Blanca Alicia Garza is from Las Vegas, Nevada. She is a nature and animal lover, and enjoys spending time writing. Some of her poems are published in the new Poetry Anthology, "Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze", now available at Amazon.com. Other published work can be viewed at: www.thepoetcommunity.com,www.whispersinthewind333blogspot.com,www.winamop.com, http://www.indianavoicejournal.com, http://tuckmagazine.com
Thorns into Flowers
Reborn from within,
turning thorns into flowers
your darkness into light;
healing a bleeding soul.
Leaving sorrows behind,
smoldering in the fire
Try to forgive others,
but never forget the lessons,
or wounds that are imprinted
upon those desires.
Until your essence is ignited
and flies into oblivion.
For love is the only thing
worthy of this replete life.
Staring at the ceiling in my bedroom,
feeling a lump in my throat,
memories running down my cheeks
hurting me deep inside.
It's three A.M. and sleep I cannot...
missing you is tearing my heart apart.
In the darkness of my room
the silence is deafening.
I can hear the tick and the talk of
the clock whispering your name.
Time is sometimes cruel I say...
too short for those who are together...
too long for those who are far away.
My beautiful lady with Autumn skin,
do not be ashamed
of the marks that time left upon you.
Look into the mirror.
You're still beautiful...
You're still fire...
burning with intense desire.
Your body once was Spring,
then Summer, now it's Fall.
But there's still passion
in your soul and body.
Your skin still gets
goosebumps when touched.
Look into the mirror once more,
you're fire... you're desire.
My beautiful lady with Autumn Skin.
(Initially published in The Birdsong Anthology)
Hold My Hand
I could stay in the most dark and coldest corner of your soul... I'm not afraid of your darkness.
I would break my heart into a thousand pieces... just to write you a poem with every one.
I could remain in silence for awhile... just to hear the sweet melody of your heartbeat.
I will walk with you in the fiercest storm... if you promise to hold my hand tightly.
I've danced with a demon
flames flickering upon my entire being
burned pieces of my heart
now scattered on the floor
I picked up the embers one by one
and put them back where they belong
I wiped my tears and shook off the ashes
I'm ready to dance once more
but this time he will have to dance
to the music inside my soul
under this beautiful full moon
I'll hold him a bit tighter
and show his heart unconditional love.