Category Archives: Memorials

19 Years Later


Have we forgotten

who our true enemies are and were?

Have we forgotten how we united

for a powerful cause?

We vowed to never forget!

We vowed to stand together.

Nineteen years later

the pain is still so real;

tears flow,

hearts broken,

Silence of words unspoken,

bells tolled,

flags furl 

stoic salutes,

over 3000 names uttered by loved ones.

roses placed gently.

No, no, we will never forget.

Let this day be our bookmark

to the beginning of a new chapter

of the stories that will also resonate

in our minds forever 

of the losses we have had 

in these last few months

Lives taken

by a different fiend

one unseen

by friend or foe.

NEVER FORGET!

No matter what

we do know 

how to stand together!

God bless America!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How many more?


Today I learned about two deaths in the family. One, was taken by the virus we are all fearing these day and the other passed in an accident.

She was full of the kind of ganas that few people have for life and living. I do not think I ever saw her without a wide and beautiful contagious smile. She survived cancer twice and those scares gave her the courageous to take on this deadly virus called COVID 19. She fought it as long as she could and passed away all alone. This is the first close up and personal case I have heard of among friends and family members.

I been thinking a lot about the AFTERLIFE and what is is that happens when we leave this dimension. I have been thinking of the family members who have passed on, some for decades now. I think about these things not to be morbid or obsessive but because I suppose numbers matter and as of yesterday 138.000 souls are somewhere on another plane. Some not able to say goodbye to their loved ones.

So I did what I always do I write to alleviate the pain and to help me cope with the reality we are all facing this year. We will all know someone who knew someone with COVID and who lost the fight. It is worse when the person is someone in the family.

The other family member was younger, full of dreams. A former military man returning from a final tour. He had just relocated and was looking forward to a new job. His mother visited him this week to help him get organized and all moved into his new house. He went out to get take out and five minutes later he was killed instantly in a vehicle accident. A drunk driver impacted his motorcycle.

Two people died two days apart. One never imagined what destiny had planned. The other although on a ventilator hoped she would make it. But once again hope and praying just did not seem to be enough.

Here is my poem to help family deal with these horrible events. if you have been coping with a similar situation please share your thoughts. I always love to get your feedback. Please stay safe.

How Many More?

A rhetorical question, maybe.

Sadness stared me right in the face last night.

I could feel the heartache and pain from far away.

Grief and sorrow walked down two different paths;

Each taking a loved one to a place where forever is a stay.

Sorrow never stands alone.

Woe wails loud and clear,

when sadness comes with the loss of someone dear.

Grief pierces our hearts and I wonder if it even cares.

We can only hope that death is not proud of what it does.

How many more?

Only God knows.

In the meantime, let us remember them all

and pray that their memories are blessings.

The Bugle Call


The Bugle Call

 

It is a melancholy,

yet a comforting sound,

a sobering Call

that announces the fall

of a gentle warrior:

a brave soul,

perhaps too young,

to know how finite,

the summons will be.

 

I hear that song again

repeating an inquisitive lyric

“War, what is good for?”

My response is always the same.

“Who knows?”

 

I wonder about him

all the time

that Unknown soldier

and the one I knew well too

who chose to be remembered

the next to last day in May,

waiting to be lifted

alone,

thinking,

hoping,

his last wish comes true.

In Memory of my nephew Ivan.

 

 

 

 

Freeway, No way!


I just read about little four-year old Lliana (Lilly) Rose Garcia who died as a result of senseless road rage violence. I cannot begin to imagine the shock and trauma for her older brother Isaac as he watched her become lifeless. My heart breaks every time I hear an innocent child is killed because adults get angry and do not know how to control their rage. This is happening too many times. It is appalling, disgusting and sickening.

My prayers are with the Gracia family. I wrote this poem to honor Lilly:

Ephemeral rage

a life snuffed senselessly

a freeway, No way!

Never mind the traffic signs

Speed limits or laws

Basic humanity should rule

no respect for life anymore

Innocent child with

Beautiful Big Brown Eyes

mesmerize the angels

waiting for Lilly

The sky is the Limit

Again


A candle in the windI hate failure and we have failed as a nation to discuss gun violence. Ninety two people die daily from gun violence on the streets of our cities. I hate that we cannot find a viable solution. I hate that we have failed at standing together to protect innocent people like the five month old who was shot to death caught in gang violence and cross fire. I am sickened and heartbroken by this constant violence. I send prayers to all the victim’s and their families.

Again hate strutted in uninvited

Seven guns in hand

no one can understand

the motives behind it all

Mass murder is all too common now

no matter what the reason

Soon the news reports grows old,

Lives are shattered and torn apart

too many stories to be told

candle lit vigils, flags at half mast

cast shadows on the sacred ground

waiting for a miracle to at last be found

fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers

husbands, wives and children grieve

the love ones taken from them.

No one wants to believe

the reality and the truth.

The causes and the motives

unknown even to the most brilliant sleuth.

All of us know what needs to be done,

None of us need special permission.

to act with passion to make peace and love our greatest mission.