Each April, I post poems in honor of National Poetry Month.” This year, I decided to go into my archives and publish one of my own poems as the first offering. Thank you for indulging me.
You Just Stopped – Candelaria Silva – copyright 2007
My phone has never stopped taking your calls
you just stopped ringing, ringing, ringing.
My body has never stopped wanting your touch,
you just stopped bringing, bringing, bringing.
What you doin’, baby?
Climbing other walls?
Peeking in other windows?
Creeping down other halls?
You better watch it baby,
goin’ where you don’t belong.
You might go so far away,
can’t make your way back home.
My eyes have never stopped longing to see your face,
you just stopped coming, coming, coming.
My arms have never stopped wanting your embrace,
you just kept going, going, going.
Where you been, baby?
Shopping in the mall?
Working overtime?
Answering nature’s call?
You better watch it baby,
goin’ where you don’t belong.
You might go so far away,
can’t make your way back home.
*Poem/lyric from manuscript, Songs Somebody Should Sing – copyright 2007 – Candelaria N. Silva.
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About National Poetry Month:
Inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996, National Poetry Month, held every April, is the largest literary celebration in the world with schools, publishers, libraries, booksellers, and poets celebrating poetry’s vital place in our culture.
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Candelaria WOW…you’re even more gorgeous NOW than you were back in 2007. What a remarkable woman you’ve become. In many ways you’ve stayed “true to form”…..got a chuckle out of your poem….it reminded of a saying we use to have back in my day which was” “Where yuz b being?) (I’m truly laughing out loud)….Helen
Hi. Thanks for the compliment. Youth beauty and mature beauty are different that’s for sure. I wish I still had the naive optimism I had at that point in my life. Sigh. Where yuz b being indeed. Thanks for taking the time to read and leave a comment.
Enjoy you’re NOW my beautiful sister….don’t let a single moment pass without your gratitude. You’re moments are oh so precious…older growing is one of God’s most precious experiences..the gifts one gets from this process is oh so extraordinary…youth is not wasted on the young….youth is an advantage for the older growing….Love ya….