Poems from Annette M Velasquez

Lou Reed, once recalled a misadventure whether real or imagenery, exagerated I do not know... and the anecdote is of dodging beer bottles...
Art is aesthetic, pleasing to the eye, but also utilitarian as in pottery the warmth of a woven blanket... and whether it is primitive or...
It was 1966- then, so I can only imagine and invent their words myself because I was only three, and still ignorant of politics. Though now...
It is not only the lives of certain ones that illuminate as a comet history's firmament, but also the circumstances surrounding the deaths...
Auburn tressed, ( though I'm no Shannon or Colleen) circumstances have made my home the desert... arid, though never barren I have learned...

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