Category: Poetry

Pete was my “Primo-Hermano”, which according to our Mexican tradition, Literally translates as, “Cousin-Brother”, which is how I felt about him. He was the first Collazo grandson, and so very proud of that fact. Pete would say to us younger cousins, that he recalled PaPa Gerardo Collazo, Picking him up and riding atop his big… Continue reading My Cousin Pete

Shaun’s favorite pastime is to be out fishing and on the lake, He likes relaxing, and listening to the water slap against his boat. However, let there be no mistake, that his two sons and wife, For sure, are his greatest joys in his life. Shaun’s life’s work is to serve and protect the public… Continue reading Shaun

Elsa is a mother and grandma, and has quite a fulfilling life. Likes the finer things in life, I’m quite sure, as anyone would. She’s also a great wife, Is married to an Argentinean, a tennis freak, but it’s rumored, that he is quite good. Elsa does things to stay young, fit, and is really… Continue reading My Cousin Elsa

From a little town in Mexico, and humble beginnings, he came, As a kid working in migrant fields, he and his family would spend every six months of the year there. Jose recalled what his Dad kept saying that if he didn’t do well in class, He’d work the migrant fields all his life; and… Continue reading Jose Hernandez

We don’t call him Jimmy or Jim; he won’t go for that. Because it’s just James, he’d say. He is a great partner to have, with good street smarts for his age. A patient man, he won’t lose his cool, even when you try to rattle his cage. He hails from a little town called… Continue reading James

Thinking back today after thirty-six years, the day was a Sunday. Her labor had started on Friday night, very much to our dismay, For She was only in her seventh month of term. And it was much too early for our Son to be born. I can still recall that El Paso night we went… Continue reading Our Son

Seems like only yesterday; well, maybe not. But looking back, Javier reminded me that it was a long time ago When he and I both worked in that chicken plant in a USDA spot. The seventies had not ended, and the twin towers were still a jewel. Yes, we worked hard; but times were simple… Continue reading My Long-Time Friend Javier

It seems like only yesterday, When I was just a kid; and my fuzzy memories of that day resurrect When I presented a gift to Dad that I made in school in the form of a cardboard display. I remember how my Dad treated it like some sort of golden object; By him doing that,… Continue reading Remembering a Special Father’s Day When I Was Young

Life is sweet with the right person beside you. Like an old sweater, that feels “just right”, A Soul Mate can make you see life anew. Like peanut butter and jelly, they are surely a God-send, and a delight. When you hear of breakups and a high divorce rate, Yet you still have your Soul… Continue reading Soul Mate

There once was a Princess who had bad feet. At first, not uncomfortable, and not knowing what they were, The lady soon learned that her feet kept getting worse, and started to hurt. Knew she could not wait or defer, For they’d keep her from walking soon, she reasonably concurred. So to get better, and… Continue reading The Princess and the Ugly Frog