Poetry, Writing

Tiempo

Tiempo, Tiempo, Tiempo. ¿Qué es el tiempo? Es la palabra que no entendemos al repetirla muchas veces. El Tiempo es saber que con cada día todo cambia y crece. El Tiempo es la imaginación, la percepción, el ánimo. El Tiempo es sentir la lluvia en la piel, el sol cálido. El Tiempo es la vida,… Continue reading Tiempo

Poetry, Writing

Ode to Milk

Milk is the best thing ever! I believe this to be true. without milk in my life, I don't know what I'd do. If there was no milk there'd be no cheese, no butter nor sweet french toast and milk tea. What would life be with no condensed milk, no whipped cream or cappuccinos? Desserts… Continue reading Ode to Milk

Poetry, Writing

Los Colores del Olvido

La paz de la selva, del Pacífico azul,  refleja en las estrellas la tristeza, su solitud.     Abandonados en el tiempo, el musgo verde su ataúd,  los colores del olvido amargos destellos de luz.     Pinceladas nubes blancas, como delicado algodón tejido, las suaves olas en la playa contra las rocas estallan sus… Continue reading Los Colores del Olvido

Poetry, Writing

Blue Diamonds

Drowning in a sea of sorrow,a sea of crystals turquoise blue.Its beauty blinded me, bound me,held me tight til I knew not what to do.It hypnotised me with its motion,its warm currents, its eternal youth.A sea that never ages, always changes,a sea that keeps me soothed.I love this sea, unpredictable and wild,tempestuous and calm,a contradiction… Continue reading Blue Diamonds

Poetry, Writing

Dreaming of Nuquí

I miss jungle treks and whale watching, I miss the sun and sudden rains, I miss reading in the hammock, Taking a siesta til late. I miss smoked fish for breakfast, the salty breeze on my head, poisonous frogs in the bromeliads, watching the sun rise from my bed. I miss silver skies and black… Continue reading Dreaming of Nuquí

Poetry, Writing

Night Keeper

You torture mein the worst wayKeep me up,Keep me awake.Through my Headthoughts fly aroundFrightening sights,Frightening sounds.The Voices, the Visionsyou scare me all NightPlease leave me Alone!Let me be Free.No rest can I getWill you ever letme recover, let me forget?Release me for goodfrom your Suffocating holdyou choke me with Passionyou choke me with Hatethe Darkness… Continue reading Night Keeper

Poetry, Writing

Stuck in the Mud

Lately I’ve been feeling stuckLike a small stick, helpless in the mud.The air is almost solid, stagnant.I am without energy: ImmobileTied up in the branches, I am caughtClimbing up the rocks has left me tired. My mind doesn’t escape. It, too, is tiredAll my thoughts are frozen, stuckin the cobwebs of my brain they are… Continue reading Stuck in the Mud