"iva" poems
Solo Flight
A piece of heaven surrounded by sky to hold you against all sorrows that may invade your air space.
First the mounting sky has begun over towering hill the pilot makes for the wide blue yonder
These steely heights one will know the pull of the very mountains felt in this rare sphere
One so truly coupled the picture projects a shadow the same made as the plane eclipsed left to wonder
For two the limitless sky then the storm has brought a divide one now the earth one does hide
Flight now over rivers filled with stone it makes for great white water rafting but life stalls
Into the deep the dive frightens all frivolous and light carefree thoughts torn away
Finally the controls respond your first and needed act is flying into the mist hide within softest walls
The heart seeks a covert a down time needed strength unseen falls alike amidst tears and pain
With trepidation you look about is it safe to leave this feathery cage suspended in the heavens
Memories pictures steady your resolve and the realness of love has unseen emotional stores
With the sky clearing you throttle more power you feel the long lost exhilaration lightening heaviness
Steal away across skies so blue the promise is real again you will meet beyond the wildest blue
Take your bearings follow a chart defined in the best order of perfect undying love
Only this can give wings to wonder you will know by the sweet distant thunder
A voice familiar speaks as you trim the engine and listen to both earth and heaven above
In the ordinary your life will bloom from a journey started under a romantic moon
No one flies dark skies alone
First This is dedicated to Iva who lost her beloved Terry then to all who lost their beloved mates
Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 8:00 PM UTC
First poem to Tina as my lover no more.
I.
Three years and eight months.
My closest. My one.
She'd stayed through madness
Enough.
I am a man of demons.
As I slayed the last one
I turned to see her having fallen
For the blow
As well.
Women and children
Die first.
II.
We cry. We kiss and cry.
Make love crying.
Laugh crying.
Leaving streaks on her back
Of salty regret
As I kiss her every single
Detail farewell.
How can gratitude for love
Hurt like being hated
By a loved
One?
III.
I take full responsibility.
Never raised a hand, but spoke
Hard and disgusting
Bottled anger.
Her leaving makes it
Poetry; lends meaning.
I'll drink again, but the drunk
Demon
Is dead.
IVa.
Today I'll come home
And forget to cook
For just one.
That Volvo will never
Come speeding down the
Gravel road again containing
Other than an ex
Coming to collect
More things that are no
Longer
Ours.
IVb.
No longer mine. I say like all
Others in grief: *This pain
Is new to me.*
I embrace it on the floor
Holding her sweater
That I burned a little
Warming it on the stove for
Her in winter.
Then it's into the box
With it.
I'll leave a tear on her every
Garment, thanking for
The love and passion
They held within.
V.
I look up at skies as blue
As they come.
I will live here alone.
Thanking for all the beauty,
And all we learned from
What wasn't.
All is how it should be.
This was our road to
Travel together.
Be well. Be loved. Be safe.
You owe me nothing.
Be happy for this;
There's growth in it.
You are no longer my
Girlfriend, but you'll
Always be my
Girl.
"Together" was our word.
To Get Her was
My most gracious gift
Since Life.
Now let me cry
Like a child lost.
Then I'll move on,
Being neither.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Ma
Inħobbok
Mhux dejjem naraw għajn b’għajn
Imma nħobbok
Naf li dejjem pruvajt mill-aħjar li stajt
Biex tagħtini dak li int qatt ma ngħatajt
Imma sfortunatament mhux dejjem irnexxilek
Il-Mulej mhux dejjem provdilek
Jien qatt m’għidtlek meta nqasstni
Meta bin-nuqqas tiegħek warrabtni
Qatt ma ridt niksirlek qalbek
U ngħidlek li ħadd mhu qed jisma talbek
Imma iva Ma,
Weġġgħajt
Għaddejt minn ħafna u int ma taf b’ xejn
Alla ħares tkun taf kif u x’ fatta u fejn
Bħalek Ma,
Għaddejt minn dak li m’ għandu jgħaddi ħadd
Ġarrabt id-dlam
U bkejt fis-solitudni
Imma issa Ma
Sa fl-ahhar...
Inħoss li sibt il-kuntentizza
Inħoss li qbadt it-trejqa li qed nibni jien
Ma rridx nibqa naħbilek iktar
Għajjejt nigdeb u nħaref
Allura għidtlek
Ma flaħtx inżomm iktar
U għidtlek
Kienet diffiċli għax kont beżgħana
Imma ridt naqsam din l-aħbar ferħana
Stennejt li ser tifhimni
Stennejt li xorta waħda ser tibqa tħobbni
Imma
Ir-reazzjoni tiegħek ma kienetx dik li stennejt
Ma kienetx dik li f’ moħħi pinġejt
Għalfejn Ma?
Għalfejn ma tridnix?
Għalfejn mhux taċċettani?
Għidli Ma
Lil min inħobb ma għandux jaffettwa kemm inti tħobb lili
Lil min inħobb ma għandux inessik li jien xorta waħda bintek
Mara offritli dak li dejjem fittixt
Mara għallmitni nagħraf x’inhi l-imħabba
Mara urietni kif jidher id-dawl fost id-dlam
Mara qed tgħini nsir inħobb lili nnifsi
Iva Ma
Inħobb mara
U mhux raġel
Għalfejn qed tħares lejja b’ dak il-mod Ma?
B’ ħarsa ta’ diżappunt
B’ ħarsa ta’ diżgust
Bintek għadni Ma
L-istess **** li kont tgħannaq miegħek
Meta kont tħoss li d-dinja qed tikrolla
L-istess **** li kont tiftaħar tgħid li hi tiegħek
Lil kull min taf meta tilmaħni fost il-folla
Ħobbni Ma
Nitolbok
L-istess għadni
Biss, ħrigt mill-moħba
15/10/2018
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 6:35 AM UTC
La amistad es algo hermoso.
Es algo spectacular.
Algo que nunca olvidaras.
Porque siempre la tendras.
Yo ana bella cavazos
scribo este poema porque
es por lo que yo estoy
pasando mi amiga joan
se cambiara de scuela y talvez
nunca jamas la vere.
La primera vez que la vi senti
que iva hacer mi amiga y si
fue mi amiga no la quiero dejar
porque mi corazon se rompera.
Si tuviera un deseo seria que siempre tuviera a
joan la duena de mi corazon.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC
Mi maestra es espectacular.
Aprendio espanol por
mi porque no la iva entender
ni ella ami.Para mi a sido muy dificil
aver aprendido ingles.Y ella es todo lo
contrario.Imaginense si o no es dificil aprender
ingles y saber spanol al mismo
tiempo y lo se porque yo estoy
sufriendo eso.
Miento cual sufrir para mi
es lo mejor que me aiga pasado en mi vida.
Por eso aprecio tanto a mi maestra porque
es la mejor en el mundo.
GRACIAS POR SER LA MEJOR MAESTRA DEL MUNDO. (:
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 3:07 PM UTC
What's in a name
you say?
John, Jane, Han,
or Shane?
Manly John,
back to back
to Latin to Greek,
gives Lohannes,
which crooked nose
in deeper Jewry,
finds Yahweh's grace.
By his side,
feminized,
kisses an uncommon
Jane,
Gianina, Gianna, Giovanna,
Iva, Ivana, Ivancka,
Ivanka, Ivanna, Jaina,
Jaine, Jainee, Jan,
Jana, Janae, Janaye,
Jandy, Janeczka, Janeen,
Janel, Janela, Janelba,
and Janella.
And Han?
Deeper more
past Warring States:
韩. Yet lost in Borg
assimilation, sinicization:
哈思呼哩;
韩佳;
罕扎;
翰颜;
吉喇特.
In the rear?
Court jester or
bard, skips Shane.
A simple Irish
son of John,
Ulster brother Sean.
What's in a name
I say?
God, grace, you, and me,
held together in history.
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
Yo iva por la vida
Tratando de vivirla
Y en el camino me vistes
Y me buscastes
Quede sorprendida
Woah!
Eres una maravilla
Demaciado para una chica como yo
Te observe
Y a la primera palabra me perdi
Y supe
Que esto iva a doler
Tu alma es libre y bohemia
Una joya
De esas que el universo te presta
Pero solo
Por un momento
Gracias!
Grito al aire
Por haber tenido la oportunidad
Te deseo lo mejor
Hoy
Y cada uno de tus dias
Que siempre veaz la luz que te rodea
Y que te llenes de ella
Ojala
Tu corazon jamas se torne amargo
Se tu mismo
Es mi mayor consejo
Las paginas de mi libro
Siempre estaran listas
Por si decides escribir
Sobre tus penas
Sobre tus miedos
Sobre tus triunfos
Hasta lo que consideres incoherente
Bonito dia
Bonita vida
Pero no,
No es una despedida
Se que nos volveremos a encontrar
Talvez,
No de la manera que yo espero
Pero
Hasta entonces,
Disfruta y aventurate
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
They call me
A...
Mummy
Partner
& Love
They call me
Friend
Lover
Playmate
They call me
Sister
Daughter
& Auntie Iva
They call me
Mother Dearest
When they're feeling
Cultured
& Refined
Or Mummylumps
When feeling
Content
Shiny
Or snugly
They call me
Hey you
Miss
& Ma'am
When I'm just another body
In line
In traffic
In their way
They call me
Vivi
Vi
Or by my full name
When they know my mom and dad
They call me
Student
Client
Patient
Or User
When they want my money
They call me
With tears, sometimes
Or with ire
With confusion
Joy
Or small triumphs
When I have the privilege
Of being their person
They call me names
These are their names
They are not mine
Jun 19, 2024
Jun 19, 2024 at 5:59 PM UTC
Li'leithuin vas Eranor
Tianei thrael vas
Ere thule lei rost
Li'leithuin, Li'leithuin
Betre nost alune
Torna ero nuni
Li'leithuin dorne atore
Somna verit csal
Kilikun iva lei lux
Li'leithuin, Li'leithuin
Betre nost alune
Torna dei sera
Li'leithuin burz warg
Vulif gar vas Teberin
Ypsul dront kars
Li'leithuin, Li'leithuin
Betre nost alune
Storei teru roag
Li'leithuin vrut toural
Nore tuin dasgul
Caleg toum var
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
My mother was surprised by the मॉडेम. A plastic
bag in a dentist office. What is new is the blood?
But I'm joking. Small, the donor, and the Christian
pastor; A Japanese city in the morning that I liked
frozen first honors. Red probable. risk adjustment.
The stupid and the avant-garde of a naked kiss of
the stripper in the darkness, the abstraction of the
Jewish flames, the **** of the evening prostitutes
receiving gifts from some of the watchers; the light
of the shade's hosts Museum's ***** and her gypsy
mother and he loves to give up the ghost, the king
changes the Source; Source changes Congress
buried in this sacred time on Venus, the call
of the monster's wrongs to get the heat of the
bars on the other hand to have, Jack and Iva's
toes really talk when we're beside ourselves and
songs of the use of a very tempered even on the
hairy Laura felt the wind blowing
= the wind, his daughters ώχου were ***** knew
theirs βάση the color of the thin, lean body οφ the
lady do not leave the place of the planet it is in the
rain to the senses apprehend the kisses of teen
leather different colors, I see that they are brought
fresh this is the word hat held out of the parts
of that jacket as he वाल्केड to the Martian
Dimension in order to the lover of his country,
I sat on a great **** in stockings, look here!
Corporate ***** stood the meaning of Color,
there is a talent on the crown states तहत visits
थे damaged scheme for the messenger of the
एडल्ट्स coming to the question, Numbers
हैifelong. Some security. and entrance. The दूर
will नॉट be on the desktop for the continent.
Photo: Red Dead Enough Air Comprehensive
इंट्रोडक्शन original For the manufacturer, Marcus
Japan coach As the warming of the Orbital
Public Museum The woman However, these
things are from the good but not that it gets =
the Glory
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 5:23 AM UTC