LUIS RODRIGUEZ CRUZ

LUIS RODRIGUEZ CRUZ

CAPTIVITY AND THE INVISIBLE WALK.

Within the apple of my eye,

the watchful fire bow bents me

into an elusive unforgettable desire.

Captivity and the invisible walk,

clothed into the notion of a new-found love,

all within a paradox that will become a runneth

because I've had more than enough

that I can actually bear.

Am I scared?

Adamantly so,

but as I am, I do declare within these words;

I am me when I read between your lines,

and as such we will pull ourselves together

in throughout the other side of that fragility that

still remains.

Yet gratefully we asunder the parted ways of beauty,

the parted subject from the paradox that unfolds

as I probably forgot that I did mention it before.

Would you right me if I'm wrong?

It is that a yes or it is that a no?

Luis Rodriguez Cruz

Puerto Rico

AN ANGEL OR TWO AND AN ALLEGED CRISIS OF FAITH

I shifted aside the fruition of

my thoughts once I decided to make

room on my working table for an angel or two.

There I pursued in unclothed uncertainty

the reinvention to restart everything from scratch.

Yes,

from the absolution once betrayed,

I gave in into my self-inflicted wound

the passing chance opportunity

to set the record straight.

Yes,

that is a fact,

and the angels will dance to a memory almost full,

eloquently undone,

though they still stand side by side behind me

whispering literary clot into my brain,

into the night,

into not knowing if this is a prank or

an ordinary crisis of faith.

Luis Rodriguez Cruz

Puerto Rico

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We reap from certain rewards,

we twist and turn in touch

with our surroundings

not knowing the matter

that runs invisible to the eye

of an ill-mannered

beholder.

We touch and go.

Luis Rodriguez Cruz

Puerto Rico.

LUIS RODRIGUEZ CRUZ

LUIS RODRIGUEZ CRUZ is a bilingual poet, photographer, painter and musician - composer from the island of Puerto Rico in the Caribbean. He lives with his daughter, a few cats, lots of art and words.