2018: SAVOR the Moment

2018: SAVOR the Moment

Happy 2018!!

Thank you to all my faithful readers who still follow this blog ๐Ÿ™‚

What a roller coaster of a year 2017 was. I’m looking forward to things slowing down a bit so that I can savor the moment!

I’m also studying a lot and my writing is on an upward growth curve. I’m back so don’t think that I’ve abandoned this blog that I started back in the summer of 2011. My oh my, how time flies when we’re having fun!

Eva Santiago COPYRIGHT 2018

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OUR YESTERDAYS

Our yesterdays become today’s poetry

What mis-guided steps we took in earlier days

Become the compass to guide or mis-guide us through life’s tempests in later years

Our flood of tears that overwhelmed us as babes

Water and keep fertile our heart’s soil in our golden years

Our early attempts at art:

Our stick figures we clumsily drew and our finger paintings

Become the force behind master strokes

On the masterpiece we paint of our whole life

The notes we failed to carry when we were tone deaf

Become the notes angelic beings carry to and fro

Up and down Jacob’s ladder

Aligning the celestial harmonies

Between our heavenly residence and our earthly abode

The multitude of our unanswered questions

We asked while at our parent’s knees

Become our song’s lyrics

The stuff of our novels , stories and poems

We are greater than the sum of earth’s square footage

We are greater than the power of all rulers, past and present combined

Our greatness emanates from the Divine!

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A WORLD OBSCENE

A WORLD OBSCENE

A world obscene

Is this what they get from us?

Where wrong is right

And right is wrong

Ever since the lines got blurred

And our cosmic speech became slurred

A world obscene

Is that what we’re leaving them?

Can we fix it?

Do we dare try?

Do we even want to?

Or are we too busy passing the collection plate

Hoping against hope

Religion wins their precious souls

We must step up!

Own what we’ve done

Let’s begin by admitting we didn’t care

As much as we were supposed to

Let’s create for them a new scene

I beg of you

Let’s not leave them a world undone

Let’s not leave them a world obscene.

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What’s in a Name?

What’s in a name?

Your character

Your personality

Your quirks

Your demons

Your warrior angel

Your frustrations

Your hidden intentions

Your truth

Your lies

Some change their birth names, ending chapters to stormy pasts

Some out grow their birth names

Still, some take on new appellations in search of new identities

Our names, name our past, present and future

Our names make, or break us

Our names are not etched in stone

But some can be found in Heaven’s book of Life!

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Love Requires Relationship

Love Requires Relationship

How love dies:

When selfishness stabs it repeatedly

When betrayal bares ugly baby twins: Fear and Doubt

When truth is incessantly violated by a violent violator

Lies kill love quicker than Jaws devoured ย the flesh of a hundred victims

Crooked hearts fuck up tender hearts

Everything must die for anything to matter

And thus, lost love is found

Better to have been found than to stay perpetually lost

Independence kills love;

Love dies at the hand of lovers committing a million acts of independence

Love requires relationship:

To deny love of such, is to put your lover’s soul into an eternal state of spiritual anorexia

Love dies from careless lies whispered in the dark

Love dies when you unravel its mystery…

EVA SANTIAGO COPYRIGHT 2015

STRANGE CREATURES

STRANGE CREATURES

We are such strange creatures!

We have to leave, to miss, and to be missed

We need space,to feel closer to our loved ones

We have to give, to receive

We have to die, to live

We have to have known loss, so we can appreciate

We have to have known darkness,so we can shine brightly through our being

We have to have been lost, to ย know the warm feeling of being loved and accepted

We have to be orphaned, in order to be adopted

We have to have tasted great hatred, so we can become great lovers

We have to have been buried, so we can sprout back up to life

We have to have been cut deeply and wide open, for blood to gush out, ushering in true healing

We have to have been cut, in order to be sutured

We have to have seen chaos, to appreciate harmony

We have to have heard cacophony, so we can ย hear beautiful sounds….

EVA SANTIAGO COPYRIGHT 2015

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Us Parents, We’re Weird Like That

We hope our kids are growing

Then get sad when they do

Us parents, we’re weird like that

We hope they grow more independent

And when they take off on their own

We cry

We hope they need us less and less

Once they do, we wring our hands and pace the floor with worry

We hope our kids leave the nest

And once they do,

We’re devastated

We hope they find true love

And once they do,

We hope they won’t have too many heart breaks

We hope our kids grow up to be amazing people

And once they do

We hope they don’t forget us

Ahhh yes, parental complexity knows no bounds!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2015