I saw the sea inside you...

I found the following poem last night. I couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind lately and I feel the things and people in my life are shifting and transitioning in their positions in my heart.

You see, I once loved with my whole heart. And it stemmed from the purest place in my heart. When I loved, I couldn't explain what was happening to me. I couldn't write, or even verbalize the definition of this love and its effect on me. I was so high, blind, but it was a beautiful feeling. I felt safe, secure, appreciated, and understood. I continued on, day to day riding this wave, while secretly inside I awaited the drop of a bomb. And then it dropped (oh, did it drop!) and a great feeling was gone. Reflecting back, I realize I gave my heart away too quickly. It was so eager to belong to something greater than myself that it folded. However, I learned and I collected my heart. To be honest, I'm still collecting it.

This poem by Pura López-Colomé reminded me of that period in my life. I cried when I read it because it stirs my emotions and verbalizes that now bittersweet feeling I couldn't explain before. It truly was an enlightening moment. I was an aimless explorer, and then I saw the sea inside him.


Fons
by Pura López-Colomé
translated by Forrest Gander

Reanimated, spirit restored,
reincorporated, body restored,
I contemplate between dreams
the scene I've stolen
like the one who took fire,
like the one who opened the devil box
out of curiosity,
like the one who saw her equal
and her life's love
were the same and so effortlessly
brought them together.
I took exactly
what was not mine,
with my eyes.
I saw the sea inside you:
on your surface, mud.
I kissed you like a shipwreck,
like one who insufflates the word.
With my lips I traveled
that entire continent,
Adam, from dirt, Nothing.
I knew myself in your substance,
grounded there,
emitting aromatic fumes,
an amatory banquet of ashes.

Stepping out.

A couple weeks ago, my good friend Angel Lozada came to me with an idea for an video spotlight on me and my poetry. If you know me, you would know that I am seriously video camera shy! I hate being recorded and I cringe at the idea of seeing myself on video. But, with a little encouragement and trust, I was able to step out of my comfort zone did the video. I knew he would hook me up :) (((Thanks holmes.)))

Though I was a little shy and nervous, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and I have to admit that it feels really good to set my doubts aside and open myself up to something new. It was definitely good for the soul and for my creative flow. This type of medium has expanded my creative conscience and because of this I catch myself thinking of future projects I want to work on. Really, it was exactly what I needed. More vids to come soon!!!

Again, special thanks to Angel, and please check out his website: www.AngelLozada.com!

30 Days of Me Challenge Continued...Day 09

I know its been a while since my last post. My computer screen was damaged (my fault) a few weeks ago, leaving me with no real access to the internet. Now that I am back on (actually, been back for a while), I decided to pick up where I left with the 30 Days of Me Challenge. Better late than never, right?

Today will be day 9 of the challenge and it will be on something I am proud in the the past few days. This couldn't have come at a more perfect time because last week my very good and talented friend Angel and I went to work at his home studio and recorded a new track for my poem "You Don't Get a Poem".

With this track, I decided to perform the poem over a hot Hip Hop beat that is well-known, so I picked one of my favorites, Drake's "Successful" off of his So Far Gone mix tape. I love how it turned out! Listen and let me know what you think - I appreciate the feedback.