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2 years ago, he left for good…

Our good, that is

2 years later, things that had to fall in place,have

Things that had to run by the wayside,did

Things that are still together

Are holding beautifully and without much effort

2 years ago, I didn’t know if I’d make it on my own

2 years later, indeed, I have!!

2 years ago, I needed reassurance that my life altering decision was the right one

Not just for me;for my kids too

2 years later, I only wonder why I waited so long

2 years ago, I wondered If I would regret ending it

2 years later, I stand firmly by my decision and I boldly proclaim:

I regret very little in this short life span I’ve lived

I have loved walking this path

Here’s to the many steps that I’ve left to take!!!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2015

Storytellers/Talks

I am posting a couple of poems written by a 13 year old  dancer  and aspiring poet . -Eva

Storytellers

dancers are mimes
we express ourselves
through our
movements,
no words.
if your act
tells a story,
I think it’s one of
the most
beautiful things.
if not, you need to
get out of the
box and tell it.

dd decola

dd
TALKS

I’m Deanna. Most know me by DD, which is how I write my name on some poems I have written. I’m a dancer, dance has been a part of my life for awhile, since I was two. I’m in 7th grade, in Las Vegas Nevada. Dance helps me with my writing, and so do my experiences. My dream is to become a professional dancer, along with being a writer/poet.

FANCY PRISONS

A prison can be found in the confines of a 3 million dollar mansion

A prison can be found in the interior of the latest Ferrari model

Prisons are all around

What keeps you from chasing after your dreams?

That’s your prison

Who controls your mind?

They are your prison warden

Why did you never believe you could fly?

A prison is waiting there for you…on that island that surrounds that lie

You know the one

You heard it from the time you could understand

You came here to be free

And some one stole the sparkle from your eyes

Some one chopped off the tail to your kite

Telling you it wasn’t long or short enough…and you believed them…

Some one said you sucked at singing

That your voice is flatter than a pan cake

And you chose not to let your vocal chords sing another note

Some one told you couldn’t dream great dreams

So you chose to live a night mare

Some one told you you’re too poor  to make your dreams come true

That only the rich are allowed to dream…you believed them…

All you had to do was reject the bullshit lies

But you went on and embraced them instead

You chose a prison to spend all of your days in

You chose to line your pockets with money

So you wouldn’t have to live feeling the pain of the lie

You have friends, but you hate them all

You have people who need your help

And you hate them too

There are people who love you

And you can’t receive their love because you don’t allow yourself visitors inside your self- made prison

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2014

BUSY MIND #5

Roam if you want to.
Go where you want to.
Feel what you want, or don’t.
See what you want or, don’t.
Say what you want,or don’t.
Laugh only if it’s funny to you.
Cry only if it moves you.
Own yourself and be proud of yourself.
Hug if you want to or don’t.
Kiss if you feel like it or don’t.
Dance in the rain or don’t.

Walk when you feel like walking and don’t let anyone make you run if you don’t want to.

Share only if you want to because sometimes there are things that only belong to you.

Say no when you want to.
Say yes only when you want to.
Say, “ I love you.” Only when you want to and not because it was expected of you.

Be shy when you want to and when you want to be bold do it.
Be true only to you and own your truth.
Dance with someone or alone-but do it anyway.
Go where there are people or stay in alone.
Look at the sunset or don’t.
Write a love letter and keep it forever or not.
Write a love story and share or take it to your grave.
Compose a love song and sing it or not.
Whatever you do, do it for you!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013

April is National Poetry Month: Day 22

THE LAST TEXT

I love dance because I truly believe it is poetry in motion. I’ve always had a special place in my heart for dancers. Please watch this powerful video where dancers bring to life a very real threat to our safety every time we get in a car. These young dancers put to motion what words do to warn us. Keep in mind that texting and driving are as deadly as being drunk or high while trying to drive. BE SAFE!

SALSA! at the BOOK BOUTIQUE

Hello everyone! My week stay in Atlanta was wonderful! I have photos to post up from my 2 book signings for SALSA!. They will be up soon. Now, I am happy to announce I’ll be having another book signing at the Book Boutique located on 19 W. Pacific Ave. Henderson, NV. So please mark Saturday, February 23rd on your calendar because I want to see you there from 12 to 2pm.

Salsa high res cover

Vegas Valley Book Festival 2012

I participated in this year’s Vegas Valley Book Festival today! My books didn’t come in yet so I didn’t have any to sell at this event. So I had some flyers made up and I went there anyway to enjoy the day, meet new people and get the word out about Salsa! the Taste of Life, my new book. I don’t let anything stop me!

As it turned out, I am glad I went and there was a happy surprise! I was able to read excerpts from Salsa! in front of a captive audience. I love it when things fall together better than when I plan them . I call that serendipity. Here are some pictures from the event. I plan to attend the next one in 2013 and I am sure I will have books to sell then. “When life hands me lemons, I bake a lemon merengue pie!!” -Eva 😀

-Eva Santiago copyright 2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Like How it Feels!!

I’ve been pouring over my proof copy of SALSA! The Taste of Life, my new book coming out soon to your local bookstores. It occurred to me that I am in a great place in my life right now ! Then this song popped in my head and so I had to share it with you, my amazing audience. So now I’ll get back to some more weeding out of last minute typos! HAPPY LABOR DAY 🙂

 

365 Snap Shots of Life Day: 204

 Salsa! The Taste of Life, my new book is soon to be released and here is another one of my edited poems. Life is a dance! Some of us move and flow with the music. Others have a hard time following or even keeping up at all. Enjoy your day with your loved ones as you read this poem ask yourself, when was the last time I really let my hair down and danced? If you haven’t, and it’s been a while, just go for it. if you are like me who is still dancing after everything life has thrown at me, then grab someone’s hand who hasn’t danced in a while and dance! 

Dancin’ Shoes

Pointe Shoes

 

Teach me Your dance,

show me Your steps.

Put Your rhythms in my feet,

make me follow Your beat,

make me follow Your lead.

I want to dance to the sounds,

of Your holy music.

You initiated this pas de deux long ago;

Pas de Deux

as You formed me in seclusion.

I’m just now awakening,

to the joyous serenade.

All my life I waited and waited,

for the dance to commence.

It began on the day that You took my hand,

and invited me to dance;

now I know I will tango, mambo,

Mambo
Tango

paso doble,

Paso Doble

salsa,

Salsa Dance

my way into eternity.

I will not be a mere guest,

because I am already a member in this heavenly ball!

-Eva Santiago copyright 2012