Poems from Annette M Velasquez
The beautiful crystalline snow-
falls from the Heavens
to the earth below.
The wind swirls it
with a playful gust
it blankets the ground...
Desert
Broken dreams.
Fronteirs
of symbolic darkness.
This is Land's end
( not the clothing company)
just
sun,
scorching summer's skin
and...
Scorpions
and black widow spiders,
rattlers too,
lurking in dusty corners
these critters can kill-
but they do so quickly...
Whereas the...
This is a poem
for the downtrodden,
the ones who social workers
call " marginalized"
for the child vendors
of gum,
who should be in school...
" Black Sheep
ne' er do well,
loser,
you're bound for Hell."
Looked down upon
misunderstood
" She's at it again."
" Up to no good."
Despite...