12.05.2011
i just had to take a moment to not cry today. posted at 12/05/2011 05:02:00 PM
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Nerisa Del Carmen Guevara
And by the time I reach 80
I would have fallen in love with
An entire city.
All the people on the streets
Would follow me down with
A knowing.
All hate gone. All sorrow.
The word absence would not
make sense.
The dinosaurs are still underground;
All the species the eco-warriors were not able to save
Have walked without regret to wastelands they haven’t found yet;
Most of the people we love, walking or dead,
Are sometimes in the dust we sweep out on Sundays.
The trees always leave an instant mix,
Just add water
And we are still
Here
Remembering even what we try to forget.
The once loved, the once loving,
The kept, the abandoned,
Finally making sense of it all.
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I miss my mentor a lot--Nerisa, or as I used to call her, Ricci, was a woman who gave so much wisdom and constantly helped pull me out of my desperate sea. But actions taken are never ones that can be undone, only forgiven and even then not forgotten.
Today, I think I need that wisdom more these days. I contemplated sending her a hello message, and tell her that I missed being her son in poetry, and realized that it might not come out of fruition anyway. I just miss the wisdom and comradeship.
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