migueltio

July 27, 2014

World Peace??

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 10:07 pm

Can the world really
today
go without war
there is always someone
out there
who needs to
settle the score
with one excuse
or another
as to what they are
fighting for.

Do we really need
to fix
every on-going problem
of every Suni
or Shiite battling Muslim
who decides that
peace is just no good
in their Iraqi or
Syrian neighborhood?

Troops are
willing to sacrifice
but why must they
pay every senseless price
for every leader
who heads not our advice
thus creating a defense
only manned by mice?

Can the world ever
stop blasting
planes from the
sky
can Israelis and
Hamas ever see
eye to eye
can violence and
aggression themselves
EVER DIE
instead of the
innocent
for whom mourners
cry?

The world has become
one big
war-busy nation
they should label
our time
“The War Generation”
I wish my country
would not feel
the obligation
to get involved
in every other
country’s
war situation.

~Miguel

July 16, 2014

Dreams Of Respectability

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 4:25 pm

My dreams are
of a world of
personal equality.

My dreams are
of a world where
ego is not a quantity.

My dreams are
of a world that
knows not hate or bigotry.

My dreams are
of a people that are
for real, with no diggity.

My dreams are
of a people
who will not
hate the faces
of others
and their brothers
of different nations
or races.

My dreams are
not to smash
others like
cheap vases
with verbal
or written
insults or
disgraces.

My dreams are
of a people
who will respect
others’ spaces
understanding
that human beings
come from many
different places.

~Miguel

July 8, 2014

She

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 6:46 pm

She’s a woman
to be loved
she’s a woman
to embrace
she’s a woman
with a sweetness
from her feet
up to her face.

She runs herself hard
through the hasty
day’s pace
spreading light
spreading pride
never punk’d
in disgrace.

She’s a WOMAN
she is REAL
she is HUMAN
SHE CAN FEEL!!
Phony love?
She will refuse it!
Think you ‘da bomb?
SHE WILL DIFFUSE IT!!
SHE HAS A BRAIN
KNOWS HOW TO USE IT!!
DON’T YOU BE TRYIN’
TO ABUSE IT!!

She’s a woman
with a body
that she keeps on
pumpin’ hotty
she’s a woman
with a kiss
one would be wack’d
to dismiss
she’s a woman
with a real soul
not lip synch’d at
The Super Bowl
her heart is
like a gift
not some naughty
lump of coal!!

She is INSPRING
she is AMAZING
she stuns you like
a tazing
with a fire
so a-blazing
from New York
clear to
Beijing!!

~Miguel

July 2, 2014

Spa Journey

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 2:22 pm

Closing my eyes
not exactly sure
what to expect
it begins and
I am transported
to an island
somewhere
known only to
the heart beating
and the soul burning
inside me.

As I lay very still
on my back
supported by the soft
sand below me
contently listening to the sea
just behind me
my head and my shoulders
then my arms
then my legs
then my feet
are cleansed by the waters
of the shallow tide
moving its way
about me.

Turning then
upon my belly
I am transported
to a mountain top
as the coolest
yet calmest
of breezes
caresses my
back
settling the stresses
within my spine.

I sit up
taking in the breezes
on all sides
as I breathe slowly
hearing a distant
native flute
now thankful for
having experienced
such a deep
beautiful touch.

~Miguel

June 16, 2014

Running With Earthworms

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 1:27 pm

Seeing sun
running with a morning
glow
the ground now like
playdough
after night’s
rain show.

Running through a
neighborhood
where some leaders
work for good
while some dream instead
of Hollywood
not the progress
that they should.

Running with the
earthworms after
rain on the street
stepping high toward
morning’s sky not one
caught beneath my
feet.

Let the rain
wash off the
pain caused by daily
stress or strain
let the sun
spread the rays
rising high
with a morning glaze
shining my journeys
brightening my days.

~Miguel

May 25, 2014

In It For The Haul

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 2:10 pm

Feeling tired and
exhausted after
working a long day
having taught my
students.

It is not my students
that exhaust me
they actually inspire
my mind to come
alive.

What is most exhausting
is seeing and hearing
from the many who
think that all is
lost.

So many just let
life get the best of
them as if THEIR best
is in the long gone
past.

So many let issues
of long past events
dwell as if they still have
significance.

So many let issues
linger due to
their own
arrogance
so many lay guilt
of simple
circumstance
blind to seeing the real
truth of others innocence
while the true problem lies
in their own
ignorance
caused by self denial
of their own
irrelevance!

Inspiration let me
fly
let the toxic past
die
so that my future dreams will
thrive
let only treasured lights
survive!

~Miguel

May 15, 2014

Getting A Move On

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 8:32 pm

Stretching out my arms
in long extended strides
as I sit crossing each one
across my chest
pulling
counting
releasing
then laying down
extending each
above my head.

Stretching to ease
the night time pain
stretching to prevent
the throbbing strain
that awakens me sudden
from relaxing sleep
like a gash from my
shoulders to my fingers deep.

Stretching
breathing
meditating
slow
stretching
forcing
my old blood
to flow
hoping to thaw
this chronic icing
with a glow
so that the health
of my body
I will
constantly
know.

Trampoline bouncing
cardio pronouncing
arms pressing
strength expressing
salsa dancing
feet enhancing
body moving
outlook improving.

~Miguel

May 6, 2014

Impresionables

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 7:00 pm

El rio
fluye majestuosamente
su agua huye
por delante
del puente.

Mis emociones
han estado desnudan
completamente
pero el corriente fluye
por mis pasiones
exquisitamente.

Mis suenos
incluye
un deseo convergente
a una confianza
que soy dependiente.

Mira a la chica
entre las moras
esta llamado a
vivir por horas
cuando nadie de
este mundo
lleno de gente
avanzar
constantemente
de paz induce
por la mente.

El chico que vive
dentro del puente
tiene un destino
solamente supervivencia
del momento completamente
con la ayuda de madurado
prosperamente.

Sona
piensa
organicamente.

~Miguel

May 2, 2014

Do Not Waste It!

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 9:46 pm

Do Not Waste It!

As time keeps passing
how are we spending it
do we believe us an angel
taking every day
as an innocent ride
or do we down deep possess
a little darker side
with a fantasy
a secret
that we perpetually hide?

Every day passes by
new birth comes forth
old friends die
do we narrow our vision
to just a piece of
the pie or do we keep
opened wide to where
the ocean meets the sky?

Let us burn in our hearts
with soulful desire
never letting out the
daily fire that
keeps us marching forward
staying on our feet
never letting our dreams
be stranded on the street
casting a smile
to every eye that we meet!

~Miguel

April 27, 2014

Cajun Shrimp Cakes!!

Filed under: Food — migueltio @ 12:59 pm

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