JUANITA GARCIA VERA

JUANITA GARCIA VERA

THE SWARMS

The more we know

The less we understand

The more we talk

The lesswe listen

The more we acquire

The less gratitude we have

The more we hate

The less we love

The more we look

The less we see

And In the darkness

All shadows are enemies

Like flies inhaling poison

Spewing death and destruction

The swarms swell

Inthe decayof entitlement and ignorance

© Juanita Garcia Vera

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PhotographSecurity … Juanita Garcia Vera

THE RAINY DAY

I dust the memories

Pictures of all I love

Thoughts most dear

Of time,   sweet time

Walking hand in hand

Through life

Now but, memories

Collecting dust

Tears are falling

Like the rain

Cleansing all

My heart

Holds dear

Pictures and

Most precious thoughts

Long kept treasure

Worth more

Than diamonds or gold

Now hold to view

In the dimmest hour

To cleanse and relive

All that ever was

And will never beagain

Reminiscing

Thinking time does serve

Me well

On this glum

And rainy day

That can only serve

To cleanse

All the dust

That holds my heart

In such hurtful pain

All the memories

I saved

Carefullylocked away

For a sunny day

That seems

So far away

© Juanita Garcia Vera

January 30, 2014

NEVER STOP DREAMING

Never stop dreaming

For when you do

Life will be over

Dreams are fluffy full of whipped cream

With Strawberries sweetness

Its scented perfume

They are gifts for the Heart

A vision’s delight

A gift from the Soul

That calls in the night

Theylive in the yellow

Of richest Sunshine

The orange of warm Dusk

That covers the night

The blue of vast Heaven

That calls evening slumber

They live in the color of Cobalt

That bathes in the Sea

Releasing its essence

To sweeten my dreams

These are but a few

Of my favorite dreams

The one’s, I can see

The rest live inside

Exciting my senses

Calling out in the night

Awaiting Life’s glimpses

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 JUANITA GARCIA VERA

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