Long Resettle Poems

A country of dreams has burst its rainbow at all ragged seams

In a state of affairs illusion of fusion and widespread delusion

The constitution hallucinates as night settles scores of deceit

Bereavement takes its toll in anger...

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I am Africa, that old but envied Granny
Since Adam and Eve, I lived many moons
Many greed what the Creator gave me
He crafted me with valuable stones and beauty
He made me natural, proud and virgin 
Stamina...

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It was unpardonable to burp after communion, 
Even though I felt so full up that I felt quite sick, 
Because my parents wanted to know in ambition, 
If I placed it above my very own...

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Spring necked victim 
                  Will be decked again
          ...

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In the blink of an eye the earth reversed
the sun rising in the west setting in the east
gravity's pull suddenly lessened it's hold
heavy things grow much lighter and floated

Look up to the sky and see...

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Time dragged on,
Withered fingers languidly moved in circles
Casting dream fragments back into the air,
Only to resettle in a different pattern
At the edges of his mind.
His thoughts strayed
To souls arrayed in resplendent glory,
Myriad spirits en masse...

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Love Poem, 2011
V. Ortiz Vazquez


I am no slam poetry poet
No love story reside within my pencil
Strawberries, tossed salad has no residency
Smooth skin, deep breath, loud moans
Non existent
Bleeding pen draws away
The thought, idea of love making...

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Black squirrels bound skewways
from the house, shadowshifts
falling darkly on 
dusty white autumnal
snow. Paw prints run

makeshift memories soon 
snowed over. Leaping
on tree trunks they wind their
way upward on paths of birch
bark in quick roundhouse runs.

I watch...

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QUOTE BY CHARLES MESSINA 

"Two doves in white flying, feathers glow beneath the morning's rainbow colors" 


Shivering among the forest green
High above the battle scene

The night clouds iridescent glow
Cast shadows grey across the snow

The sign...

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Like rowdy teens all running for a bus
The gulls have seen the merest hint
That someone threw a crust
An unwanted  scrap from Pret
The bottom of a wrap or the final soggy 
Mouthful from a keytchup...

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The Retreat:  Part 9

Coming Down The Hill

We were warned
That the high upon high
May not hold or be well-received
By the mere mortals below
Yet Cliff's Band of Merrymen
And bonus babes
March forth from Santa's workshops
To conquer, resettle
The...

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