Friday, November 1, 2019



Those Eyes

Those eyes
Spoke volumes
Without an utterance or sound
Without a touch
They glistened brightly
Like reflective pools of Sunshine
They glittered full of dreams
Floated high above
To amazing heights
They danced in rain
Drizzling all around
Spreading calm and peace
They   laughed   softly
Touching hearts
Like musical notes
That spoke of Life and love
Eyes living without haste
Silenced in shadows
Closing the shutters
Like a final curtain call
When closing
To never open again
To share with us once more
Your eyes most beautiful
Said more than words
Could tell…
Love lived there
As did   I  …..
© Juanita Garcia Vera
All Rights Reserved   JGV 2019

I Paint Pictures

I paint pictures
From the deep
On the skins 
Of forests sweet
Weave thoughts
 Like spider webs
I’m no mover but, a shaker
Sprinkling all with bits of rain
I’ve lost love like autumn leaves
Keeping close those honey bees
I Skip stones
Skilfully throne across the lake
Skimming the surface
Breaking circular waves
I am a grain of sand
With grand thoughts
And bigger plans
If my movement not restrained
Not caught in pits, dips and swampy plains
My mind moves without feet
Savor love, admit defeat 
Float above the foaming sea
Fall into the vast blue deep
Here at last I take my leave
In the Blue forever sleep
© Juanita Garcia Vera
All Rights Reserved JGV 2019

The Burn 
(The Amazon is Burning)

I smell the Earth is burning
And out of doors, I flee
No fumes, no fire, no cinders
The smoke and burn 
 I’m sensing
And yet no fire I see
Could it be, me, that’s burning?
Synapses quickly shorting
While love is steady flowing
From hearts to Earth by sea  
Is Heaven softly calling
In smoke of clouds I see?
The money men are churning
And hiding like the sheep
© Juanita Garcia Vera
All Rights Reserved JGV 2018


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