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La Calavera Catrina

The fire burns deep within my heart As ice forms on arms and limbs The evil one approaches With a smile and a knife To be twisted in my stomach The witch of Acambaro looks like an angel But her dagger can pierce both heart and soul She is the five Pillars Darkness Anger Greed Envy Bitterness Pilar Lopez Diablo Raised by nuns, her values none She spreads hers smile For a few pesos False hopes and empty dreams She surely shall make you scream Bury me naked, if you must Wear a black veil, you stole my trust Draw blood and make me swim in my own juices I shall float in my bloody pain On the Día de Muertos I shall sing back to you Oh Catrina, lady of the dead You lie tormented For you have all of me in blood Except my heart Notes: La Calavera Catrina ('Dapper Skeleton', 'Elegant Skull' The “Day of the dead” can be traced back to the Aztec festival dedicated to the goddess Mictecacihuatl. Catrina would be the modern name of this God.

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Jaycee Cervenka

Date: 11/27/2015 11:28:00 PM

Thanks. I did need this tongue in cheek smile, for this good has many faces does she not? Oddly enough Dios los Muertos is the celebration of life, so perhaps life without her will be good!...Thanks for the message. JC

Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/28/2015 6:29:00 PM

Thank you, just thought this would make you smile! This was in humor, I always have laughter and smiles, enough to share!

Seren Roberts

Date: 11/4/2013 10:20:00 PM

another great write, liked it a lot ...Seren

Arthur Vaso
Date: 10/12/2014 9:08:00 PM

Thank you my friend

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 11/3/2013 12:00:00 AM

This Calabera Catrina has been getting very famous lately. It used to be only in Mexico, but now it is here in the U.S. too. I don't care how elegant she is - I don't want her near me. Thanks for sharing. Escribes bien el espanol. Gracias... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/3/2013 12:16:00 AM

thank you, I thought you might enjoy this one!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 10/29/2013 11:45:00 AM

spine-tingling in verbiage and content... i was there absorbing every word,arturo... tinges of hispanic phrases made this gem more dazzling... wow!..:) huggs

Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/3/2013 12:16:00 AM

Thank you so much nette!!!!

Cherl Dunn

Date: 10/28/2013 12:38:00 AM

By the way I had a feeling before you confessed that it was you all along that did it not lizzie lol but thanks for the confession anyway.

Cherl Dunn

Date: 10/28/2013 12:36:00 AM

Drowning in a river of blood, the soul weeps not, but elups forth, expelling a twisted mass, resembling a shell once called a human being. this poem inspired these lines I hope you don't mind. thank you for your comments on my writes also.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 10/28/2013 9:08:00 PM

Glad I was an inspiration!