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True Story

They stepped into the forest
To dig up a house
Out from the wind
Pushed it down to the soil
Which died choked
By red, dusty spores

The river’s running down
Through a moist slide
Twisted into whine
What’s left? Cracks
Drowned in salt
While there’s some light

Long not for the ones
Looking up with a glare
Shrinking infinity (again)
To make it fit
On the back of their heads
Like a new hat, with a hare
If there’s not a book in the shelf

They walked into the woods
Every step stayed to feast
It holds until the end
Yet the forest turned to sand

Now memories burn
And flashbacks frequently come
Rain could help
But yellow thoughts scream loudly
Long time since she ran away

[This happened....and it keeps happening]

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  1. Date: 10/16/2009 9:55:00 AM
    .... soup mail. ill comment there, because, id like to, discuss this one with you, rather than misinterpreting what you may possibly mean. xo raiin

  1. Date: 8/4/2009 12:33:00 PM
    brilliant discovery of this poem to cherish as food to thought. perfectly written very stanza is mesmerizing. thanks cheers

  1. Date: 7/31/2009 9:57:00 PM
    This is a really good poem. I enjoyed reading it alot.

  1. Date: 7/31/2009 5:47:00 AM
    Snails:) . . . Enchanting

  1. Date: 6/5/2009 11:14:00 AM
    Another great piece, Cesar. "Now memories burn/And flashbacks frequently come/Rain could help/But yellow thoughts scream loudly/Long time since she ran away"...awesome stanza! Great-great job! Ruben.

  1. Date: 6/1/2009 7:27:00 PM
    Somehow this feels like the Sahara desert when it used to be a jungle. Or a house in the American Southwest fits too. Love your interpretation of this event. Has the quality that I would wonder if it fits better in a dream then in the world. Maybe that's where it would keep happening, the shrinking infinity. -Yoni

  1. Date: 5/31/2009 2:17:00 PM
    wonderfully penned--charma

  1. Date: 5/30/2009 1:27:00 PM
    Dear Cesar: Very well written, and descriptive too! Love you word choices. Thanks for reading my poems, I' so very glad that you liked them. Love, Janice Herzog xoxo

  1. Date: 5/29/2009 2:30:00 PM
    thanks for the comments i'm glad you liked um. and this will make you laugh. . colors, i did that because my English teacher in 11th grade told me there was no way i could write a "good" poem about colors. so i did.. oh. mom and dad was an extra credit thing in 9th grade. and enough about me. you are a very good story teller and writer yourself. you have sooo many of them.( that's good because that means you enjoy doing it) - i just wish i could read Spanish- i think those would be good too

  1. Date: 5/28/2009 12:58:00 PM
    nightmares....keep coming until the conciuos gets the subconsciuosess point..try Memories of the South & To Be or Not to Be..I think they'll strike a corde. Light & Love and better dreams

  1. Date: 5/27/2009 11:42:00 PM
    so many losses, your words show the destiny of them and the salvation as well,destruction of a home is a terrible loss,,Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem,,blessings..Cecil

  1. Date: 5/27/2009 8:57:00 PM
    Awesome use of imagery! Keep on posting we yearn to read your work! - jeremiah

  1. Date: 5/27/2009 2:06:00 PM
    It is true how they are gone in a flash like this! love you imagery and a great poem!

  1. Date: 5/27/2009 1:30:00 AM
    Jojo:Poem from The heart<3 Lovit' And i also have lost my home back in Oman(Google it)In the cyclone Guno(Google it Too).Tc,C

  1. Date: 5/26/2009 10:24:00 PM
    How awful that homes are lost this way, Cesar. You have described the effort to reclaim the buried home very well in this thoughtful write. Love, Carolyn