my random day

silently i tread in a garden i know well
the wind blew by as my thoughts raced around in my mind
the fog beginning to thicken
then a strange thing happened...

i played a game of tag with a bird (i think i lost)
i strode into the gardens as i always do
keeping to the path and then for no real reason
i decided to cut across the open area of grass
this little bird flying close to the ground buzzed right in front of me
i stopped and smiled and thought no more of it
then as i started to move
it came around again
"so you want to play... little bird"
i then proceed to watch him as i made my way across the field
as i walked it circled me with every step it closed its loop
then broke off just as i came with-in 6 inches or so
I followed him and here he came again
i tried to anticipate where it was headed to get closer
circling each other, feinting this way and that
we played for about 5 minutes

i must of looked like a crazy person to anyone watching from far off
zig-zaging on the green with no apparent rhyme or reason

as i finally made my way off the grass and toward my destination
it flew off (i think to boast of a game that it had won)

i walked off the green to one of my favorite views of the city
for some reading and a sip of my coffee

i love this city...

excerpt from a sister's view - c skuza

While our most recent memories are sad, our life was full of joyful moments and togetherness. He and my brother Efra had a very special bond, when they were children they were roommates. When they were adults they worked together, and they were together almost till the end. During his lasts days Rafa asked for Efra continuously and every time Efra came to the room, Rafas face would light up and they would hold hands as if drawing strength from each other, one to be strong enough to leave, the other one to be strong enough to stay.

-c skuza

Tears still sting my eyes... gracias tia

must we all go? v2

he will envoke a prayer and wrap it in a tear
as a wife sleeps as best she can
he will trust in us
i will...

he is aging before my eyes
growing tired as he speaks
he will know us
i will...

a father lies as the son sits by his side
the thread of conversation jumping back upon itself
he will remember
i will...

the drugs so strong, they dull all
a daughter will help him drink
he will ask more of all of us
i will...

i strain my mind shut my eyes tight against world
focus all that is in me
i will...

i will
pray,
cry,
laugh,
remember,
dream,
and watch you pass.

knowledge of you is all i seek

little miss,
where will you go?
little miss,
will you see it all?
little miss,
paint me your world

little miss,
what do you do?
little miss,
will it be enough?
little miss,
sing me a song and let me hear of your life

little miss,
what inspires you?
little miss,
will it sustain you?
little miss,
put pen to paper and let your words surround me

knowledge of you is all i seek

a drink

i will raise my glass, bow my head and close my eyes

memories of conversations with friends flood my mind and mix with my blood...

intoxication comes, pleasingly warming me

the memories come in waves

as i finish my pull...

visions flash in black and white, grainy sun spotted stills

warming me pleasingly



its time to rest my mind and put my soul to bed