Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Knowing 7-1-2013


Knowing is half the battle
The battle for yourself.
Knowing your worth,
The beautiful you inside,
Screaming to come out
But at times afraid.
Afraid of the words and thoughts
Of people you don't even know.

Knowing is half the battle
That no one's words or thoughts Matter,
Only you, you alone.

Knowing is half the battle
Of when to stand tall,
When you feel so very, very small.
We can break free
To be the you and me,
To be strong,
To be our own person.
Knowing is half the battle.

By Paula Contreas

Solitude 2-4-2014

It's quiet,
densely quiet.
The only sound is the crunch
as I take a step.
I just want to  be at rest,
and keep the quiet, still.
Take in the silence 
and contemplate on my life.
And the simpleness 
That everything can be,
If we just let it.

By Paula Contreras

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Contempt May 11 2013

I breathe in a deep breath 
And exhale a deep heavy sigh.
My view of your world,
Has been corrupted by your lies.
It once was of a
Perfect little world.
You've replaced it with
Emotional horrors.
I loved you so
Looked up to you.
You've replaced that with
A totally different view.
The alcoves of my
Heart are burned
My mind a
Torrential blur.
You've treated your children
As mere spawn.
Not holding them dear
As treasures to look upon.
I’m done,
My heart is over it
No going back
Or hanging in suspense
To see if your
Wretched heart
Would overcome it.
I see the truth,
It’s black and white
You’re never changing
I must cut you out
Like a blight.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Youth Fade 4-3-2013

Youth Fade

I am old and fading,
My petals wilt away.
My makeup looks
Like war paint,
It looks old
And stained.

But within me
Still is beauty.
Just look and 
You will see.
Not far behind is glory,
Wisdom there is too.

The years I've lived
They show.
Like a worn out
Well read book.
But one that 
Was well loved
Open up and take 
A look.

P. Contreras

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Cherry Blossoms 3-28-2013

Cherry Blossoms

Pink puffs on a branch
Pop like popcorn with color
The sweet smell waifs through
The air and hits me!

The Bee's love it too
They buzz endlessly around.
The sight, the smell, the sound
feels me with a feeling 
Of complete peace.

Quietly walking through
The Cherry Blossoms.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Boardwalk 2-25-2013

The Boardwalk

Walking the boardwalk
My man and me,
Enjoying the sights
And sounds of the Sea.

Slowly and quickly 
They float on by
Skaters and bicyclists
On the fly.

Not a care in the World
No, not even one
Simply enjoying
Their day in the sun.

The Sun it slowly
Descends in the sea
The two of us left
With our memories.

Thankful for that,
I can not be more
Enjoying with bliss
Our day at the shore.

P. Contreras

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

A Tree 2-19-2013

A Tree

My arms are weaving heavenward,
My roots are planted firm.
My leaves are catching all the sun,
Within my roots are worms.

Come sit yourself upon a limb,
And rest a while here.
Breathe in all of nature,
And into magic peer.

I can be an Octopus,
You the buccaneer.
Riding waves and pillaging,
Until the shore you hear.

Now I 'm a regal castle,
Walls of mighty mortar.
Keeping you safe against the dragon,
Who is a fire snorter.

100 hundred feet into the sky,
Here the giant lives.
Save the golden goose,
And an egg she will then give.

I am more than just a tree,
Especially to a child.
Come and sit beneath my shade,
Remember youth..
And smile.

P. Contreras

Monday, February 4, 2013

The Rebirth of Earth November 2, 2012

The Rebirth of Earth

Softly, softly, I float to the ground
All of my siblings lost are now found.
Gathering here on the ground below
Waiting to be covered by a blanket of snow.

Fall is fading fast and winter it bleeds
It's blanket covering both color and seeds.
Only to bed we are just now
Waiting for spring to let us endow,

Our colors once more upon the earth, 
Holding in the soil all of our rebirth.
Don't mourn, we will not be long,
Soon we'll be back our colors so strong.


Coffee November 1, 2012

Coffee in the fall!

It's cold outside but warm in here

As the cup to my lips is near.

Breathing in the aroma fresh
Goosebumps appear on my flesh.

Slowly sipping the liquid gold
My body is no longer cold.

P. Contreras

Woman December 11, 2012


She is resilient!
Hardy and Beautiful.
Her Grace and fragile looks
Belie her Strength
To overcome.  

She Is Woman

P. Contreras