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The Death Notice - O Anuncio De Morte

The Death Notice
O Anuncio de Morte

I am turning into an old man. 
While my mind runs 100 miles an hour, 
I am learning my body just cannot keep up anymore.
I find myself walking the streets in my pijamas and slippers and with my dog.
We stop and sit and just watch life go by.
We watch people move … living their fast and slow lives.
We see everything! 

The strangest observation that I have learned to observe is the man with the paper notes in hand. 

The church bells ring daily,
Not just announcing the hour of the day but these bells from the church ring different.
They are the bells of a person that has passed onto the next life.
Then, the next day, I see the man with the paper notes in his hand.

O Anuncio de Morte. The Death Notice.
He walks around the village posting notices of the people that passed their lives into the next world.
One day, I hope to see from above, the man walk and post my notice on the store front announcing about the life that I lived.

However, I feel I will not ever die. 
Or maybe I am already dead because I live in paradise.
Life is beautiful but I still want to see my notice on the cafe window!

~ Pauly G

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I feel like a ship lost in the open sea in the middle of a storm crashing side to side as I try and navigate the choppy waters of life.
All alone being pulled and tossed side to side between everyone else’s emotions other than mine.
I am trying to find calm land to lay my head in peace and relax and enjoy myself then another wave crashes against my boat throwing me off my balance.
I fight hard to control my ship.
During my voyage I have lightened my load and lost many things on this journey.
I am fighting, I am always fighting. Within the waves and me crashing over my bow.
Some days the waters are calm and the sun shines down in comfort and these are the days that I love. To sit in peace and feel the warmth on my flesh.
I say I do not need anything but this little ship that I am on, and I truly feel that I mean it.
My ship with very few rations has sustained me for over five years.
I seem to have some sort of fortune that I am provided for when the time is needed. I try not to worry about my future.
I have a crew that I feel I am responsible for, and I do my best to care for them all. I feel they want me as their leader but then again it is only on their terms - And the storm rises again, and my ship is off balance.
But this is a crew that I cannot simply let go of. This is a great commitment that I have taken upon.
Sometimes I want to go down to the hull of my ship in retreat and be alone with myself and drink wine and be within myself. But if I do the crew begins to revolt and not knowingly cause my ship to go further off balance in a fight against the storm.
I need my crew. I also see their needs, but do they see mine? I feel myself withdrawing but my ship is important to me. I will never jump ship. I just wish that my crew would understand and learn to work better for themselves and together and let me guide the ship through the storms.
I have full belief that the storms will eventually pass but, in the meantime, I must continue to steer forward and keep my ship afloat. I know my land of promise is out there in the distance of the great seas.
I will go down fighting with my ship.

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Death

When I die
I will be happy for I have lived a very long and plentiful life
I want to be cremated and sit idle until the day my wife passes
I would like for her to be cremated so that our ashes can be blended together in perfect harmony
My dream is that people not mourn for us but rather celebrate our life and love together
I want the "fun" to be put back into "funeral"
I see people dancing and playing music loudly and telling memoric stories of the lives that we have lived for we have truly found love and our love should be celebrated.
This is my dream for when I die
~ Pauly G

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You Know When You Know

She loved me before she even knew me,
She gave me her heart!
She told me she loved me,
Via a text message after only a few days.
Yes, that first kiss was a kiss,
She literally sucked my tongue from my face.
She was giving me a message.
We talked for more weeks,
I was in the south of Portugal,
She was up north.
She wanted me to visit the north for the holidays but I had no money.
But we still talked.
We had plans to meet the first time
but the ex husband made a complication.
No harm. 
When we finally met,
We met.  
We made love for the first time and it was magical. 
We went to a local bar and a woman friend saw and greeted me,
And my woman grabbed and pinched my fingers.
so hard and subconsciously said,
"You are MINE".
I said, “Okay”.
We made love a second time
outside at the fisherman's rest looking at the moon.
At least I was,
She was crying,
What...??? 
We went home for the night
and in the morning I went outside for space. 
I sat on a hilltop and drank two bottles of beer
and asked my God what direction in life I should walk.
One week later I was on a train going north, 
Two years later we are married and very much in Love!

~ Pauly G

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Sorry, a rant on divorce - who knows?

Sorry, a rant on divorce … who knows …

I cannot lie…
I lived a life before lying for a living and I quit it on purpose.
It was not good …
But it earns money …
But I hate lying.

However, I just learned I have been living under a lie for two years.
I know life, family, marriage, life, work, blah, blah, blah …
Creates stress…
But why lie?
Really?
Two years, under a lie!
It doesn’t make sense, and, when it doesn’t make sense, …?

I hate thinking like a lawyer but now I am back in that arena,
You woke the sleeping giant.
I just wanted to enjoy life and laugh and have fun, write poetry, find a new direction in life, write my books, enjoy my photography,
You said, go, enjoy ... but get a job ...
I am working,
At least I hope my son gets paid with my writings when I die.

But you all pushed,
Just for a dollar.
Complaining about money when we already have everything!

But you want to buy Versace … blah, blah, blah …
Ha, I won a 300$ Versace scarf for $10 in a gambling tournament …
That I gave to my ungrateful wife …
Along with all the diamonds, jewelry …
that … I don’t care about money,
But I am going to get paid for your lie!

I gave love and then, 2022 …
You are a liar!
How can I still be in love with you?

I make jokes that I am an idiot but,
Darn, I really am an idiot!
Not really, I saw the signs …
But I made a promise to love my new family,
Because I lost my first family because of lying,
(meaning too many hours at work and away from the family)

So, yes, I have very strong opinions about the separation of work and family.
But I have been deceived.
Even after saying that I do not take marriage lightly.
My ex-wife was even surprised to learn that I was married again.
But I fell in love, with my soon to be ex-wife, only to learn that I was deceived at a low point in life, post covid …

So, tell me, after making a choice to be good to the family,
I have been deceived,
How should I feel?
I really do not care.
I still wear my marriage bracelet, but it is not for her anymore.

A friend asked me how can I just let go?
I said, because after my past, I will Love but I refuse to crumble again.
I am strong!
I have been a storyteller, teacher, and lover for life,
It is all out in the open …
So, please, prove me wrong!

And, finally, you saw my poem about how much I loved my Wife,
It was featured here…
And, now this, it does not make sense…

~ PaulyGsWorld

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Dancing in the Rain

Dancing in the Rain

Dancing in the Rain,
I love the rain.
I spent 30 years of my life in the desert,
and only saw a little rain.
E agora,
I live in a country and a place where it rains.

When it rains,
I feel like a child again.
I do not have a car so I walk everywhere.
You would laugh if you saw me,
Bundled up in layers of warm clothes,
and two jackets,
One to stay warm and the other to repel the rain.

And, then, I go outside,
I stand at the door and look at the rain falling.
I say Bom Dia Alegria (Good morning Joy),
I cover my head and face, 
Throw my backpack over my shoulders,
And begin to walk.

The rain smells so pure,
A cool breeze on my face,
Cars and trucks driving past,
Splashing more water on me,
I just smile and laugh.

I have two pairs of shoes that I alternate daily,
Today, this pair is wet but I must continue to wear,
Because the other pair is still drying from yesterdays walk.
It's ok.
I have a belief not to worry because ... 
God provides

My clothes and shoes will dry,
And, I will warm up again,
To prepare to walk again tomorrow.
This is my journey,
It was planned out for me long before I knew.
So, I ride the wave and keep jumping in puddles,
And keep putting a smile on my face.

Finally,
Like the saying says,
When you are experiencing grief,
And, you are suffering,
Cry ...
Cry ...
Cry ...
Because no one can see you crying in the rain!

~ PaulyGsWorld

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Life is crazy

It never stops
I pay money to be sane 
But life keeps going and making me crazy. 

~ Pauly G

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A beer

A beer

My person is not built to work all the time.
I want to enjoy life...
My way...
I already had my career and it sucked
Selfishness and greed
I do not like
I love what I am doing 
But I get tired ...
So I have a beer …

~ Pauly G

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A travesty

I am far away from home in a land that is now foreign to me
I go outside at just the right moment and I see the moon high in the clear sky
And the sun setting in the background saying good night
But it is a travesty...
I miss my home and I miss my views
Here the sun is being hidden behind tall buildings all around
I see the reflection of the suns colors in the clouds but that is all
I miss my home, I miss my land
It's a travesty what man has done to skew the beauty of the world
~ Pauly G

Best Poems Written by Paul Garcia

I Want To Be Free

The Death Notice - O Anuncio De Morte

A Ship Lost in the Sea

Death

You Know When You Know

Sorry, a rant on divorce - who knows?

Dancing in the Rain

Life is crazy

A beer

A travesty