Got my Christmas gift today...
For I saw your eyes...
And got lost in your arms...
Any day is Christmas day when I see you...
And any moment with you is New year...
For time stops and all I can think of is for the moment to last 365 days and nights...
Maybe it is not Christmas today...
But I am gifting you my heart...
I just don't adore you...
I love you...

I have nothing to sell...
I have no money to buy either...
For my only possessions are my words, my thoughts and my feelings...
Maybe I will stand by the shopping plaza...
With a sign that says 'poems on sale.. buy one get two'...
Or 'For every three poems... a free sonnet'...
Perhaps '2021 poems at 2020 prices'...
The reality is no one would pay for them...
So I will give them for free...
For a poet, everyday is boxing day...
As we live to share our dreams and ideas...

An the wind continues its journey..
It never stops..
I am thinking wind and time are one and the same...
Both are continuous.....
Wind takes my words and sonnets all over the place...
Time  will take them to the future...
Any poet's dream is having his or her words reaching people's hearts...
Either today...with  the wind...
Or in the future...
So my dear reader.. time and wind are the same...
So are poets and dreamers... They are identical twins...
Heading out now...
It is windy..
See you in the future...

The universe is a big place...
It is said it is infinite and ever expanding...
Maybe my soul is a universe also...
It is always searching for new frontiers...
New feelings...
And like a spaceship...
My soul travels the galaxies of life...
In fact...
Everyone's soul is a universe...
Everyone's heart is a planet...
Everyone's mind is a constellation of memories, ideas and experiences...
Us poets are dreamers...
And one of my dreams is to write a poem for each of my memories...
That would be enough for a galaxy of poems...
There are many places to see...
And infinite memories to bring back...
Every time you visit a new place...
A little piece of your heart stays behind...
But your soul becomes richer with the memories you keep...
The best place to be?...
Any place where you are happy and at peace...
I hope,  my dear reader, you will find many places that will make you feel happy...
All those places will be happy to have you there...

Millions of flakes are leaving their nest...
Up in the clouds...
To join mother earth...
It is as if they were gifting earth with a white blanket...
They fill every corner...
Every inch of space as they fall through the chilly winter air...
Seems they want us to forget the land was green and lush just a few weeks ago...
But maybe it works the other way...
Instead of us forgetting how beautiful the land is when green and warm...
These snowflakes falling will actually cause us to hope for warmer and nicer weather in spring time...
And this is no different from life...
Hoping and dreaming that tomorrow we will be a better day than today...
For this poet happiness means knowing that a beautiful lady with sweet eyes is happy...
And hope means wishing the lady will be happier tomorrow than she was today...
For I will be happy is she is happy...
For the time being I will stand by the window...
Watching the snow flakes fall...
And hoping my soul will have enough inspiration to write a poem a day for her...
And I think it will...
For her eyes are an endless source of sweetness and inspiration...
Thinking of her will inspire more sweet feelings and poetry than the number of flakes tonight...

As the weather gets colder..
And winter gets underway..
Sunlight gets scarce..
It is like water through my hands..
It just vanishes..
How I miss the days when sun stayed up late..
The warm air and the soft breeze..
There so much to see and do..
I guess that is an advantage of winter...
It helps us appreciate what spring and summer has to offer..
It is a bit like our own lives..
Sometimes we don't realize what we have..
Until it is gone..
So our lives become a winter..
But there is always the hope of our lives becoming spring and summers. Even falls..
For life also has seasons..
So no matter how dark your days can be..
There will always be a day where you will see the sunlight...
That day you will know the spring of your life has arrived..

There can't be hope without inspiration...
Hope is what inspires our dreams...
And you can not dream if you don't have any hopes...
Hope will give you enough inspiration to reach your dreams...
No matter what your dreams are...
Never lose hope...
Hope and inspiration will get you there...
There is no mountain high enough...
There is no ocean you can not cross...
I would climb the Everest...
And I would find a way to cross the ocean...
Just to see your eyes...
For your eyes fuel the hopes in my soul...
And inspire my hands to write for you...
I could not see you in years...
And the hope of seeing you would still inspire me....

Ocean of poems
Would you like to navigate the ocean of poems..
A place where words ride the crest of the waves...
And are shuffled by the wind to create magical poems, Sonnets and verses that are whispered to your ears...
If so, this a journey for your spirit..
In the old times sailors used the stars to navigate..
On this magical universe, the stars you see on the sky are actual reflections of your soul..
Each sparkle representing a sweet memory of your life,,,
Or a wish for a happy moment...
So like the sailors of ancient times...
Just follow the stars to reach your dreams...
Your own stars..
And don't forget to send me a message when you reach your destiny...
It will mean you reached happiness...

The circle starts with excitement...
As I know I will see you later in the day...
Followed by happiness...
Every time I see you...
Then it comes emptiness...
When we take separate paths...
At night I am left with the memories of your eyes...
And when a new day begins the excitement returns..
This is  the circle of my days...
Aptly named...
As my days revolve around the hope  of seeing your beautiful eyes...

The stars and the moon have been out for millions of years...
No one really knows for how long...
Maybe they have been there since the origin of the universe...
And they have been gracing the sky for an eternity...
The stars and the moon look at the earth every night...
And they are used to it...
Legend says the stars and the moon were particularly happy one night...
And they lit the sky like they had never done before...
Scientists could not tell why...
And they were never able to explain it...
Legend says that night they saw the most beautiful and dreamy eyes they had ever seen...
For a beautiful lady... with eternal eyes that produce a sweet light...
Was staying out in the open...
So the stars were treated for that one night...
And they were so happy they said they had enough happiness for an eternity...
The stars and the moon joked they were watching their "star.."
People on Earth look to the sky to see stars and feel comfort...
But this time the stars were the ones looking at earth to enjoy the beautiful light...
This is for you...
Love of my life...
Your eyes are so beautiful.. they can make a star blush...

I am by the river...
Watching the water go by...
And it is like I am watching my own life...
The water flows endlessly..
Like the seconds and minutes do...
And I wonder where does it go to...
And I just don't know...
The river goes to the sea...
Time goes to the future...
So the future is a sea of possibilities.
So I am just a water drop in the river of time....
And I am happy to be who I am.   ..
For I can breathe and observe..
And marvel at the world...
And tell stories....
No matter where the river of time takes me...

I had forgotten the meaning of the word smile...
For I always had a somber face...
And no matter how sunny and bright the day...
My expression was gloomy and sad...
Until I met you...
You, your smile and your eyes had the power to make me smile again...
And now my eyes have the brightness of a star...
And I always smile...
Even of a cloudy day...
You brought me out of the darkness...
The melody of your voice fuels my soul...
Your smile and your eyes are my reason to live...
If this is not love...
I don't know what it is...

Every wall calendar has reminders on days that are either a holiday or a special occasion...
Mine has 'valentine day' written on all 365 days of the year...
And I suppose that is right...
For everyday should be a celebration of the people we love and care for...
Life has to be a celebration of people...
Specially the ones that make our life sweeter...
And brighter...
Happy valentines day...
Today and everyday...

Silence is a powerful answer...
Perhaps the most powerful of them all...
Silence says it all...
And even though silence does not carry any words or sounds...
It can be extremely painful...
I should have never said I love you...
But I said it...
And your silence gave me the answer...
Which I did not want to hear...
And which I heard in my heart...
Even though your lips didn't even move...

Like a camera shutter collecting light to create  a photo...
My soul gathers feelings,  sounds,  colors, thoughts, even movement...
To be able to create poetry..
So perhaps poetry is just a photo of one's soul and spirit..
Photographers talk about exposure for their photos..
Us poets are exposed to the world..
And feel all there is around us..
So photography and poetry are not that different..
I will continue my path,  trying to describe the what I see just with my words..
Maybe poetry should be called 'Photoetry'....
Or "Poetography"...
I hope my dear readers.. you enjoy my descriptions of the world...

The snow is falling again...
I like to think of each snow flake as a good wish that falls upon us...
The land is all white now...
Full of snow flakes..
Or maybe with lots of good wishes and hope for a happier day everyday...
Everything is wonderful when you see life with the eyes of a child..
And see everyday as an opportunity to be happier than the day before..
That should be the goal of everyone's life...
Be happier than the day before...
No matter what...
May your tomorrow be happier than today's...
Maybe I dream too much..
But what would life be without dreams...
It is like imagining a winter without snow...

Here I am...
trying to escape the city noise...
I finally reached the forest...
My oasis...
The only noise here is the wind blowing..
In a way that makes the leaves dance...
As if they were waving to me..
And the wind becomes stronger...
And I can not tell if it is the wind blowing my worries away...
Or if its force just pampers my body...
But it feels like flying...
And my soul and the forest become one..
And I don't want to leave...
It is now raining...
But it does not matter...
It just so refreshing...
I am happy again...
Nothing matters anymore...
Life and happiness are made of such small things...
Would you like to see my oasis.....?

I keep thinking the world has two parallel dimensions..
One where you live, breath and touch..
It is what you see..
Another one is where your dreams are...
It is where you would like to be...
Sometimes those dimensions overlap..
And your dreams become a reality..
Or maybe we live in a dimension where everything is a dream...
And reality is an illusion..
Whatever the answer is...
I want to write poetry that will transcend both dimensions..
Poetry that will inspire readers to dream...
And dreamers to enjoy reality...
what is your dream?..

A lot has been said about the universe...
Comets.. planets... asteroids...
An ever expanding universe...
That is what astronomers say...
I will perhaps never get to know the universe...
For it has been said it is infinite...
And I don't have the means to go to space...
But it does not matter...
I realized your eyes are an universe by themselves...
For they are an eternal source of sweetness..
Joy and peace...
One look at your eyes is enough to forget my dilemmas...
One look at your eyes is enough for my dreams and hopes to stay alive...
Am I exaggerating?...
No....
For we humans have feelings...
And all of us will express our feelings in a different way...
Perhaps my way is writing...
And it is easy, really...
Because inspiration flows by itself when the memory of your eyes is around...
Perhaps I am an eyestronomer...
In search of the center of the universe of happiness....
I think I just found it...
For I see you and your beautiful eyes walking down the road....

Flapping his wings vigorously...
Defying the wind and the cold...
Blending with the pink skies of a cold fall sunset...
A bird was trying to get to a nearby, almost frozen,  pond...
The wind was blowing so hard...
It seemed as if the poor bird was suspended in space...
For he was flying against the wind...
And it had difficulty moving forward...
But he did not give up...
The strongest the wind blew...
The hardest he would flap his wings...
Until he reached his destination...
Like that bird...
There is no wind strong enough to stop you...
You're almost there....
Don't stop your flight...

It was a Dark Day today...
It seemed as if the night would reach the horizon soon...
I was not sure I would get my vitamin D dose today...
Luckily your Deep eyes saved the day...
For I see your Deep eyes..
And I start Dream walking...
And Discovering new worlds in them...
Imagining new Dawns...
Your Delicate hands and Deep eyes...
Are just vitamin D for my soul...
Your eyes and smile will light my Day any Day...
No matter how Dark outside..