#didactic
Bilingüismo
Intercultural, Communicative
Aprendiendo, Escuchando, Hablando
Forgetting my native tongue
Bye-lingual
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 11:42 AM UTC
On dusty, aging shelves
rest countries of minds
drying in paper jars:
mummified in culture,
embalmed in ink,
reincarnated in conscience.
Go forth! Adorn walls and altars
to honor epitomes of thought:
precise rhetoric of Socrates,
vivid horrors of Dante,
articulate utopias of Moore,
cryptic lessons of Sa'di,
heroic voices of Shakespeare---
all epiphanies of poets
and projections in prose
collected together.
Yet if ignored and neglected,
such wisdoms are wasted,
and intellectual temples
aimed to inspire and instruct
remain silent, standing crypts.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 2:50 PM UTC
Our words tend to reap the frigid wind of sorrow
When we do not make ourselves clear
Anxiety tends to rear its ugly head
Some people often hide themselves in fear
But, we can not lose hope
We need to obtain that fire
Have the drive, ambition and precision
To reach even higher
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 12:30 PM UTC
Crossing those boundaries of yesterday, step into unknown.
As today is your birthright, burn with fervour; consume and rise.
Repetition is forbidden, etch out your story; time flies.
Past is shrivelling rose, let go, so it may nourish its own.
Enraptured, relish each moment like a French delicacy.
Desire is destiny, fickle as change is constant. There's just
Indecency of death, after which comes the stygian dearth.
Embrace that permanence, and drain every day of all its worth.
Man wasn't meant to be a slave of tomorrow, break free; you must!
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
Didactic or not didactic,
That's the elementary question.
Those who say they're not didactic
Challenge those who write didactic.
But although they're not didactic
By example are didactic
Teaching not to be didactic -
Excruciatingly undidactic.
Who would want to be didactic
When you can be undidactic,
Or the other way around!
Think I'll take the silent ground
And storm the rest for didactism
Wherewithal I'd not be found!
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
To my child:
In your rash attempts
to fight and secure yourself
a piece of the pie,
I hope you may be patient
and offer to those
who have yet to taste it.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
Just because it looks like I'm paying attention
doesn't necessarily mean
that I'm not pondering Shakespeare.
Roses are running through my irises,
pentameter bleeds through my veins,
and inwardly,
Macbeth reigns.
So know that when you look my way,
I may be listening in...
But more than likely, you will find
Shakespeare will always win.
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC
Colegio
Ruidoso, Bullicioso
Jugando, Riendo, Gritando
Tal vez debemos estudiar?...
...Jovenes...
School
Noisy, Rambunctious
Playing, Laughing, Shouting
Maybe we should study?...
...Youth...
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
Tears
salty, wet
forming, swelling, releasing
bad decorum, good humanity
Earth-bound
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
Seeds of gradual wisdom,
planted by one's own hand,
grow forth from the consistent,
loving watering, remembered
during the daily routines.
Yet, such insightful gestures
that produce beautiful forests
do not need to be clever
as misguided words designed to deceive;
do not need to be masked
with illustrious, falsely-fabricated photos;
and do not need to be blinded
from decorated lights that attract moths.
Rather than the various tropes
captivated and projected through
self-proclaimed prophets and mentors,
the humble observer endures
each inspiring, spoken lesson
as soft, ever present headaches,
innate as the erratic voice
that frustratingly reminds us
that we are meant to do good.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
“teach your children well, their father father’s hell,
will slowly go by”
but not with patronizing
or speechifying,
let the lesson be not a
lecture but an admission
of things parents did not understand
till the experience stained their fingers
in a manner such,
couldn’t be erased
show them the marks
that is all you got,
slow to be thought about,
the moralizing inherent,
the punchline
requires not
a
summation, title,
in the telling
is the selling
Jul 14, 2023
Jul 14, 2023 at 12:01 PM UTC
"May These Words"
May these words in ink
live longer than those in breath
and endure the repeated age
where hypocrisy preaches
at the public podium,
shaking hands with Dishonesty
who covers the news.
May these observations on pages
paint brighter than hesitant eyes that fade
and illustrate the wrathful ghosts
that whisper false truths
on rain-coated sidewalks,
following Rage's footsteps
who vehemently scorns at children.
May these impressions on paper
dig deeper than those in spiteful hearts
and teach the patient students
who intently and diligently listen
within the congested parade's protest,
that screams for their master's attention
in exchange for their human rights.
May these humble reminders
be retained more often than my memoir
which reads euphoric epiphanies
commonly received as the norm,
learned from anonymous sources,
shared collectively by avid readers
who seek comfort in the man-made future.
May you forget my name, but quote my legacy
more as common sense than new ideas
for a poet's crumbled, graphite-soaked papers
change less than the actions of people
who march together, who sing together,
who work together, who smile together---
the singular entity worthy of remembrance.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 12:28 AM UTC
~ when love precipitates, selfishness evaporates ~
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 10:52 PM UTC