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November Blues

by

Daniel Chapa

I have never voted for a winner
It's clear to me that my choices
do not sit well with the populus
But I choose and then watch
Then I see the results and cuss

I know they are all liars
they say whatever they think will please
Little do we know (all voters of course)
lying is infectious, like a disease
It starts with a single lie, begins a roll
The roll becomes swift and affects a poll
By the time it's emminent to cast your vote
the politicos have completely sold their soul

The candidates don't really care about you,
If they did they wouldn't have lied to you

Don't misunderstand... I want you to vote
Elect some rich boy whose life has been planned
private schools and Ivy League Friends
Our lives that we live they cannot possibly understand
They wear that blue collar, as if it's a brand

I'm just angry and arguing at dinner
It's the end of november
and I can't vote for a f*@#ing winner


Manipulation

by

Daniel Chapa


Female of angry manipulation,
Cause of my aching vacant condition
My only desire: to be left alone
Yet ceaselessly harassed with a telephone.

Summoned authorities and asked for help
A response, "please sir, handle this yourself"
Should I change numbers, run from thee?
Or send a bullet to set me free?

I am frustrated and angered
My privacy has been endangered...
By a ruthless woman who stole my mail
While wearing a smiling innocence veil

I cannot respect your manipulating ways
Disturbing my rest for days and days.
Exhausted, red-eyed from lack of sleep
I hear a car outside... at a rolling creep

It brakes then stops, a door is closed
Small footsteps moving in burglar repose
A grunt, a pause, and a crash of glass
Engine acceleration tires spinning fast

I enter the yard quickly, survey damage
This woman never sleeps and knows her advantage
A hatred deep, righteous, and bold
Always worse in women_ or so I'm told

I'll walk on eggshells, I'll carry this burden
Transgressions upon me I've surely earned them
Through dubious practices and sinful ways
My manhood jumps in... but my heart delays

A windshield, a phone number all easily replaced
The man-hater will move on and give another a taste
Surely soon this trying time will pass
If not, I'll stick my foot up her mutha fucking ass!

A Smiling Cold Reply

by

Daniel Chapa

Many times I have tried
Many times I have been denied

I've done sweet things
While wearing a disguise
I've been a terrible person
Without telling my lies

I cared for one woman
And faced her eye to eye
I asked her if she loved me
And got a smiling cold reply

Morning

by

Daniel Chapa

Tickled hairs on the back of my neck
Gently inform me morning has come
Her breathing soft, relaxed
A hand on my hip, a hand on my chest
The gentle inhale exhale
Reminds me why I wake, each morning,
With smiles and erections that endure

One half roll and we enjoy
The warmth of full embrace
Squeezed tightly by skinny arms
Eyes still hiding from the invasion
Daylight enters my bedroom

I feel her rub her forehead
Up and down
Left and right
Finding the tenderness
Inside space between chin and shoulder

It is beautiful, though eyes are closed
It is comfortable, though still asleep
The reason I am late for work

The perfect part of her face
Engages the softest part of my neck
Searching, Seeking the opening deserved
A space near my face she can enter
Each intermingling in perfection

She seeking a passage already passed
She prodding for an open door blindly
She may not realize
She _ has been inside me all morning

The Pretender

by

Daniel Chapa

How many times
Have you pretended?
Imagined a world
That was not intended

Mind thoughts poor
And your eyes deceive
Fancy for one second
Then true hearts believe

In the dreams you carry
But hide from us all
Tucked tightly inside
Behind realities thick wall

Let loose those thoughts
Lay open all doors
This world once exposed
May lift you from the floor

Fly you on soft wings
Round a world you have known
But forgotten to embrace
When spending your time alone

You imagination is the key
To making wishes come true
People who often pretend
Often turn to people that do

Never try to restrict the mind
Those secret thoughts are priceless!
Seeing things that donít exist
Is one of your valuable devices!

How many times
Have you pretended?
Imagined a world
That was not intended

Each day you think
Each night you dream
You control your world
And the way it seems

Service

by

Daniel Chapa

Reminders of where I need to be
Often seem to tap me quietly

Rub my shoulder up and away
Flying through wakeful dreams all day

I see a friend that needs a poem
I write as though my ball point knows them

Iíll offer just to work for you
Iíll stay until your job is through

I spend my days laboring blindly
Eating quiet dinners, then thanking you kindly

I see the things that others need
A simple task or a mouth to feed

Pay no mind, we will get it done
We will finish quickly, and then weíll find some fun

I spend my whole life in service you see
Solving many problems created just for me

All my reminders of where I need to be
Not my needs, but what is needing me

Definition of Love

by

Daniel Chapa

When love is my condition
She forgives me of my sin

She knows it all existed
Fore this romance did begin

I am loyal to a fault
I could never cause her pain

When love is my condition
Tis impossible to feign

The truth is worn on my sleeve
Laid exposed for all to see

It is not a source of shame
Itís revealed there happily

When love is my condition
I believe this to be known

Her love and her happiness
Are essential to my own.

Comfort

by

Daniel Chapa

I find comfort in pain
As a hurtful soaking rain
Pouring many special sorrows
Over my shoulders frame

Pain embraced not denied
Reminds me I am still alive
Discovering many meanings
In disasters I survive

Through death, loves lost, denials
I greet troubles with patient smiles
Knowing each travesty enjoyed
Left me stronger after joyous trials

I find comfort in pain
As a cleansing disastrous rain
Pouring many stinging sorrows
Over my shoulders frame

My Ghostly Presence

by

Daniel Chapa

Many people look at me
As if I am not there
I smile and Iím polite
But often they donít care
I am treated like a vapor
Only space and empty air
Greeting all the world
With my confused and lonely stare

Who are you to ignore
My friendly pleasant smile
Your judgmental aversion face
Makes you seem hostile
I see many ashen faces
Displaying sudden fleshy denial
Their lips and eyes tell me
Theyíve been lonely for awhile

Imagine what youíre missing
As you pass this miserable way
Ignoring my ghostly presence
As we pass here every day
Meet a shadow tell a story
Do this deed without delay
The empty space you meet
May change your life some day

Sharing life with those you meet
Gives a purpose to each day
Extend a smile to my spirit
As you pass me on your way
Each smile I receive makes
The mornings seem less grey

The Embalmer

by

Daniel Chapa

I met a man today
He didnít say a word
I was lying on a table
My naked skin he observed

Had not bathed for days
Emitted an awful smell
He barely even noticed
It was usual, I could tell

Washed with various chemicals
Rinsed with a garden hose
Did not miss an inch
He even swabbed my nose

Many others were waiting
Quietly for him today
I happened to be first
As for why, I could not say

Next I was massaged
My stiffness rubbed away
Muscles tight, it felt as though
Iíd been motionless for days

He stuck plastic in my eyes
A cotton swab in my nose
He took a wire suture
Tied my mouth hole closed
Shaved my face, styled hair
Stabbed me with a suction hose

Blood rushed out in spurts
Splattering upon the table
Swirling down a drain
That did not need a label

Replaced with a smelly fluid
It made my body tingle
Snatching all my redness
Among my organs it did mingle

I felt an awful puncture
Just below my belly
At once I felt suction
Sensed my organs turn to jelly

This process was not pretty
I just wanted it to end
Leave that room behind me
Never return to it again

Iíll never forget the stranger
Who put me in this casket
If I see him wandering heaven
He might just get his ass kicked.

Forgiveness

by

Daniel Chapa

Forgiveness my only power
Left lingering to give
Ancient sins long past
Remind us of lives we lived

Hear her words circling
Round my bed so clear
She reminds me of myself
Exposing enduring fears

Tell me of the men
They loved you long past
Tell me where youíve lain
Holding another man fast

My resent builds up
My envy may be shown
Aware you were no angel
Those secrets are best unknown

I control my worthless thoughts
Swallow my useless pride
Jealousy is the emotion
We all struggle to hide

I turn upon myself
Examine my own affairs
Selfishly sharing myself
Many years without cares

There is no room to point
My past is soiled too
Our history is our history
Weíve forgiven through and through

My future contains love
Ignoring the sins prior
Agreeing to step forward
As coveting will soon expire

Dinner

by

Daniel Chapa

I was out on the town
Ate healthy last night
Three bedroom house
I gave the owners a fright

I started in the kitchen
Made my way through
Ate up all the rooms
Dined on furniture too

I smoked while I ate
Gave off a nasty smell
The children woke up
Ran to their parents to tell

Try as they might it
Was already much to late
This house, this home was
Resting on my dinner plate

The suited men came and
Doused me with plenty of water
The hoses did little, but
Make my dinner hotter

When it was completed
All there was left to see
Were parents and children
Homeless, crying, "woe is me"

Goodbye

by

Daniel Chapa

Ah woman I know pain,
As well as I know you
I know this road you travel
I have surely traveled it too.

Sent by an angel
Knowing I would understand
You travel the road again,
And I lend a helping hand.

On the sixth of July,
Our destined paths were set
Destined us to meet
Also destined to never forget

The children we have lost
And the pain that we carry,
Our boys are loved forever,
Frankie, Anthony, and Gary.

Then share thy pain
Allow that sad relief;
Ah more than share it!
Give me all this grief.

I will carry and bear
Yours as well as mine.
Anything to help you survive
This: our moment in time.

Pressure

by

Daniel Chapa

Pressure to succeed
A vice upon my head
Slowly bearing down
Temples aching red

Every try every effort
Each mis-attained goal
Turns the thread closer
Through the mounted hole

I want, O, I want
Take some pride in me
Many turns of vices
Only events I see

Pressure upon mine ears
Always bearing down
Motivate for years
My finish never found.

My Own Eulogy

by

Daniel Chapa

When my breath is gone
Cry no tears for me
Though Iím sleeping soundly
My rest is heavenly

Stand still for a moment
Ponder my lives led
Apologize to the woman
Laying in my bed

Sell the things I own
Give something to the poor
Things I often loved
Are not needed anymore

Read an ancient poem
Created in my head
Remember how I smiled
At silly words I said

Think of how my child
Put life into my eyes
Hope each father returns
To his child when he dies

Never regret a thing
You may have said or done
Our souls will be together
An eternity spent as one.

The Swings

by

Daniel Chapa

Happy Angelic
Sweetly smiling
In all directions

Anxious arousal
Kindling Beneath
A fleshy faÁade

Meaningless awakenings
To her good natured
Grinning and winking

Never knowing
When she may swing
Swing her mood
Swing her emotion
Slap me on the cheek
With her wet palm
Mood Swing

Swing upon swings
Occasionally days
Periodic weeks
Requiring patience
During her swings

Swing to Anger
Hostile to all comers
Hating the universe
With redness toward
all parts that have wronged her

Swing to Melancholy
Pervasive sadness
All must endure the
Dark blue
Emptiness of despondency
Present in your speech

Swing to Fear
Afraid of solitude
Afraid to be alone
Afraid of the presence of other women

Swing upon swings
Passing through life daily
Swing upon me
Swing upon friends
Swing upon things she canít control__. Nor I
Swing!
Swing my love
Swing for me
Swing to make
Me attend
To thee

Swing again
Swing to blame
Itís my fault

Swing again
Swing to apologetic
Youíre sorry
It wasnít my fault
At all.

Swing the room
Control the mood
Make sure your
Swings dominate all.
There is no room
But room for swings

Please Dear
Just once
Swing low for me

And swing
Swing my punished
Heart to sleep
Swing me till
I can fight no more
Swing!
Swing again!
Sweet mood swing

Good Morning Tahoe

by

Daniel Chapa

Look heís sleeping

Sleeping soundly on comfortable pillows
Dreaming of the girl he kissed last night
So warm
So calm
Snuggling with a pillow on the fold out couch
A lazy Sunday morning

Upturned corners of his mouth
Reveal the slightest smile
It must be an amazing dream

What a shame, John is going to ruin it

Snow shovel in hand
John slowly, quietly, and deliberately
Opens the sliding glass door
He closes the door behind him
So he can work on the balcony
With out arousing suspicion

Using his feet in combination with the shovel
He is- Methodical
An evil grin revealing mischievous intentions
displayed on his face and eyes.

The rest of us- aware of what is happening-
Stifle giggles and struggle to remain
completely quiet
we watch Johnís repetitive motions

Pack with his foot
Then shovel to the corner
Pack with his foot
Then shovel to the corner
The process takes several minutes

It almost gives me time to have second thoughts. . .
Almost

As John finishes scooping his small Igloo off of
the tile he turns.
He nods his head in such a way as to make it obvious
He wants me to open the door

I pause to take a last glance at the victim
So warm
So calm
I hear a tiny snore escape
So soft that it is almost inaudible

Now I am wearing the evil grin also

I open the door all the way
So the shovel can fit through the door
While held horizontally

John tiptoes through
And stalks his prey
Every muscle is tense
is legs are bent keeping him close to
the ground
Like a lioness in Africa

As he closes in I catch myself holding my breath
With anticipation
John takes two last steps and
Turns the shovel over in a throwing motion
Making the snow fly off the shovel
more than fall

As it hits, I am reminded of a small
Bomb going off
The snow hits with so much force
It causes the fold out and the victim
To bounce for just a second

While in mid-air I see his eyes open,
the smile disappears, and he yells one word,
"COLD!"

As our laughing subsides
The spectators can be heard
Issuing a chorus of,
"I tried to stop him!"
and
"I told him not to!"

Hopeful that they will be able to safely sleep
For the remainder of the trip.

Eulogy for My Son

by

Daniel Chapa

My son is dying
Jesus is spying
Through the window, under the door, across the floor
Hoping I can love him just a little more
He knows when I hurt and feels when I cry
When I watch him tire and close his eyes

My son is dying
Jesus is spying
Inside the mirror, from the sky, he wonít deny
The life the love the health that I supply
Another lie, I donít know how or why
But my son is dying and itís making me shy

My son is dying
Jesus is spying
All my love, my heart, my critical part
My never ending need to play this game smart
The ending Iíve needed since this thing had a start

Anthony is dying
Jesus is spying
Through the windows the doors, all open or closed
The pain in my house and the path we all chose
We avoid showing hurt and everyone knows

My son is dying
And Jesus is spying
The outside, the middle, the beginning and end
The place to which my son, this world will soon send
When the day comes my pain will begin again

My son was dying
Jesus is spying
The hurts the pains, The wounds that must heal
The hope that will keep me until my last meal
The prayers and beliefs that my heaven is real

My son is dead
Jesus is spying
The body, the soul, the everlasting glow
The reasons they are together and everyone knows
The answers to my questions and when they will be shown

I am alive
And Jesus is spying
My confusion, my anger, my need to be heard
My dedication to spreading the everlasting word
My need to be close to the son that I deserve

Painful Memories

by

Daniel Chapa

I go places, stop and then think
I lose myself, I smoke and I drink

I miss your face and the feel of your breath
I see your skin at the moment of your death

You smelled like a wonder, and ended a blunder
To me you will always be an ageless number

Dead at age two
I knew that you were through

When the breathing stopped I began to cry
Its never been easy to watch a son die

I sigh when its time to visit your plot
Tear up and talk cause its all that Iíve got

Knots in my throat from words I wrote
Thoughts of the words that you once spoke

I hear da da, hi, lub, and good
I need his voice now and wish that I could

Listen to a whisper and smile at the sound
Feel my heart beating like an earthquake in the ground

These memories bring pain, and pain brings tears
I can keep these hurts going for years and years

I grind my teeth and tirelessly work
Treat my body like worthless dirt

I avoid his name and sharing my story
I donít want attention so please ignore me

I can treat myself, I have a disease
I cannot forget my painful memories

Happy Birthday

by

Daniel Chapa

Happy birthday lonely man
I'm sure things are going
According to plan

Divorced and desirous
Whose presence is a virus
You could sit there all day
And surely not spy this

My son has been dead for quite awhile
His body is buried closer than a mile

I held while he died
Held his mother while she cried
Now that very comfort has been denied

That woman has left me
Squirmed through the door quite adeptly

Left a sorrow in my home
A thing I haven't known
To have a special day, and have it alone

So happy birthday lonely man
I think its time you come up with a plan

Number 1: End the grief that breaks your heart
Number 2: Find a woman who is lovely and smart
Number 3: Ignore this birthday because families fall apart.

Breast Men

by

Daniel Chapa

Breasts my men
Are a beautiful sin

To look at them
To touch them
Such elegant skin

Soft and round
And inside the sound
Of a heart beating
Sexuality abounds

A true breast man
Doesnít go for a fake
To carve on a bosom
Is such a mistake

What god has made
Is
What god has made

Leave them pleasant and natural
And let them come play

Play naked, play covered
They bounce and they hover
I like it when they appear
For not one other

Breasts are a gift
That are best when you share
Iíll try not to grab
Or excessively stare

However,

Just the sight sometimes tightens my underwear

Yes maíam
To be honest
I am quite the fan
You might even call me:
A BREAST MAN

My Arrival Has Come

by

Daniel Chapa

My arrival has come
Much to my surprise
The baggage that I carry
Still dripping from my eyes

I remember what you did
The things you took away
Remaining shadows still follow me
They make my footsteps say

"I must avenge my son"
"I must avenge my son"
Never allow forgiveness
Until the wrath has come

Lord Iíve waited many hours
A moment near this present power
I fought against the skies above
To stand atop this ivory tower

I have finally ascended
We stand here face to face
We see my worthless anger
Acknowledge a life of waste

Much to my surprise
There is compassion in your eyes
I feel relaxation with each breath
As you peel away my pride

You pry apart my fingers
Clenched into a fist
You lead me by the hand
Aware of the son I miss

Taken to meet a person
I shake his healthy hand
I remember a younger me
As I met this full grown man

Though its been many years
He remembers me with a smile
Anthony pulls me to his chest
And holds me close for awhile

A gentle touch from Yahweh
Interrupts the long embrace
I feel a rush of satisfaction
Which has washed across my face

Although I had to wait
Many years just to speak
A moment with my son in heaven
Has made my soul complete.

A Cross Leaning on a Treee

by

Daniel Chapa

Driving down the road there was
A cross leaning on a tree
The cross was keeping company
My eyes could not leave it be

Small and white and shining bright
A cross leaning on a tree
Reminding those of us passing by
Of a soul the tree set free

Women stand and cry by
A cross leaning on a tree
They rub the scars left by the car
As it met this full grown tree

The women dressed in black surround
A cross leaning on a tree
They bring you flowers hour by hour
As their way to remember thee

Months have passed overgrown grass
A cross leaning on a tree
While driving by every day
My eyes must turn and see

A simple place still remembered by
A cross leaning on a tree
A teenager gone for not so long
And his future that will never be

Ants and weeds keep him company
The cross leaning on the tree
Do they know he marks the spot?
Where a teenager fell asleep

Driving by I wonder why
A cross leaning on a tree
Pulls my gaze through a morning haze
And means the world to me.

Monica 1

by

Daniel Chapa

She's such a sight in red
Her cuteness defies the sweat
I'm embarassed when I notice
That my shirt is soaking wet

Outdoors in the month of August
Dripping our way to the car
I am glad for the chance to talk
As we have managed to park afar

My phone rings late at night
As she prepares to go to bed
I struggle to sleep the entire night
A soft voice lingers in my head

Monica always wears a pretty smile
In spite of her many fears
Her sadness isn't solely revealed
In anger and in tears

Its written upon her eyes
A gaze that may not trust
I try to pick my words and deeds
I am careful because I must

She carries thoughts of betrayal
It weighs upon her heart
An image in her cluttered mind
As our new found romance starts

I see that she is hurting
Attempt to heal her wounds with a kiss
For fear, sadness, anger, and betrayal
Can only be healed with tenderness.

Monica 2

by

Daniel Chapa

A darkness exists in Monica's eyes
A heart weathered by many stormy skies

Lost two children before they came home
Carry's a pain that many haven't known

A stillness beginning deep within her womb
Silence of a heart leaving earth to soon

She contemplates the early death
Between her wisps of shallow breath

And I see the way she mourns that child
A road I've walked for many solumn miles

Through her tear stained eyes and empty smiles
We survived the worst of this life's trials

So hold my hand, I'll walk you through this door
You ask only for love, and I bring you a mile more

I pull happiness from my pocket
And hold it in my hand
Help you find the mystery
In our father's plan

I'll expose you to a world
Where the sadness never lasts
The moments that you treasure
exist in every fluttered eyelash

Never think about those things
That stole the sparkle from your eye
Your future is filled with sunny days
And the sunshine I will supply.

The Treachery in Design

by

Daniel Chapa

A threatening void was coming and suddenly it split the air
The absence of a train of thought consumed her blackened hair

The completeness of her final thoughts scaled a steep incline
Be careful what you wish for, I felt the treachery of design.

I was free of form and focus and traveling in style
She took me to a darker place and forced a pleasant smile

The angles in her easy eyes helped my words to redefine
Be careful what you wish for, thereís always treachery in design.

Several seconds slipped across the lengthening divide
The distance in between us finally forced us to decide

The beginning of the ending always needs a sharp decline
Be careful what you wish for, Iíve seen the treachery in design.

As the final shadows float across the lovers from her past
I hear the truthful answers to the questions that I ask

A calmness in my thoughts causes our hearts to live sublime
Be careful what you wish for, and fear the treachery of design.

Someone stole a glance into his determined dirty soul
The sadness often present there left her questioning her role

If only we could travel back through endless space and time
Be careful what you wish for, there is always treachery in design.

While tempting fate I fell into a raging shallow prayer
The destiny I dreamt upon followed us everywhere

One moment with a doubtful future, bedded down benign
I am careful what I wish for and the treachery in design.

Perseverence

by

Daniel Chapa

Stumbling through the forest
With a handful of coincidences
I finished flailing to the ground
Found my sixth and seventh senses

While climbing to my feet
They revealed their angry eyes
Unfortunately my heavy heart
Never learned to compromise

Persistent beating on the drum
And a goblet full of desire
They pushed me down, tied me up
Then tossed water on my fire

A single ember failed to extinguish
With each breath it began to glow
In sweaty clothes and tightening bonds
I found energy down below

I patiently waited for my moment
To rise again and fight
A savage man, in a savage world
Faithfully conquering with delight

If you ever see me laying down
Be careful where you tread
I may be down, I mat be hurt
But I promise I'm never dead

Slowly gathering all I have
Then coming back again
I live to fight another day
And it's the reason why I win.

Twilight Tears

by

Daniel Chapa

Someone remarked, "You son-of-a-bitch!"
Their testimony rendered me an early ear itch.
When my mother never had the courage
To cower from an impending switch.

The flair for hopeless mutual denials
Leaves twilight tears in skeptical piles
The shining parquet floors abound
With drops retiring from eyes and smiles

Perillous fizzle from the mumbled words
Disaster denies that her child still disturbs
Resigns from the brothel she hath chose
Situates herself by uttering two unearthly verbs

Repulsed by ineptitude, and vindication lives alone
Inciting those with evil thoughts,"Leave your halos at your homes."
Unforseen by many, and carrying forth its fruit
Unearthly angels flying by do stupefy those in Rome.

The Five Christmas Wishes

by

Daniel Chapa

The five Christmas wishes
Made in Wisdom and in truth
Begin with each living person
Blessed with never ending youth

We shall live together in peace
No human shall harm another
Every race on this earth
Acknowledged as my Christian brothers

I save a wish for those in pain
Please end these hopeless addictions
Find the will power within your heart
To dispel those terrible afflictions

Mend the families so far apart
Bring each brother or sister home
Spread the love like bright Christmas lights
Let no one spend this moment alone

Please give every person a single realization
A reason for a season, accept a who and why
We are celebrating the virgin birth
Of a man that knew how he would die

sordid conversation

by

Daniel Chapa

An interesting situation
As I commented on her condition

The absence of her trust in men
And a proclivity toward sexual sin

While laying with me in a foreign bed
A breast exposed through sordid red

She tells me of the ancient pains
Which make the thought of love deranged

The men who lied and slept around
While always promising the princess crown

Through fluttered eyes her heart denies
The happiness brought through me disguised

This contemplation of a lonely soul
Resigns itself to destiny's goal

I rise then cross this empty room
Leaving only sadness and a paper gloom.

Bed Time Tremors

by

Daniel Chapa

A monster made me close my door
Scratching the frame and hugging the floor
Uttering the sounds I could not ignore.

With the door between the monster and I
A Quiet has come quickly to die
Pressuring my minds desire to fly.

Silence in a room causes disastrous sleep
Kicking myself free of the sweat soaked sheets
The bags under my eyes are far from discreet.

I rinse in the morning and carry my gun
Only the closest see my slow conversion
Into a man without sleep, and bad intentions.

Rejection

by

Daniel Chapa

Climb atop the highest hill
Gently swallow an earthly pill

Desirous will leaves me forlorn
My bed is empty, the sheets are torn

Ripped then rended turned to poison
Dripping tatters which truly annoy some

Hefting her memory on a weighted shoulder
Baggage my method I continue to behold her

In a fashion she came; then went to another
Honor her well my determined brother

Each momentous pleasure only helped me to drown
Then embarass my name in this tiny town.

Echoes

by

Daniel Chapa

Slowly sliding into denial
Angry ideas will fall
The bones in a pile

Run this game ends of earth
My purpose was known
On the day of my birth

Recognize the stated demands
Abusing my last thoughts
With these two hands

You are the one incomplete
Use your nails to dig
But the slide is steep

Absent in faith and headed home
Never see the ending
Till your cover is blown

Deny this love openly ignore
Even in my exile
I am an earthquake in the floor

You will tremble at the sound
A voice in your head
I will always be around
Even after I am dead.

Emotional Unfaithfulness

by

Daniel Chapa

Something occured to me early today
While searching for the last words to say

Struggle to find the strength to move on
Fighting a heart that knows where it belongs

I left her twice in sin and fear
Hesitation speaking violently clear

Her voice exclaims, "Leave me alone!"
Her eyes and heart silently call me home

Notes and messages say laugh out loud
But tears fall at night from her eyelash clouds

Two years spent as my only true friend
Hanging myself where feelings suspend

I see the places my eyes wish to go
Slipping in place on iced feelings below

There must be a way to realize I'm free
Before ruining the romance in front of me.

The Indian Tear

by

Daniel Chapa

The Indian on the cliff
Draws his bow taught
The arrow stiff and slender
Is powered by a thought

Let loose is the arrow
Flying through the air
Wobbling for a second
Becomes an eagle without a care

The eagle begins a dive
Tucks the wings to gain speed
Bulleting without caution
Of caution it has no need

Breath fills the lungs
As the ground becomes near
The feathered chest pops
As the missle sheds a tear

The tear continues on and
Lands on an umbrella
Its carried through town
On the shoulder of a fella

The fella sits down
And wonders where they went
The natives of this country
The ones that god sent

He thinks for a moment
Then his thought disappears
A moment is a moment
Even when it lasts for years

The year of the Indian is gone
In a grave becoming stiff
But the Indian slings his arrow
From his perch upon the cliff.

Sincerity Challenged

by

Daniel Chapa

Sincerity standing solidly steep
Leaps for distance in drems I sleep

Plunges through an ocean, dolphin kicks
Encounters a lie and the notion sticks

Sincerity stunned, must gasp for a breath
Pressuring water squeezes impending death

Blackness gathers in, the sea begins a swallow
The strength in lies arises, anger clearly follows

Burning lungs of truth slowly fill with ash
A single sincere heart is beating through this clash

Kicking, scratching, fighting for the surface
Truth against the lie, a war is fought with purpose

Sincerity makes its breach, drags one lie into the light
An uncertain future lies ahead
The truth will be judged tonight.

Fullfillment

by

Daniel Chapa

She left in the morning without saying her goodbyes
This soul cried weightless tears desirous butterflies

Sliding down the cheek to a empty tasting air
Never once questioning, "Is my teardrop fate fair?"

To carve a wet path then fall helplessly on the floor
A painful moment rendered then pondered no more

Each tear deserves a moment to shine like the stars
Hang them on the wall then admire from afar

Reminders of the moments my heart felt alive
In pain and in darkness the beating still survives

Contemplate a new strength gained in her disappearance
All promises which lacked a semblance of sincereness

Even upon her entry she was heading for the door
Glancing at her watch, a foot tapping on the floor

If I had loved her perfect, would I still have been ignored?
The man to satisfy her hungry lust,
does not exist and won't be born.

Absence of Dreams

by

Daniel Chapa

I think I dream as I sleep each night
Never quite remember, but i think i might

When awakened late at night, sweat soaked through
I come to the conclusion I may have nightmares too

I'm glad i don't remember, never enjoyed fear
Although the never knowing, makes me shed a tear.

The Strand

by

Daniel Chapa

A cut from the same thread we find are Gelly and I
Each day apart each night alone I braid the line by and by

The strands that left have now returned from a lifetime of trial and error
The things weíve lost will not return despite our mortal terror

Gelly is yellow and I am green our texture one and the same
These strands return and intertwine with no hesitation or silly games

I look upon this lady, so full of serenity, wisdom, and grace
I kiss her soft and hold her close touch a hand to her perfect face

A tragedy has found us both, showed the strength in fighterís souls
We will never give up and never bow down no matter the cost foretold

These strands we link remain unbroken a testament to true belief
Each moment spent inside her arms is a moment of loverís relief.

A good woman

by

Daniel Chapa

I ask if she is a good woman
And the answer is already known
Within her values and her actions
Her goodness is already shown

Goodness found in the little things
Always dedicated to her teams
The way she traces all my skin
A woman born inside my dreams

I've seen it inside pots and pans
As she makes us a dinner alone
I only wish to help her because
To help makes me feel at home

There is loyalty felt in the way
She stays close to me each night
My lashes silently open and she
Is there sleeping within my sight

The honesty inside her eyes is
A piece which makes things whole
I hope to never see this fade
As she has given a bit of control

I see the faithfulness within Gelly
When she dotes upon her only son
There is no comparison to the sheer
dedication of a mother with only one

I asked if she was a good woman
And my yes was already known
I see her goodness in every day
In hers my own goodness has grown

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.

This is Just to Say . . .

by

Daniel Chapa

This poem is just to say
Something special happened today

I awoke then rose early hours
Had the notion to purchase flowers

A dainty bouquet for my highness
Mere mortal words could never define this

Created in heaven my greatest gift
A princess I've found to stop my drift

Plant me firmly on a shaking ground
Give me the lasting gift of sticking around

I cringe at the thought- leaving her arms
I pray for every day enjoying her charms

Thank the Lord for a woman he named Gelly
I know I will never need another . . . I can feel it in my belly.

The Drowning Pool

by

Daniel Chapa

This child started a fire
Burning Within my dry eyes
Hold them open! Never tire
I muttered my own high lies

Keep these hands bridged for prayer
And thoughts of only redemption
I know I can never say her
rosary in this lonely condition

I recite the only words I know
The Lord's prayer crosses my lips
My fearless aura begins to glow
Easing the pain my faucette drips

I try to drain this drowning pool
For a decade I have filled with tears
To bear this weight is not so cool
And the dripping is all my ears hear.