Category Archives: Poetry

Another birthday…another year (poem)

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another birthday…another year…

will there be more heartaches? maybe more tears?

will there be joy? a new love perhaps?

i never will know…it’s all under wraps

it’s all a big secret…it’s all a surprise…

i won’t know about it till it’s before my own eyes…

i’m feeling all warm from the greetings i’m getting

it seems they’ll go on past the time the sun’s setting

there’s goodness enough to last me all year

and more than enough to keep me in cheer

i’m not going to worry what tomorrow might bring

with the right outlook it’ll be a good thing

another thing i’ll be thankful for…

another birthday…a new open door.

 

© 2014, Charlottetown

 

On a snow day… (poems for fun)

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Sung to the tune of “On a clear day”

On a snow day
Rise and look around you
And you’ll see snow up your window
On a snow day
How it will astound you
That the snowfall through the evening
Lasted all night till the morning
You’ll feel part of every snowflake and snowdrift
You can hear
From far and near
All the wind gusts you’ve never heard before…
‘Cause on a snow day…On a snow day…
It’s all white forever…
And ever…
And ever…
And ever more. . .

green winter giants (poem)

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green winter giants

arms reach out in silent plea

weighed down with wet snow.

 

Cindy 2013

thursday morning (poem)

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eyes closed
hugging my pillow tighter
waiting for the alarm to go off
i pull the covers around me
snuggling deeper
burying my face in my pillow
curling up into a warm cozy ball
before cat-stretching
my alarm rings

-cindy, 2014

Dancing on the Ice

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gliding on  ice with the grace of ballet dancers

twirling and floating in perfect timing

with  unbridled passion like first-time lovers

shaving trails in ice with powerful strokes

around the rink the best of figure skaters

tracing history with magnificent ice dancing.

 

© Cindy Lapeña, 2014, Charlottetown

 

i don’t know how to say goodbye…

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frankly, i don’t even remember how it happened…
how it ended, that is….
it’s all a blur to me now…
you know how messed up i was then…
i don’t think i ever said goodbye to anyone…
just slipped away into something else or somewhere else…
like water slipping through your hands…
never becoming attached…
i don’t think i ever let myself get attached…
to anything…
to anyone…
too much…
because i didn’t know how…
maybe didn’t want to know how…
to get attached…
so i wouldn’t have to say goodbye…

what the new year brings

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nice and bright

new year, new light

new thoughts, new themes

looking forward to

what the new year brings.

 

– Charlottetown, 2014

Oh no. Vertigo.

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oh no. vertigo.
woozy all day and all night
nothing’s feeling right.
not the kind of poem i’d write
no epiphanies in sight.
-2014, Charlottetown

first poem of the year

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bare-branched christmas tree
standing silent smelling sweet
another year gone.

-first poem of 2014, c.p.l.

My vigil is done

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The night is long
My vigil done.
Done the songs
The mourners gone
In marble urn
Her frailty burned
Her spirit flown
To worlds unknown.

-2013, Charlottetown