Best Fernandez Poems
Baile con migo, hips made from the rhythm of merengés and cumbias, samba, swagger and a pinch of azucar mixed into my backbone.
My first language was Spanish.
Learned from sweet stories told by my papi at bedtime.
My tongue a formation of the stardust of my heritage,
An intertwined galaxy of rolled r’s and the pledge of allegiance.
It was something I would soon forget after I was told it was wrong
Taught a new way to introduce myself “mi nombre es” turned to “my name is” after the girl in my class told me she couldn’t understand me.
So I was taught to reject the language of my family and to be proud to call myself American over Mexican.
Now my Spanish 2 native class seems so god damn foriegn and I can't seem to remember what comes after domingo on my pop quiz.
I would learn to hate my name, much preferring something like Tiffany,
Leaving behind my silent TL and X that sounds like an S because they said it was strange.
When I visit my grandmother all I could do is nod or shake my head,
Because her native language sounds like a tongue twister I can't seem to master.
So she reminds me that the colors in my soul and the rhythm in my bones are blessings and that I come from the Incas, the Mayans, the Aztecs, los Mexicas, who built an empire nunca imaginado.
That we are a children of an oscuro pasado,
A mixture of pain, sadness and oppression,
But we inherited the strength.
We have inherited the passion.
She reminds me that my name holds the power of the most legendary Aztec princesses who ruled with the grace of the most beautiful flower.
So this is for the women that still name their children in nahuatl and the men who wake up on Sunday mornings to listen to Vicente Fernandez with their fathers,
And families that still pass on recipes of arroz con pollo.
Because we are the sons and the daughters,
And we hold the stories,
The journeys of the remembered,
Those who walked through deserts, waded through rivers.
We wear their legacies on our shoulders with pride,
And we do not lose ourselves to broken perceptions,
But rise above with the help of our powerful stories.
Our melodies, our galaxies,
Por que somos Latino-Americanos
And we will not be forgotten
Still I Reach – Memories of my Father.
My Dad — a virtuoso, once hailed among India’s finest — was one of three English gentlemen credited with bringing Western classical music to India, helping to lay the foundation for a tradition that would echo for generations.
His artistry shaped the sound of a nation, and his influence touched the lives of his students who would one day stand on the world’s grandest stages – L Subramanian (US) Zubin Mehta (Pavarotti’s conductor)and Jerry Fernandez who finished his LTCL (Licentiate of Trinity College, London) with honours.
At 58, he came to Australia, carrying with him not only a large family but the resonance of those concert halls, the applause of audiences, and a burning ambition to let his music speak here as it had across the seas.
But the stages he sought here remained closed. After countless auditions and unreturned calls, the verdict came cold: retire from music. As if the brilliance he carried, the decades of mastery in his hands, no longer belonged.
For a moment, the weight of those words threatened to silence his song.
And yet, as the lyrics say, “Still I reach… still I dream… still I ache for what might be,” he held fast to the stage in his heart – This has been captured in the song.
One year later, the story turned. The same man who had once closed the door called again — this time with an invitation to perform with the renowned Sydney Symphony Orchestra. That moment lit the fuse of a second act.
From there, his music would rise again — with the Russian Bolshoi Ballet, the Kirov Ballet, and in celebrated musicals like Hair and Jesus Christ Superstar.
This song is for him… and for anyone who has ever been told their time has passed, only to rise and prove that true artistry is timeless.
Joleen I love you
Without you I’m dead.
Without you I suffocate.
I cry in my heart.
It’s just hard to explain
I feel so damn speechless.
I’m in love with you.
I wanna be with you.
I won’t let you go.
I want to give you the world.
When I look into your gazing sweet eyes I see a beauty.
You’re my sun
You’re my earth
You’re my love.
No one gets you
I do get you.
You’re my Juliet.
You’re my everything .
Please don’t go
It hurts
My anxiety is killing me.
I can’t breathe.
How do I breathe without your existence not near me ?
I love you
I want you
I want you eternally.
Joleen I love you and I don’t want to let go and fight anymore.
I’m in love with a sexy decent chick name Joleen Ernestine Fernandez and that’s real and lastly forevermore.
For Vicente Fernandez
The dirt
The sweat
The horses,
Saddles off,
Brushed.
The girl who thinks she is pregnant.
The woman who is.
The man with no money is his pocket
The man with pockets full.
The man who stumbles.
The women who watch.
The broken hearts
The soon to be’s
The finger waggers
The I-will-nevers
The I-told-you so’s.
But listen!
Everything stops.
The world and its noise
And clatter and-
He sings!
Listen!
You can hear
The sound of falling in love
The quiet flames filling space
And space and space again.
The skirts swirl
The men dance when they couldn’t before.
El Charro!
El Charro!
Nothing is wrong
When we hear your voice
Fill the night
Across our lonely plains
And valleys and mountains.
Turn up the radio
Turn it up loud-
Loud.
El Charro sings!
El Rey!
He sings!
Two men walk down a dusty street
in Winslow, Arizona.
One places small white crosses
at the curb and recites names
while the other bears witness:
"Juan Fernando Lopez”
“Presente!”
“Maria Anna Ramos”
“Presente!”
“Jose Angel Fernandez”
“Presente!”
“Restos mortales” (Mortal remains)
“Presente!”
This continues until
that day’s accounting
of bodies found in the desert
is complete.
By
Frank Lilpoeta Fernandez
This Poem is basically the finale to Human emotion series
To be Honest
To put on a full armor of a clown
It’s not easy
Because to be Honest
Each comedian that brought us joy and laughter.
Down Deep in their lives
Something was missing in their life.
Don’t ask me
How do I know
The real definition of a clown
To be honest
I grew up watching a real clown go through so many emotional episodes of their personal lives.
Robin Williams is the best example of a clown
Box office hits after Box Office hits
An Oscar win for Good Will Hunting
Flops after Flops.
We adults knew he was putting on the full armor of a clown.
Another example
Is Kevin Conroy the voice of Batman
Explains the truth of why he voiced Batman
Because he went through a lot of traumatic experiences with his Parents.
Money doesn’t make you happy
Food doesn’t make you full
Family is we all need in life
Friends come and go.
But to be honest
There are 5 ingredients in a clown that exists in the human aspect
1.The Mask-Represents Hidden Emotions
2.The Costume-Represents heavy Burdens of life.
.Family
.Marriage
.Money
.fulfillment
3.The Wig-Represents Fanbase of Generations
4.The Gloves- Represents The Decision from Right from Wrong.
5.Finally The Shoes-Actually represents the Roles they play in media
To be honest With you guys
Robin Williams was the real clown.
He actually did a great job hiding it underneath the clown costume.
Don’t let the whole world tell you otherwise
Because Being clown is easy
It’s not easy.
Where can I go?
Every day that passes I think about you,
The way you smile, and all the rest
When I meet you that afternoon
It was the most wonderful afternoon ever
When you asked me out I said yes
But now where is the love that we had
I never loved somebody the way I loved you
When we talked on the phone and on face book
We both went to sleep around 2 in the morning
And now I text you and you don’t answer
Where can I go with out you?
What is going to happen to me?
If am not with you am nobody
The only thing I can say is
** I Love You**
Caleb Fernandez
N-eatness
E-mploys
S-anitation
T-o
O-bliterate
R-abid
F-lu
E-rasing
R-isky
N-astiness
A-nd
N-otorious
D-isease's
E-pidemic
Z-one
Topic: Birthday of Bro. Nestor M. Fernandez (May 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
N-ew
E-arly
S-unshine
T-riumphs
O-ver
R-aindrops
Topic: Birthday of Nestor M. Fernandez (May 2)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
By
Frank Lilpoeta Fernandez
A Poem catered to People with Special needs
People with Disabilities
Can make a difference
By taking risks
Some become connoisseurs
Some become great entrepreneurs
Some become great leaders
Some become investors
Some become great voices for advocating others with disabilities.
Some become great writers
Some become models
Some become great dancers
Some become like Temple Grandin
You know what
Philippians 4:13 actually speaks the truth for us
We are People with disabilities can do all Things through Faith that strengthens us.
Another great verse
Tells us that we can be independent
Revelations 3:7
I can open doors that nobody can shut
To be honest I am one of those people who actually believes that we can make difference in other people lives.
To be honest
I knew why
God Put me in Special Ed classes.
It’s not because of my features or intelligence
It’s because God custom made me differently
Programmed with Media Vocabulary and especially.
My intelligence doesn’t come from nobody
My intelligence came from God
He instantly installed everything in my software of inside of brain.
Temple Grandin said it best
Some People have a different coping device or outlets.
I am Proud to have Aspergers with Advanced Minor Delay Disability.
N-oble
E-xpression
S-tarts
T-o
O-ffer
R-apturous
F-elicity
E-agerly
R-elieving
N-egativity
A-s
N-ice
D-elight
E-mploys
Z-est
Topic: Birthday of Bro. Nestor M. Fernandez (May 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-ust
A-nother
N-ew
I-llumination
N-icely
E-ndorses
F-ine
E-arly
R-adiant
N-ature
A-s
N-ight
D-arkness
E-vades
Z-enith
Topic: Birthday of Janine A. Fernandez (September 06)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-eader
O-f
S-weet
A-crostic
L-ets
I-t
E-rase
F-ret
E-njoying
R-apturous
N-ote
A-s
N-atal
D-ay
E-mploys
Z-est
Topic: Birthday of Rosalie Fernandez (December 12)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
G-lobal
E-xpansion
L-ets
M-orbid
I-nfection
N-otoriously
A-pply
F-erocious
E-eriness'
R-abid
N-astiness
A-nd
N-oxious
D-irt's
E-xcruciation
Z-one
Topic: Birthday of Gelmina Fernandez (June 08)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
H-armony
A-nd
R-ight
L-ove
E-mploy
N-o
E-vil
F-eeling
E-ndorsing
R-eal
N-iceness
A-s
N-egative
D-eed
E-xits
Z-ealously
Topic: Birthday of Harlene Fernandez (September 18)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic