Poetry Corner: Vivid images of the mind and soul
October 19, 2005
Sabrina
By Matt Shapiro
She lights up precious life
She glows with warmth that heals
She is a bountiful balance of beauty and brilliance
She has eyes that beam into my soul.
She holds her loved ones close at heart
She feels tenderly, deeply
She flows with intensity through the pulse of passion
She has a touch that totally tingles.
She dances on my mind
She sweetly caresses my essence
She enhances my utopias
She is a dreamt reality.
She enriches my perspective
She has a spirit that sparkles
She is talented; she is a gift
I lose my balance in her eyes…
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Mona Karaguozian
I may not be an artist,
But I’ve drawn this picture well,
When I knew the door to heaven,
And I cleared the road to hell.
Vermeer’s lighting can’t show my soul,
Hidden from all passersby,
But I know that although I smile,
My heart can’t tell a lie.
It’s been done and over with,
Time cannot undo the deed,
But if I could, I’d change my world,
I’d plant a happy seed.
Delirious
Veronica Rocha
Eat me,
Like you chew on that turquoise straw.
See me,
As a perspective star.
Touch me,
Beautifully like a fixed cotton ball
in your mind.
Smell me,
Around my neck with your sweet breath on this lingering back
Lick me,
My inner thighs and in and around my–hmm ear.
Bite,
Every love spelling taste of flesh on my enormously heated soul.
Taste,
The very essence of this grand unbelievable dream/reality.
Kiss me,
As we join this giant spectacle of life.
Meet me
Meet me
On a canvas of hope,
Deliriously wandering through a starry night.
Let go, let go
Take this mold and unfold
Our suits of armor
Onto Mr. Cupids wings.
The Wrong Choice?
By Jackelin Maldonado
I was not sure,
yet you’re the one who said good-bye.
Then you tell me I’m being selfish
for wanting what was mine to begin with.
How can I be alright with you getting married for your legal status.
You say that I should leave it to
my conscious,
for feeling that I may have loved you.
Asked me, to be reasonable,
to stay as your lady, and to have as a wife.
How can you ask any sane person
to be reasonable in my situation.
You say you understand me
Yet you made it difficult.
To be with you is hard, but it is
harder to make the wrong choice.
Interested in submitting poetry please contact Diana Gutierrez at spotlight.sundial@csun.edu.