April is National Poetry Month: Day 16

In light of  yesterday’s tragedy let’s pause and reflect: Terrorism is not random, it is meant for an intended and specific target. Fear is: False Evidence Appearing Real. So let us not bow down to their imposition; instead let’s face them with our faith….

 

One Word

Things go’round and ’round

What was, is now,yesterday’s funk-

And now it’s back to revisit.

 

The wise man said:

“The sun sees nothing new.”

The wise man said:

“The Word written today,

will one day save the dead.”

 

‘Round and ’round it all goes

A single drop of blood shed

Washes the world clean

And saves all who were dead.

-Eva Santiago Copyright 2013

 

 

April is National Poetry Month: Day 7

A Competition Asked for a 2 line Rhyme with the most romantic first line but least romantic second line:

 Funniest Poem Ever

This is the winning poem. 

My darling,my lover,my beautiful wife
Marrying you screwed up my life.

I see your face when I am dreaming
That’s why I always wake up screaming

Kind,intelligent,loving and hot
This describes everything you are not.

I thought that I could love no other—
That Is until I met your brother.

Roses are red,violets are blue,sugar is sweet and so are you
But those roses are wiliting,the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.

I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don’t take that paper bag off your face.

I love your smile, your face and your eyes—
Damn, I’m good at telling lies!

My love,you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?

My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except maybe,”Go to hell”

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts tequila, one part lime

 

http://www.indiabroadband.net/jokes-humor/19660-funniest-poem-ever.html

 

 

365 Snap Shots of Life: Day 237

Live!

 

I find that people who put themselves in a box are blasé and quite boring…

 They spend their drab lives asleep, loudly snoring, while life slips by them…

Then, one day, they wake up and are  upset because they claim that those of us who enjoy our lives are being loud and rude; our busy and productive lives make so much noise, it awoke them! Well, I’ll tell ya- excuse me for stepping on your boring and mundane toes. If my too-much activity stirs you to anger, well then, perhaps it’s for your good. Wake up! Take a chance!

Smell the roses, and I don’t mean the one you’ve picked out to deck your early coffin. Live and let live! Yes, this means you! Praise Him who made you. Stop your whining and complaining. Be glad He chose to keep you alive!

-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012

 

HAVE A GREAT WEEK-END EVERYONE!!! 🙂

365 Snap Shots of Life: Day 208

Some people will get along once you sit both of them down and help them see that their difference can help them if they want to. I have 2 amazing daughter who at times don’t get along because they both focus on their negative qualities too much. My daughters are as different as sand paper is to cotton. Years ago I saw this and I knew it would be their stumbling block. Today I sat them down and I explained that each could take from the other; my oldest daughter is verbal, strongly opinionated and out going. My 2nd daughter is quiet, reserved and shy. So I told the oldest one to learn to be a bit reserved and I told my second daughter to stop worrying so much about people’s opinions and be more out going. See, I believe we were all put in this life to learn from one another.

I once told a woman  I wished I was more like her because she was always quiet. She looked at me in amazement and she said that she wished she were more like me; outgoing and confident. You never know how you affect a person. Since that day I quit trying to be something other than what God made me.

This poem, another one of my edits from my new book soon to be released, Salsa! The Taste of Life, is a brief observation on love. I hope you appreciate it and I look forward to your feed back.

Amor

True love is when it’s not about you.

True love knows how to bow out gracefully.

True love is me, reassuring the well-being of both our souls.

True love is knowing when to speak and when to be quiet.

True love is not pushy or antsy,

True love doesn’t care about fancy.

-Eva Santiago Copyright 2012