am.
"I'm king of the world."
But no, for real
I'm all around you.
I got you.
Go get yours.
Look, the sun is shining.
Go enjoy.

But I don't want to go.
I'm... Okay.

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Saturday, July 30, 2016 Posted in | , , , , , | 0 Comments »

Her shadows did not scare her.
She scaled high rises
as she let her arms reach for the sky.
She never asked why.
She never wished it be longer,
For she knew if she slowed time now, there would be no room left
for tomorrow.
Cherish today, yes, and await what comes next.

#itsmissflyvida #poetry #poet from #theboogiedown #Bronx

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Sunday, June 26, 2016 Posted in | , , , , , | 0 Comments »

When the risk to stay
Tightly closed
In a bud
Dug my nails into my palms
Turned my eyelids inside out
From being shut too tight

Free me
Release me
Allow my tongue to speak loudly
My hips to swing
Let my dress
Between legs that move too fast
And colors
Can never be too loud

They won't stifle
My song
That plays through the high notes
In my eyes
My smile radiates beams
That will not be blacked out
By can't and don't

Towers never too tall
All the better to jump from
Catch wind under my wings
That will take me to sail
Over waters of uncertainty
Let them stretch
Over infinity.

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Saturday, April 30, 2016 Posted in | , , , , , , , | 0 Comments »

He loves me, he loves me not
And therefore will not love myself...

This girl is ending up in lost and found she
lost her way, sadness on her face
Always afraid that she won't make the grade.

She feels the weight of the world on her back
Steals looks across the room just to get her honor back.

On her back.

She believes that her value lies within him.
Even though she was taught that what she was doing was a sin.
Lost in her ways
Losing her days
Wasting away
Underneath the sheets of another.

Even if they were her own,
Still, she wouldn't be home.

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Thursday, January 21, 2016 Posted in | , , , , , , , , , , , , | 0 Comments »

I'll love you tonight
So you'll remember it
for the rest of your life.

I need to leave
before you wake
before you see.

The tears in my eyes-
the ones that were there
since last night.

You made me love you.

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Monday, December 28, 2015 Posted in | , , , , , , , , , , | 0 Comments »

I give myself just a moment
to ride the last of the tide
before it retreats for the night.
Reach for the sunlight
as it creeps over the horizon.
Just one more time.
To feel your warmth surround me.

I am so desperate
to have another millisecond
with the ones that mean the most.
In the place I am most at peace
Before I return to the battlegrounds,
When I'll return, I can't say...

...The past
can haunt you.
Or it can remind you
of where you come from.
It can foretell the future,
if you listen closely.
It can rewrite you, define you,
or remind you
to never be defined
by what happened.

But by what will happen.
By what you decide to do,
Who you decide to be...

...But you,
You are not my past,
You are my future.
I have not met you before,
But my smile
is reflected in yours.

One more time
I say goodbye to the tide,
for you will be anew tomorrow,
But forever we will be together.
For even when I walk away
You will be steadfast when I return.

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Sunday, December 27, 2015 Posted in | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 0 Comments »

She gets freaked out by the contents of my closet.
Howls at the chips that I keep in my pocket.

When I only have time to hold the jar
of salsa to dip Scoops and raising the bar.

To make food more "mobile",
to give me convenience
And I get made fun of,
Give me some lenience!

There's no room in the cupboard
so the P.B.'s in my dresser.
Of all your pet peeves
I hope the P.B.'s the lesser. 

Where's the spaghetti, you ask?
I keep that in the closet, next to the sauce, in the back.

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Friday, December 11, 2015 Posted in | , , , , , , , , | 0 Comments »

They used to come
in the dead of night.
I was afraid of my dreams.
But demons,
Demons have no shame.
they tap my shoulder in the morning.
they mock me with the sun.
Because they know
I will turn away
Because I'm too busy
trying to stay astray
from them.
When what I really want to do
is stay under the covers
because monsters forget
you have a great hiding spot.
But I rise
Just to be sure I'm still alive.

But no matter,
"Free ride, get in her hide
maybe today we'll eat her alive.
Enter at her fingertips
run through her veins,
make her think that today is the same,
as any other day
as every other day
where she will try her best to shake distress
but there's still hell to pay."

I walk past strangers,
I smile and say
"I hope you have a marvelous day."
God forgive me,
I know I said I'd never lie
but there's no reason for them to feel the same as I.

I guess the first step in recovery
Is admitting you need help.

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Friday, December 4, 2015 Posted in | , , , , , | 0 Comments »