Tag: United States

April is National Poetry Month: Day 14

MASQUERADE BALL

A man with everything

Always lacks some one

Don’t let ’em fool ya

People who brag about being some one-

Are usually no one

People who think themselves poor

Are actually quite rich

People who think they’ve arrived

Usually have a gazillion miles to go

People who think they shine

Are actually a galore of bore

People who think they’re hot

Are truly not

People who think too much

Do the thinking of the ones who don’t

People who think they are blind,

can actually see..if they so choose to.

People who claim they can’t hear-

Hear more than they let on

People who think themselves puny-

are usually the hidden giants among us.

People who think they’ve nothing to say-

Are the ones you wish would stay

People who think themselves mighty

Should see themselves first as lowly

People who think themselves dull

Are actually great beacons of  light,

leading ships into harbor

that have lost all their sight.

People who think themselves wise

Are usually the ones who fall for all their lies

Don’t judge a book by its cover?

Yeah, don’t be too quick to judge a man

Sit still in his presence

Soon you’ll see his true lover.

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MUJER HERMOSA

Beautiful woman that you are
How could it be that you strayed so far
How could it be you never saw
That you are a brightly lit star

Beautiful woman that you are
Why did you walk on
Why didn’t you look in the mirror
Te escondiste en la mar.

Beautiful woman, lovely is your name
You’re all what they say and so much more
Now it’s your time go on and proclaim-
“I’ve changed for the better and I’ll never be the same!”

-Eva Santiago copyright 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SUDDENLY…

 

SUDDENLY
Our first tango in Paris
Your first caress
Your first kiss
Never say never
Good things do happen
Suddenly

One day there is nothing but death
Suddenly life sprouts up
One day it’s bleak
Suddenly I see  the sun peak
One day it’s all cold endless nights
Suddenly the nights grow shorter
One day muffled cries into my pillow
Suddenly I laugh tossing my head back

One day I die
From lie after lie
Suddenly love knocks on my door
And my feet hit the floor
I can’t wait to see what’s in store
In a not too distant shore

Un dia un suspiro,                                             One day I sigh
De pronto un escalofrio,                                Suddenly shivers up and down my spine
Un dia bebo vino sola,                                    One day alone, I drink red wine
Depronto tengo quien llene mi copa  ,     Suddenly you fill my glass

One day I belong to no one
Suddenly you showed up!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012

THANK YOU!

I came to the USA
39 years ago
Though I love my country of birth, 
The place of my blood,
Is still in my heart…
BUT I’ve lived in this great land,
For most of my life.

As a girl I ran on the sand
Of her finest beaches.IMG_2151
I grew up eating
Georgia’s delightful peaches.
I’ve seen the sunrise in the east,
To watch it descend
In the far west.
My eyes have seen a feast,
But the sun setting at home,baloney
Is always the finest,the best.

All of my blessings
Have been given  me here,
In this wonderful place.
Where God has given me favor,
And shown me His face.
I’m forever thankful
For all that I have:
A life rich with flavor. IMG_1760

I look into the eyes of my loved ones…
Daily I see,
Daily I hear,
Daily I know,  whom I’m indebted to. ffpoets

I am rich without measure,
I look all around,
In my home, so MUCH treasure!
I appreciate you God,
For bringing me here,
I say to you now, and forevermore!!
” Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of my family,friends and fans!”

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-Eva Santiago copyright 2012

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MIRAME

Mirame: Look  me in the eye

Tell me you don’t care for me

Tell me there’s nothing left

In your heart for us.

Mirame: Look me in the eye

Tell me your heart-

Still doesn’t flutter

When you hear my voice on the telephone…

Mirame: Look me in the eye

Tell me you don’t

Dream of me-

And you holding me close

Mirame: Look me in the eye

Tell me you don’t

Lose count of the times

You found yourself thinking of us…

-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012

Eres tú

ERES  tú

Eres mi espejo

cuando te miro

cuando hablamos

puedo ver un despejo

en ti veo mi reflejo

 

Eres un alma

tal como yo

eres quien me calma

puedo irme a donde sea

eres quien me calma

 

Un baso de agua,

una linda mañana

eres un alma

el unico que me calma

 

Susurro tú nombre

sueño con tenerte

no se como ni cuando

pero un dia llegaste tú

y saciaste mi  hambre.

-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012

ON THE UPSIDE OF LIFE…

Happy Sunday everyone! I was in a bit of a pensive mood so I decided to look up encouraging words to brighten your day. In this season of political slandering there is so much negativity trashing the air waves.I hope to help clean up the air waves :), if only in some small way, by posting something positive on my blog today. Look up people, it’s not as bad as they are making it seem. Thanks for stopping in and I always say my followers are AWESOME!!!!

-Eva Santiago copyright 2012

 

 

 

Word Picture #8

I never go to political rallies of any kind, it just doesn’t interest me. Today, my youngest daughter Raquel talked me into going to hear Ann Romney speak. She even prompted me by asking if I could count our outing  as part of her history class and I agreed. 

I am so glad I went to this rally! When we arrived there it was crowded and hot in that building. Excitement was in the air and I was blessed to see that my almost 12-year-old was happy to be there. The rally didn’t last long and as the crowd thinned we went outside. After a few minutes of sitting in front of The Romney blue and white bus, Raquel told me she wanted to go back in to get Mrs. Romney’s autograph. So back in we went.

This time luck was on our side because she was still taking pictures with people. We made our way to the front and suddenly I grabbed my proof copy of Salsa! The Taste of Life, and I gave it to Raquel to have the future first lady sign it. We waited for a bit and she finally saw my girl waving and calling out, ” Mrs. Romney , please sign my mom’s book!” Mrs. Romney looked at her and smiled and then she took the book from her small hands. The security guard standing beside Mrs. Romney brusquely grabbed it and flipped quickly through the pages and then he handed my book back so she could sign it. That was the last thing Mrs. Romney signed, then  they whisked her away to meet other people.

As we walked home, Raquel beamed with pride saying this was the BEST history class she ever had. I am so proud of her at this moment for having talked me into it!

-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012