Best Barrera Poems

Escribo porque hablar a veces no puedo
pues cuando lo intento me lleno de miedo
escribo porque mis palabras tienen mas efecto
transpasan toda barrera y llegan al centro

de tu corazón y comienzan a crecer dentro de ti
y a su tiempo dan fruto y te hacen feliz
escribo porque...

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Like a friend
G000gle always finds me
what I need
though not always
what I want.

G000gle even tells me
a little about myself
though he misses
some of the important stuff.

G000gle, I'm telling you,
there's always more
than meets the eye;
you need to look
deep within.

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
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Adam & Eve had Cain
then they were blessed
with Abel, two sons.
 
Abel was the herdsman
while Cain was a farmer
Cain bringing an offering to the Lord
of the fruits of the ground;
Abel, meanwhile, gave Him
the firstborn of his flocks.
 
The Lord was touched by Abel
his offering acceptable,
while...

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(My very first poem) 

I used to hide
In my pine tree
I could feel safe and big
Sitting in my monkey fort.

Now I can't
They say I'm too old
Instead I sit in the cafeteria
Eating my bananas. 

(C) 1971, 1998 RosaSheila Barrera


This poem was published in "LA FONT" a...

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I remember how
you'd heat the leche
to make me a cafe con leche.

You'd use that special sock
to strain the grounds
fresh ground!

We'd sit and talk
by the window
watching our "kids" playing
in the back yard.

They'd bark to come in
wanting to share in the aroma
of your special roast
imported from Argentina
just...

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The peacefulness of its blue light
blinking into my catnap
never stirs me from my daydreaming,
rather lets me know
my computer is waiting for my next move.

Just like the cursor 
when it turns on and off,
that blinking blue light tells me to come
whenever I'm ready, so my computer...

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I forgot to eat lunch
left it cooling
in the microwave,
running all around
doing year end things.

The phone keeps ringing
interrupting everything,
then I have to start over
if I ever want to 
get anything done.

Don't call me!

Sheila Kathryn Barrera...

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Cuando senti tus caricias me llenates el alma con tu dulzura 
despacio te fui conosiendo, Con lentitud te ganates mi corazón. 
Cuando te conocí fuites el ser que mas aprecie por tu linda forma de ser 
despacio te fui queriendo, Poco a poco me fuites...

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BEAUTIES BY THE BABBLING BROOK

They sat on the boulders
by the babbling brook
basking in God's brightness,
their bronze curly locks
bouncing as they giggled.

Their beauty was perfect 
in every way, including
the big beautiful bold eye
that graced each of them
centered in their foreheads.

They were giggling at me
because I balked...

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Your broken body
strewn in pieces
up, down the road
reminds me the enemy
cannot win in the end.

You were just an innocent
one who lived in a garden
though your shiny black scales
would make one think otherwise
since snakes symbolize evil.

I feel sorry for you.

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
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Sometimes a friendship
just gets tired,
it wants something new
to grasp onto.

There is a new level
it desires,
but cannot bridge the gap
til some part dies.

Tears wash it clean...
an eraser in the teacher's hand
wipes the slate clean;
we both learn.

We skip on that sidewalk
hand in hand
tossing our pet rock
across the...

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My home is in Heaven
the next best thing
is God's house here
built on this earth

I share my thoughts
prayers for everyone
with the other saints
over a cup of coffee

We share a Pot Luck
while we celebrate
our freedom in Christ
sin no longer holds us

Pastor Bill leads us
bathed in the Scriptures
toward...

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Like a Christmas merry-go-round
this little red and green leaf
swirled 'round and 'round
in a tiny puddle in the wind.

It reminded me of holiday cookies
sand being the sugar sprinkled
upon it so sparkly red and green
that I could almost taste it. 

I had a red and green parrot...

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My muse lays sleeping
ignoring my pleas to wake
wanting only to keep dreaming.

But I cannot see those dreams!

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
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Holy Spirit, Mine

You are the dove
nesting in my heart
warming my soul.

You make my tent
cozy to be in
full of Your Word.

You shoot arrows
catching the enemy
right in the eye.

Your wind blows
my sorrows away
with sweet aromas.

Your fire burns
each sin of mine
past the shadows.

You guide me gently
along this river
that...

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