Knowing 7-1-2013

Knowing

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

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.

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.

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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.

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

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

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.

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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

Woman

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

She Is Woman

P. Contreras