Caya and Mary

I have two friends that never are apart

Caya and Mary are the names that society gave them.

They are so different is the thing.

Caya is happy while Mary Stays blue or green rather in that she is and allusion to what Caya is not.

They function so well together, and I adore their company.

++ This poem is an allusion to two of my crazy friends that I have been hanging out with.

Life in English

When English is your life you look forward to the late nights. The coffee and the bright lights are constant companions to the world that swims in my mind.

Pablo Neruda has a brief conversation with Miguel Algarin while Pinero was taken down through the Loisaira

And I here writing in this shady diner thinking of those before who fell in love with English.

+++ I wrote this in my head late one night during Fall Finals week.

Red Strip Blues

I got a bad case of the Red Stripe Blues

Its seems Ive had one too many to drink

Ive lost both my shoes

And it seems to be all I can think

Oh those Red Stripe Blues.

++ I wrote this late one night while I was having a brew and thinking. There really is no cultural or emotional connection to this particular poem, I just love that I as a human being am able to happily connect thoughts to my fingers and then add them to the blog spot I have. Writing is my life.