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Poetry · Writing

lemons

April 3, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never worried

just stayed up all night thinking

long Summer evening

Poetry · Writing

long distance relationship

March 8, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

you told me not to worry

about what tomorrow would be like

how we would eat

or how we would pay our bills.

even after you passed;

i always knew

you’d still be looking

over my shoulder

telling me

it would be okay.

Poetry · Writing

lost & found

February 15, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i found comfort in the dark

yet it’s your heart that scares me

i lost warmth in the light

but it’s your words that terrify me

our memory; is tainted

by beating lies

Poetry · Writing

Any Shape You Take

January 8, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

now that the baby is gone;

i saw your true colors,

& it’s not what i wanted

Poetry · Writing

Promises

January 7, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

your hand reached for mine;

fingers danced like petals on a breezy day

up my arm down my forearm it’s all part of your charm.

Poetry · Writing

cold december evening;

December 15, 2021July 4, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

it was a given;

that i couldn’t remember

every detail.

but fuck

did i try;;

Poetry · Writing

memento mori

November 2, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

it was the last drink

on the menu

a call out

to my last thought;

something so simple

that i’d wager

we don’t think about,

breathing;

i want you

to live

enjoy that drink

while you breathe

Poetry · Writing

jellyfish

May 2, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i don’t hate what you did

you can’t help it –

free swimmin’ being

comin’ into our lives just sightseeing

just to leave with a feeling

we’re just human beings.

i won’t hate

i understand

you stung me

& you fled away

Poetry · Writing

tulip farm

April 9, 2020 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i don’t believe

like i used to;

if you can strike down

the gardeners

who will tend to the garden

when the sun beats down

when crawlers feast on roots;

when you strike down the gardeners

who will watch over your tulip field

Poetry · Writing

transitional paradox

April 2, 2020 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

it’s hard to look you in the eyes

and tell you i failed

when all i want to do

is give you

something to be proud of

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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

–
William Shakespeare
(A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

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