(2015)
To my globe-trotting sister...
Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…
I locked the past in a little box Hidden in a corner of my mind Around it, a yellow ribbon That someone left behind... Sometimes, I go and open it
Skimming the calm ocean surface Hovering then flapping its wings The gray pelican hunts for food Predator in the scheme of things Swiftly an arrow up the skies
Porcelain beauty Understated elegance Graceful and restrained But beneath, wanton desires Overwhelm her heart and mind
As a youth, I felt like superman An immortal, an ultimate warrior But life tempered my outlook Sadly, now I have become a worrie… © F Aparici
From her hands the sun, The wisdom of the ages From her lips they flow In my universe Her words are nuggets of truth
Not a Sonnet I was alone in the house, Saturda… About to nap; opted instead to be… The theme or the story? That I kn… A tragic tale; or newlyweds on a h…
Summers used to be pleasant In the air the ocean’s salty scent Lows in the low seventies Highs in the low nineties Clear deep blue skies
The strong breeze blew my cap away Chasing after it was simply futile And I watched it fly over the qua… Into the sea; and I could but smi… For it’s been that kind of a day
It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim
With no time pieces Yet they were able to see Days getting shorter The cavemen fearful Sun will disappear from view
Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance
A sweet smile twinkle in her eyes Happiness unmistakable Squealing she runs to her mother Excitement uncontrollable Watching her reaction priceless
The donkey said the grass is blue And I agreed wholeheartedly With a big grin he bid adieu Left me all alone finally With a donkey never argue
the pitter-patter of the rain lulled him into deep sleep dreams, the gods did ordain he didn’t even count sheep! and he saw her in a dream