A look at poetry: ‘My Stereo,’ ‘Breathe,’ and ‘Self’
May 3, 2005
My Stereo
By Eddie Cota
sometimes stress gets to thick
for my mind to deal with
but I found a remedy for situations like this
I grab my headphones and cover my ears
putting the world on silent
as my mind shifts gears
take a deep breath and hit play on my stereo
the music runs through me
as my problems let go
feeling pleasure over pain, sunshine over rain
inspired instead of depressed
and relief over stress
I survive through music and it’s become a necessity
it’s the one thing
that gives my mind, body, and soul unity
if you walk by me
and see me bobbing my head
don’t disturb me because I’m flying free
from the ways of the world
to an island of rhythm
maybe one day I’ll unplug my headphones
and let the world around me
listen to my stereo
Breathe
By Rolanda Prince
To breathe you in and
take you into me
is all that I am
permitted to do.
Hoping that you will grasp
my arms when I
hold them out
not wanting to let go
of what could be
or what once was.
To look into your eyes
and get lost in them.
Always yearning to hear
your voice and have you
hold me like you
once did and to vocalize
what is in my heart.
But all I can do
is breathe you in.
Self
By Sam Richard
He gazed at his reflection
Deep in his eyes, he saw a mortal man full of imperfections
He examined his heart, a field of dreams blazed with
sparks of passion
He traveled to his mind, a tunnel-visioned psyche fashioned
and determined to learn from life’s lessons
Searching for what he was made of, on this trip he went past
fields of hope and saw patches of pain and regrets–
roadblocks to memory lane
But then returned from his journey to the past with more of
his invaluable wealth: being true, learning and knowing
himself.