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407 · Dec 2016
Will I Make It
Mark Lecuona Dec 2016
I'm crossing an ocean of faith
Riding upon the secrets I hide from man
For the vessel is what grace is made of
It is not sea worthy
Nor navigable by sight
I am only drawn towards the other side
I watch wondering of the hold
Will it fill with water?
Will the holes in my spoken words
Reveal themselves to me once again
And though the mariner knows my haste
The waterline draws near
But I see the shoreline before me
Will forgiveness reach for my bow too late?
Will unworthiness drop its anchor too soon?
Spare me this quest
Relieve me of my fears
Will I sink
Or will I land leaving behind my confessions
For they are of no use to me now
You are not moved
And God already knew
Mark Lecuona Feb 2015
Where is the darkness?
Have you found it in the light?
Next to your sadness
Because of your children
Or the lover who rejected you
Or your job
Is that where the darkness is?
Or is it in your mind
Soiled
Fouled
Absent of light
Disgraced
A bottomless pit
But is it?
Is the absence of light
The same as blackness of skin?
Who said a word must define what you are?
Who said that what you are is that word?
The question is asked because you believe the world
You have judged yourself as they would judge you
Black is bad
White is good
But we know everything that is good can be scorned
And everything that is bad can be praised
And you have decided that what is black envelops your mind
Do you believe certain people do not love their children?
That they do not cry?
That they do not fear?
That they do not die?
Yet they walk with their head held high
Why can’t you?
You must find out who you are
You must find out what you know
You must know your consciousness
You must know what makes you aware of your existence
Then you will begin
For who knows of this existence other than the physical body
And your voice
It is your voice that is driven from within
Yet you speak with their words
Because you think with their thoughts
You must begin to think with your thoughts
You must ask them why they can be so easily swayed
You must ask them why they refuse to stand alone
You must ask them why they cannot be who they are
Do not let anyone take away from you that which was given to you
For they do not feel your existence like you do
Break every mirror
Ignore every flattery
Ignore every insult
Ignore everything that diminishes who you are
For who are they?
Who gave you life?
Not them
Who will be there when you die?
Not them
Who holds the key to heaven?
Not them
Who knows you?
Not them
But who hurts you?
Them
It is time to be what you cannot see but can only feel
Close your eyes
Are you not still alive in the blackness behind your eyes?
Who lives there?
Not them
Only you
But not in anger
But instead in calm realization
That is who you are
That is where you will begin
405 · Sep 2014
Unexplained
Mark Lecuona Sep 2014
Why won't she
Why can't I
She won't just
It's only
It's never
She'll wait
If I could
Is it what I
If she would
I only need
But she might if
It has to be
What she will
Or else she
While I cry
Because I never
What she was
405 · Feb 2012
You May Leave The Word
Mark Lecuona Feb 2012
Your calling
Is not mine
What unseen force
Controls your mind?
Is it you
Or something else?
You live in certainty
But what if it’s false?
Whose will
Shall be done?
Yours?
Or the one?
From what revelation?
From what language?
From what prophet?
Can truth assuage
A free man?
Even if you are right
I cannot walk as you do
I am bathed in my own light
There are many paths to God
To each his own way
The glory is grace
And not how we obey
You cannot know
What I receive
You cannot know
What I believe
For in a quiet moment
Where my heart beats alone
The message is heard
And to it I will atone
My conscience speaks to me
There is no confusion
The insistence of a charlatan
Is an unwelcome intrusion
You have spoken
And I have heard
Depart from me now
You may leave the word
It will become part of me
To what end I do not know
I thank you for your concern
But now you must go
405 · Nov 2015
What God Will Find
Mark Lecuona Nov 2015
No matter the slumbers that overtake
Or the past that won't release it's hold
Who you are is in the light only you can shine

No matter that love can only forsake
Or that children make you feel old
What you can be are the thoughts in your mind

No matter headwinds that are too great
Or the nights that loneliness make cold
How you will love is what your heart will remind

No matter the darkness of your fate
Or the lies that have been told
That a kind soul exists within is what God will find
405 · Apr 2015
Muddy Hands Sandy Feet
Mark Lecuona Apr 2015
Everything he loved was buried under the disbelieving mound
The grave held him up as he leaned on stiff grieving hands
The rain fell without remorse as his fingers sunk into the mud
It reminded of her once smiling toes disappearing into white sands

He knew his apprenticeship to life would run off with next sunrise
The mud crushed his temples until all that was left was guilt
He remembered that he was alive as everything became real
He found only emptiness in the very place their love once built

He couldn’t leave because the traces of his hands were washing away
It would be their last moment together though she had already left
He thought to reclaim the imprint that she left on sandy shores
But they were gone as muddy waters raised the tide to lay love to rest
405 · Jul 2017
Fairy Tales Are For Men
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
Fairy tales aren’t just for children
I learned that the hard way
I opened the book again
Magic was no longer an illusion

Flowing ribbons and blue velvet
You returned to the time before we met
But you are always so real to me
I have to decide if I can take it this time

We are not here to start a war
There’s something only you can do
And I need to believe in that
I can make anything of you in my mind

There’s nothing for me to tell you
It’s become a way of seeing
Walk as if nobody is watching
But don’t trip over my dream

The misty river side leads me on
I can imagine without you there
That’s the scary part about lust
It talks to angels living inside of me

Who can get used to waking up
We think we do but it's not true
The more I fight it the more I feel it
Longing is stronger than being alone
404 · Sep 2015
A Piano
Mark Lecuona Sep 2015
She wondered if she ever made him feel like that
The way he was lost in concentration
Feeling every moment as if it were his true love
And maybe it was
Because she also knew the feeling
And as she watched his face
She could see nothing else mattered at that moment
It was because he believed in what he held in his hands
It would do whatever he asked
It would feel whatever he felt
And when his life was lost because he forgot how to dream
It would send him into the night where he would remember
If she only knew
She was the reason he played
404 · Dec 2017
Mistakes
Mark Lecuona Dec 2017
You've made bad mistakes
So have I
The only ones that matter
Are the ones that kept me from you
I'm not feeling like a bad person
It's only a lost feeling
How can it be so clear
And be so far instead of near
Maybe I wasn't ready for you
You were rising like hot summer air
And I was falling through every bump
The turbulence was not what I asked for
That's how we fly our planes
Gliding, thrusting into the air
And you were all I wanted there
I must have passed you on the way to nowhere
403 · Oct 2015
What Are Miracles For?
Mark Lecuona Oct 2015
We all have our reasons
But I didn’t choose to love you
You knew how to reach me
When you did I knew I could be true

We each go our own way
It’s not the way I wanted it to end
Now I’m believing in miracles
And dreams about a long lost friend

I need something to believe
But not flying above clouds
Or something I can’t see
I know why I pray at night
It’s for a miracle baby
It’s about you coming back to me

You thought I didn’t really love you
But I could never explain
How life can keep people apart

We all think about tomorrow
I wonder who will be there
I know who I want it to be
But sometimes miracles don’t care

I need something to believe
But not flying above clouds
Or something I can’t see
I know why I pray at night
It’s for a miracle baby
It’s about you coming back to me
Song lyrics
403 · Apr 2016
When Difference Matters
Mark Lecuona Apr 2016
The myth comes alive without asking for any help
It doesn’t care if it’s real or not, only that you believe
We steal from the dead, they can’t defend themselves
The only difference between us is that we can still breathe

I once carried a flower in my hand with no intention
And stared at a painting wondering if it made him cry
The strangest moments give a memory a long life
But the last time I smiled I couldn’t remember why

I’ve never made someone up in my life, only their feelings
I didn’t know it at the time because I thought it was true
The only thing I know about a walk on scattered sea shells
It’s the best place to narrow my feelings down to a few

I can’t decide if I should fly across the ocean again
I know everything about them, they’re only human
It’s not what they believe or why they  believe it, but
Maybe a different language makes a different woman

Being so far apart gives the smoke a chance to settle
It’s as if being weird is normal instead of like it is here
The sun sets and rises at the same time for two people
Like a life of laughing and crying both far and near

Don’t tell me what you know unless it made you bleed
All the rest was something you read or left behind
I could walk past you again but I’d rather get involved
Tell me what you see in me, I need to know what you find
403 · Jul 2016
Time Enough
Mark Lecuona Jul 2016
You know I've been there babe
It doesn't mean I want to go back
It just means I know why
I know why you can't go there

I can't prove anything to you
It's just the chance you have to take
It's the same way for me
You have as much power as I do

Where do we go now?
Where is our safe place?
Is it a place or a time
I think you're worth it
Forget the places I've been
I'm ready for you to move in

You know I've felt it babe
I thought somebody was the one
That kind of hope is hard to replace
Especially when it hurts so bad

Where do we go now?
Where is our safe place?
I know love is worth it
But I won't know if this is it
Until enough time passes
Do you have time enough for me?
Song lyrics
403 · Oct 2017
May I Come In?
Mark Lecuona Oct 2017
You gave yourself away
But only to yourself
You've built a life
And every possibility exists

If you gave it to me
How can I be all of that
Why would the world exist
If I am the only one?

You cannot know me
Cleverness is like perfume
The aroma is not life
It is only to trick your mind

I know every emotion
The same as you
I throw them in the air
But I always drop them

Being alone is a fortress
My voice intrudes
It is naked with purpose
You must consider its strength

Is it all to much
A violin changes your feeling
I try to be soft but beautiful
A sound you cannot ignore

You wait for another soul
How long does a revelation take
If I cannot make you laugh
Is my kindness so worthless?

I cannot see the scarf you wear
I only know it hides your heart
Forever guarded by God's hand
Will I ever know its grace?
402 · Nov 2015
For Andy
Mark Lecuona Nov 2015
The echoes of my footsteps are so far away
I will never know if they will ever be found
Like stars awakening one by one
Or watching light moving east to west
The fear of mortality will never make a sound

I saw tears draped as dew on a green meadow
Glistening memories of the past upon your soul
Like candles burning a hole in the night
Or the sun making red the ocean blue
We will try to make our broken hearts whole
401 · Nov 2017
Standing at Attention
Mark Lecuona Nov 2017
The sun always sets first on cloud high
That’s what he thought as the flag waved
It flew against the background he once flew
Before the bursts of light that frame his sleep

From the nose of the bomber he saw it first
It was his life and it was in God’s hands now
There was something about peacemakers
He tried not to think about what was right

He thought of these things as the horizon bent
He never was one to hate anybody or anything
Oh the longing for peace but that was not today
He wondered if they would think he was weak

He knew a song about praying the morning after
But what if that’s too late to ask for mercy
It's been so long since he wondered about it
These things are only for poets to write

They didn’t know we were coming home
Who is that at the door? Are you all right?
Looking at you tells me that I need to be
Just never ask me that question ever again
401 · May 2017
Where Memories Crest
Mark Lecuona May 2017
Draw your red lips near my love
Paint a heart-shaped pool upon my chest
Place it above my heart
Fill it with rivers of mascara, until,
to where you lips touched my life it will crest;
neither below or above;
neither wanting or exceeding your will
It is to perfectly cleanse what you past was made of;
and I will wash away your memory of being apart;
from the love that once made you distressed;
Draw your red lips near, my love
Bring them close so you may hear
The beating heart that dark pools of pain cannot arrest
No, for it will no longer be full of fear;
but instead what once thickened the lashes
that no man could tame or ****;
will now become a new start,
for as I receive your love;
what you place upon me will lay it’s head to rest;
a wave softly glistening on sand after it crashes,
as can only faith that has become belief lies still
399 · Feb 2015
The Mind Alone
Mark Lecuona Feb 2015
Listening to light as it arrives from the deepest past,
   only to be stricken by the dark,
   as it passed the last mile
Seeing voices bound by etchings on a tombstone,
   only to be silenced by memories,
   that forgot how to smile
Touching wind storms demanding audience with me now,
   only to be shepherded into balloons,
   that can only float and beguile
Climbing waves of torrent driven by images of sparkling sands
   only to be reminded once again,
   of the futility of living in exile
398 · Jan 2015
Floating Outside Castles
Mark Lecuona Jan 2015
The moat we dug with our own hands
filled with our blood
carries us around the castle erected on foreign lands
while we wait
for a door to open before we drift to the wrong side of empty sands
and what did we learn
except not to drown hoping for the current that was beyond our commands

But is there no consciousness
that will reveal itself to another in the same manner that it reveals itself to you;
is there is no revelation
that will ask less faith of you than what you have already been told was true;
is there is no love
that has not already lost that is less painful than the one you already knew;
is there is nothing beyond the next sunrise
greater than making another person feel worthy of your love too?
398 · Mar 2015
No Matter
Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
No matter the darkness in others
They still recognize kindness
Even if they cannot trust it

No matter the stone
It can be cooled beneath the sun
And warmed beneath the moon

No matter how they respond
They will remember how you made them feel
Even if the love they never had remains a mystery

No matter
You cannot change the world
But you can turn on the light
398 · Apr 2015
I Changed
Mark Lecuona Apr 2015
To see all of heaven in your hands
and feel the courage of the morning after
hold a newborn baby
and listen to a dying friend’s laughter

Whatever is thus, I am prepared for the inquisition of the soul
I never asked to be born, but I am responsible for my role
The spine of the divide was the shortest distance to the light
I always avoided the blood, but ate the body every night

What beat down upon every decision was the eye of my creator
While he lit temptations fire, I became it’s very nature
I once learned on bridges and dirt roads, then by love that died
Never once was a moment when I knew what was inside

To not forgive someone
to whom you owe so much;
is to accuse without depth
or the right to benefit by their touch

Whatever it became, I once only saw what required no belief
Then rivers without a head or feet, only direction but no relief
Then came with eyes closed, the life built around the mind
And what was my feeling of grace became something I could not find

I belong, though indulgence became empathy and recognition, a mystery
The story you thought was written without regret is forgotten history
To reach each other without shock or judgment is to know both ways
Up or down, left or right, man or woman, right or wrong, insult or praise

To watch the change in love
or the desire for loneliness instead of anger
is to hold a heart that you forgot
and a mind to whom you became a stranger
397 · Aug 2015
All Our Life
Mark Lecuona Aug 2015
All our life is finally here
It really is true
I’m going to tell you now
Though I don’t really know you

I want to tell somebody
The things they want to hear
Maybe if I write it down
I will be ready to whisper in your ear

It’s time to listen to the moon
Though the silence is so calm
It’s my heart that you feel

In the last days
Everyone wonders
What was it about
So many times
I felt so twisted
I felt so much doubt

All our life we dream
And we wait
But you walked by
While I held open the gate

It’s time to listen to the sun
The warmth made you smile
Because my heart is real
Mark Lecuona Dec 2017
The lights in the distance
Rivers without end
I only seem to cross alone
You never return the favor

Home again, it's easy to see
Waiting for me, nature I possess
But is it my own or something else
I can't decide which way to turn

Save it all, every moment
I want you to share it with me
Even if you can't describe it
I will see it in your eyes

It doesn't matter, night or day
Asleep or awake, you follow
Or dragged by fantasy's light
Between us there's so much more
397 · Dec 2017
Memories Only For Heaven
Mark Lecuona Dec 2017
It’s alright my darling
If they don’t get me
You are more than that
What matters is you do

The way you welcome me
Everything I say is right
I only have to breathe
Your heart holds it in

I know you are waiting
Always believing in me
My mistakes don’t matter
You understand how life is

You make it so easy to love
The fear I once knew is gone
How can I not take the chance
When your smile only says yes

I’m ready to say I love you
But you already know it’s true
I’m not the first to look at you
With eyes soaking to the bone

I already know it’s worth it
The pain of losing someone
Is how my tears choose to live
Your memory is the way to die
396 · Apr 2016
I Never Did
Mark Lecuona Apr 2016
I never did see it coming
It was as if she had no mother or father
Like dew that only lives in the morning
Or the tears she tried to deny
Our life together never felt like water rushing

I never did know you were leaving
It was as if I had no future or past
Like a sunset is only for wishing
Or how sorrow can only say goodbye
Our love was only what we were missing

I never did know you were crying
It was as if I had no mind or heart
Like an old man forgetting
Or yesterday’s blue sky
Our love was gone before I started trying

I never thought I’d stop living
It’s as if I died or just gave up
Like polite elevator conversing
Or closing the door alone at night
Our love is now just me remembering
396 · Jul 2016
Blemished Skies
Mark Lecuona Jul 2016
I’m your neighbor I’ll do you a favor
But I can’t solve all your problems
Leaving town is hard but I started the car
At least summer’s turning to autumn

I don’t mind clouds or music too loud
As long as it’s my stereo playing
It’s the same with my children’s minds
I just need to know they aren’t worrying

I like to complain
I’m good at it
I got the world figured out
But they never listen
Some people aren’t so smart
Even though they think they are
Telling me what they know
Helps them smile in the rain

I have a piano and a bank account
But I wish I could play the guitar
I know a few chords but not enough
It’s easier to carry around in my car

I’m heading some way out of here
But I noticed the sofa seems the same
I left for a while but never did open the door
There’s a way out but it’s not the way I came

I like to smile
I’m good at it
Even if the world won’t
What else can you do
People like to drink
I wish they’d drink with me
There was someone once
But only for a little while

Leaving doesn’t always mean goodbye
The corner booth in Pecos isn’t how I say hello
Being that kind of lonely is not for me
I’ll stay right here and pretend it’s the place to be

I like to smile and complain
I’m good at it
Catch me when the water’s running
That’s the best time
You might think I only like blue skies
But that’s not how life is
That’s why I like clouds
I like things that come back again
Song lyrics
394 · May 2015
Only The Cross Knows Why
Mark Lecuona May 2015
It was just a question between kids, or maybe
between a monkey and a tortoise; one who
liked to climb trees; the other more pleased
with taking his time

How did things start; the question waffed
by dry air, watched by the hands that set it
in motion coming to rest as a most fortunate
tenant on the back of the pitching shell

If it was an explosion maybe that’s why we
cannot live delicately though butterflies
and falling leaves pass through this life; even
as a mirage; owning their resistance to death
as a dream owns our fears

It must be like that; we live like animals;
reacting to forces that we cannot control
or understand; spreading our minds apart
like buildings scattered by what another
man described as victory

Though reason remains within us the decisions
we make cannot stick to walls that refuse to
stand still while time records every doubt
as to the meaning of islands and arks

But why would we blow something up to
create something new unless what was
to come was penance for horrors that a
youthful God witnessed in his progeny;
only the cross knows why
Mark Lecuona Apr 2012
We saw her walking away
We smiled right through her jeans
Sometimes she looks so good
But I don’t really care what it means

We laughed because we’re so bad
It’s not like the girls don’t know
“What are you gonna do now?”
“I’m gonna take it as far as it needs to go”

Take it as far as it needs to go
She may be in it for love
But I’m gonna take it slow
Take it as far as it needs to go
She may look good
But love needs time to grow

I may want a girl
I may want her bad
But after a night of love
I’ll probably just make her sad

Can a girl make love for nothing?
For nothing but how I make her feel?
I already know what she’ll do for me
We’ll see what happens once it gets real

Take it as far as it needs to go
She may be in it for love
But I’m gonna take it slow
Take it as far as it needs to go
She may look good
But love needs time to grow
Song lyrics...
393 · Mar 2015
It's Not Holy
Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
I wanted to say grace
Because you were going to be so good for me
But I decided to let it be
What I wanted wasn’t something that was holy

I never want to change you
You’re already the way I want you to be
You don’t trust love
So protect yourself but when it’s time be with me

It's there because we are
We just have to choose what's right
It might be for us
But it's always in God's sight

Every time I have a question
It’s only about you and nothing else
I already know what to do
But when am I’m coming off your shelf?

I want to make it seem right
Even if it’s not we can at least have one night
I don’t know why you hold back
When last time it was you who turned on the light

It's there because we are
We just have to choose what's right
It might be for us
But it's always in God's sight
Song lyrics
392 · Nov 2017
Save Me
Mark Lecuona Nov 2017
Bury me in your forgiveness
Leave me to thoughts of you
There is no temple for my heart
Except inside the one I loved

It's too much for us to take
Saying goodbye so many times
There is more than one love
Every path turns more than once

I don't need to go without
I didn't choose to live that way
I once knew how to be brave
But then I had to protect myself

I'm not going to crawl anymore
There is a way to say I'm sorry
I can't make it a way of life
If you can't tell me the same

It's not that I can't forgive
I can but it's not what it was
Our love began as a fantasy
It ended because it wasn't reality

I thought I could love like Jesus
I sank as soon as the water rose
I can no longer breathe like before
Being saved means drowning first
392 · Mar 2016
mirror To The sun
Mark Lecuona Mar 2016
It never ends It never changes
But we do
The clouds And the moon
Reflections
So Bright But so needy
Just Like us

Above it all For once in my life
but nervous
not Like a Fish in the ocean
Floating
Deep But always so alone
just like Me

Nothing can be done Nothing at all
But wait
a mirror extended End to end
Silent
But So true So hurtful So real
Just like you
just was kind of taken by the western sun's light reflecting off the top of the eastern clouds on my flight back to Austin today from Oklahoma...
392 · Jan 2017
Fantasy No More
Mark Lecuona Jan 2017
I thought to write a fantasy
But I prefer reality
If you need a dream from me
Then I wonder why
We can play pretend
But what is left
Except the truth of a memory
The one that made you look to me
Hoping I knew something new to be
And if you cry
So do I my friend
But fantasy is only theft
We can never love reality
Until faith in what we cannot see
Remind us that even love becomes angry
392 · Mar 2015
Maybe Tomorrow
Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
You're going to wake up tomorrow
Is it going to be a day that you regret?
Will you die making a stand for truth
Or  look in the mirror trying to forget?

Can you make it anymore?
You know how hard things are
There's too much that you want
And everything is so far away

Somebody loved your body the other day
You let him have you because it felt right
But he couldn't keep his life inside you
He took it when you turned on the light

You just want someone to be on your side
Maybe that's what tomorrow will be about
Don't ask for help just to get some attention
If you act crazy you'll just create more doubt

Can you make it anymore?
You know how hard things are
There's nothing you don't want
And everything is so far away
Song Lyrics
391 · Jan 2015
It's Been a While
Mark Lecuona Jan 2015
It’s the year two thousand fifteen
It’s been a while
It’s been a while since we started counting
It’s been a while since we thought this would be the future
A future of amazing things
Like flying machines for each of us
And colonies on other planets
Maybe a visitor too
But nothing’s changed
Hate is the same
Poverty is the same
War is the same
Conquest is the same
Power is the same
Abuse is the same
And still heaven remains silent
While we imagine a world away from all of this
A world that may not be here for a while
The same while that we have already waited
For this year
Maybe that's the problem
Maybe we shouldn't wait
Waiting is nihilism
Maybe we should do something instead
Something that has been with us
All the while
Something like love
Or peace
Or forgiveness
Or empathy
Or love
Love
391 · Jan 2017
A Kiss Too Far
Mark Lecuona Jan 2017
I can’t believe all you can see is how I hurt you
I think we fell in love but I'm not sure for how long
When the sun rose everything about you turned blue
The sky was beautiful but you decided you didn’t belong

I remember when we walked into the shadows
You had me and you smiled the way it felt
Your eyelashes were alive like a breeze in a forest
But you said I was too cold to let my heart melt

You love too hard now but you don’t think so
I heard a song about him telling her no
But it was because he didn’t want her to go
I once was young enough to be that way

I want to bring back what was lost
I want you to believe this time it’s real
But I’m as different now as you are
We have to learn to love the way we feel
391 · Aug 2015
Falling On Your Sword
Mark Lecuona Aug 2015
If you've fallen short
You are not alone
If you are dying
It is we who must atone
For the failure of our disapproval
Because it is man who casts the stone
And not our God
Who invites you home
391 · Jul 2016
Opposites
Mark Lecuona Jul 2016
Opposite ends of the sunshine
Though warmth reaches us all
It cannot tell us how we should feel
Sometimes we don’t understand
Why would the sun fail to see
What is false and what is real?

Opposite ends of the ocean
Crushed by water or is it distance
Is the deep the same as the surface?
Still we stand on distant shores
As swells dance with the moon
Another light uncaring about justice

Opposite ends of the earth
Taking turns with light and dark
Leaving messages on the moon
I see you but you do not know me
Will we decide to meet halfway
Will it be midnight or high noon?

Opposite ends of the rainbow
Is it gold we hoard or colors?
Will love decide which is right
Through a prism we see images
The times of our life and pain
Can love share as we share light?
390 · Jul 2015
Vacation
Mark Lecuona Jul 2015
They built beautiful buildings
and buried their dead in an abbey
that even bombs graced as they
exploded where the grass now grows

But the land is as old as where you stand
And what pain they felt is now a mystery
Do you hear the voices of the graves,
Or the glory of a shadow that stains their history?

Our own people
They live as do underground worms
Only a mile away
Past lights that confuses stops and turns

The poor, forgotten, live alone
They are not exotic enough for us to care
We know them all to well
There is no ancient writing to draw us near

Instead they live on cracked pavement
On ground that will be holy a century from now
Because then the history of our descendants will matter
But today we smile while they wipe their sweaty brow

It is not their beauty that matters
But instead the contemplation of a thousand dreams that never came true
And while you stand next to a mountain or a cathedral
They ask in a language you do not understand
What does it have to do with you?
388 · Aug 2017
History Cannot Wait
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
I don’t know what to tell you my son
The fire has started and it’s a hot one
The past is about to be undone
We once wanted to learn from it
Now we’re erasing the song they sung
You may have to ask yourself why
And if you can’t understand
Then ask a man who was hung

The storm will pass
Just like the last one
But what will it leave behind?

You can’t change the color of your skin
The way it was worn once was a sin
It’s up to you to decide where history will begin
You had nothing to do with it
You’re innocent but the gallows bell is heard again
Their anger is a tormented man’s cry
And if we can’t understand
Ask if marble eyes have a soul within

The storm will pass
Just like the next one
But what new world will we find?
387 · Feb 2016
Behind The Rocks
Mark Lecuona Feb 2016
As he walked around the corner
Each silhouette of the past separated
Every transformation of his soul
And though dirt stains everyone
The soil where he began remained under his feet

Through every age
From as a boy to an aging man
A new realization
Each of what he once believed
And now what  it is he must accommodate

Once he knew ignorance
It was as common to him as the sky was blue
Then the truth surrounded him
Like desperate men emerging from the rocks
Ready to ****, if only he knew it came from within

He was saddened by the death of her pet
And the broken mind of a friend
While his own battles raged from behind the rocks
Where the images of man reflect upon one another
And the faith in a real God awaits a true believer
386 · Mar 2015
I Tried to Close It
Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
I tried to close my door
But your breath filled the key hole
I tried to close my eyes
But you came to me in my dreams
I tried to close my mind
But you kissed my heart instead
I tried to close my heart
But you taught me what love means
386 · Aug 2016
Sound
Mark Lecuona Aug 2016
Echo cries
No longer human
We start it
Mountains reflect it
Meadows accept it
Then fading away
Where rock slides come to rest
And streams empty themselves
Into the human heart
Never a wasteland of indifference
Only a place to begin again
The birthplace of sound
Anguished and joyful
386 · Feb 2015
I'm Sorry
Mark Lecuona Feb 2015
Your name has become
an alliteration in my mind
Your face a sunset
that waits for my dream to catch up
I’m sorry it's taking so long

I know why you are so vague
when once you were so obvious
I broke your mind enough not to care
but justice was served upon mine
I’m sorry it had to happen that way

We were headed for the sun
without fear of getting too close
But that is exactly what happened
and we knew then the game was real
I’m sorry I found out too late
386 · Jan 2017
Why Didn't You Warn Her?
Mark Lecuona Jan 2017
Don’t give to her reluctantly
or resentfully
There are no warnings in her life;
no blinking lights
She knows any moment could be the last
Not for life; at least not her own;
no, it wouldn’t be right
Instead, it must be all around her;
to the things or people she loves
Life prefers cruelty to kindness;
to win an unjust fight
But she said, “I won’t give you up;
it’s not time yet”
It will always be her nature;
no matter the frost upon her heart,
the path remains steadfast in her sight
386 · Aug 2016
Submission
Mark Lecuona Aug 2016
We must make love
Before we ever touch
We must make love
As we talk
We must make love
Whenever we walk
Together
Or alone
Always on our mind
As a gentle breeze
Capturing your heart
With love
With allure
With anticipation
Even as we wait
Knowing our bodies
Will please the other
Because
That is what matters
Let me be your lover
Let me take you there
You must know
That I crave you
I cannot stop
Thinking of you
Imagining
How you will be
The singular focus
Of my need
To engulf you
Can no longer be denied
And so
It is time
To be still
It is time
To be silent
It is time
For you to submit
To me
We have gazed upon one another
We have bared our souls
We have been equals
Now it is time
For me to be your man
And to be a man
The way you want me to be
The way that I am
You don't have to tell me what to do
I know what you want
I know how you want it
And that is what I want
So it is time
For submission
To be beautiful
To be desirable
To be open
To let me run free
In your life
In your mind
In your garden
Let me control you
Let me turn the key
And open the door
To the way a man
Loves a woman
It is time for me
To carry you
It is time for me
To ****** you
It is time for you
To submit
To my lust
To my desire
To my need
To make love to you
As long as it takes
For your
Exhaustion
For your
Glistening
Beads of sweat
For your
******
Yes
As long as it takes
I will never tire
Because
All I want
Is to make you
Remember
And want more
Every night
I will be your man
I am not beating my chest
It is my heart that beats
In pursuit
Of you
My prey
Let me kiss your neck
Let me turn you
Away
So I can touch you
All over your body
Let me turn you
And see your body
And draw you to me
Let me pull you
To me
So I can touch you
And kiss you
Ravenously
Like an animal
Overwhelming you
With my passion
As you have never felt
Passion
Dominating your mind
So you will forget
Your lessons
Of childhood
So you can be a woman
And make love to me
Your man
385 · Jul 2016
I Can Say It
Mark Lecuona Jul 2016
I have more than one life
Instead of all of it being the same
I won’t regret what’s to come
I’ve decided to tell you how much I love you
But first I need sleep on the bottom of a pool

Everything is organized
Every problem, every gift I have
Always together but waiting its turn
I’ve decided to tell you more than you tell me
But first I need to jump out of a boat for a swim

I can do it
I can set the sun
I can draw the tide
I can do it
I can conquer my pride
I don’t care if I say it first
I don’t care if I say it first

Something simple is easy
A kiss a smile some flowers for you
Put them all together and it’s a song
I know it’s true it’s the one I played for you

I’m not going to ask you why
I know why because it’s the same for me
I forgot what it was like to be nervous
I’ve decided that it’s good to not be so sure
But first I need to wring a towel out on my head

I can do it
I can set the sun
I can draw the tide
I can do it
I can conquer my pride
I don’t care if I say it first
I don’t care if I say it first
385 · Jan 2015
While You Play Pretend
Mark Lecuona Jan 2015
I just looked up
What the **** am I doing?
I feel as if I have completely changed
Like I took acid every day for a year
The only people I believe are my children
Because they believe
I hate experience
And cynicism
And being mature
I cannot eliminate desire
It lies beneath the surface

It will never go away

I've become a dream
A movie
Everything about me is now a rerun
The inspiration has been forgotten
All that is left was my reaction
And even that is detached
But why must I watch?
I just want to feel music
The violin
The villain
The guitar
The girl
The voice
The volcano
Images that belong to me fail to light the screen
Only emotion
Not movements
Not stillness
Not laughter
Not crying
Only what I cannot see
Or prove
Do you believe a clowns smile?
Or a strippers?
You can't know
A movie merely scratches
An image merely fools
An aging man knows nothing
And that is the problem
At the height of his powers it becomes obvious
He is nothing
But he must watch reruns of his life acted out by you
You better invent something
Or make people feel
You cannot follow
Or remain sane
You must make your parents proud
Very proud
Or unnerve them
Otherwise he knows how it will end
While you play pretend
385 · Oct 2016
We Were We're Not
Mark Lecuona Oct 2016
I’m standing right in front of you
No matter your anger or opinion
Mine is as strong as yours
You can tell me how you feel
But if it doesn’t make any sense
I won’t agree no matter the cost

You can be a mother or a lover
I can be a father and just another
No matter I’m not going away
You think you love them more
That’s because you don’t understand
But someone new, I know she will

Hey lady, can I still call you that?
I once poured my heart out to you
But now it’s time for hate to die
Everything is in God’s hands
I’m ready for his judgment
But today I can live again

There is nothing I have not felt
The last strand of guilt is a silent killer
I do not owe more than I have paid
The only person that knew what I felt
Was the shadow I created on my own
Until sunset, then in darkness I forget
385 · Dec 2017
Gravity Inside
Mark Lecuona Dec 2017
I’ve already swallowed you
You passed through my vital signs
What they said to you as you gasped
Was a promise that will never destroy you

I don’t have any questions
I’m never sure until I open my eyes
The time between a dream and the sunrise
Is what it feels like to not worry about you

I didn’t warn you as you fell
For once gravity was not an experiment
The only place we feel is where blood is made
Where we love is inside of me inside of you
384 · Mar 2017
always
Mark Lecuona Mar 2017
to care only for the poor,
without compromise;
the idealism of the ages,
the easiest of all politics;
we must sacrifice no matter what;
but who said,
the poor will always be with us;
a man who was heartless
or was he wise?
is the reality of the present,
our cynicism of their plight
or is their struggle
the measure of our hearts in his sight;
is their pain assuaged
by our actions or even in our words?
still we struggle on our own;
our own horizons as far as we can manage,
while we think of a beautiful memory,
distracted by the past,
we hope the leaves have fallen at last
and wait for them to return
but they will only fall again;
like the tide that reaches for the land
or prayers for the things we must;
they will always be with us
384 · Feb 2015
The Light
Mark Lecuona Feb 2015
The light on his shoulder witnessed his birth
   and the deathly funeral inside
A bloodless procession of pain and joy,
   where faith refused to hide
Faded beings, emotion and possibility,
   from days when truth once lied
Long silent until love finally passed
   and those who watched finally cried

The light on his shoulder scattered,
   pieces of lonely sky
Whether blue, grey or red,
  misting rain or dry
Flowers cover the stubborn stone,
   not knowing why
Adorning what he once chose to love,
   another forever goodbye

The light on his shoulder knew his burden,
   for human will is weak
Abstinence the only path to holiness,
   desire, the flesh to seek
Within hopeful eyes the choice blurred,
   powerful or meek
Once soft perfection but now scarred,
   her mark left on his cheek

The light on his shoulder was well pleased,
   as written in scripture
Though he never believed in the providence of  fate,
   or the words of a preacher
He left his chance at love at the altar of decision
   to return one day to seek her
But that day was not today as only the light knew,
   it was time to re-enter the water
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