Blanca Alicia Garza is from Las Vegas, Nevada. She is a nature and animal lover, and enjoys spending time writing. Some of her poems are published in the Poetry Anthology, "Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze,"available at Amazon.com. Blanca's published work can be viewed at The Poet Community, Whispers, The Winamop Journal, Indiana Voice Journal, Tuck Magazine, Scarlet Leaf Review, as well as theBirdsong Anthology 2016, Vol 1.
Blowing Dandelions
Shake off the cobwebs
The dust and fuzz
From your past
Stir up the soil
Plant new seeds
Clean the windows
Of your clouded heart
Trim dead, dry stems
Into colorful roses
Your frown into a smile
Restart the internal clock
Reborn from within
You only live once
Make it worthwhile
Not much time to lose
Winter is gone
Spring has arrived
Blowing dandelions
Making wishes come true.
A Sweet Memory
I saw a tiny being on
the ground and I moved
closer to see what it could be.
I found a little bird,
hurt and bleeding;
such innocence.
It pained my heart.
I took him inside and
cleaned his little feathers
and feed him while I
caressed his little head gently.
He was happy, singing
and jumping everywhere,
although, with a shattered
wing he could not fly.
It made me happy to
see him feeling better
and, even though just for a
moment, I saw him smile at me.
But sadly the next day he
didn't move anymore.
This sweet little soul was
flying again, higher than ever,
in a beautiful blue sky.
But he took a piece of my heart.
I will miss your sweet face,
goodbye my little friend.
Blowing Dandelions
Shake off the cobwebs
The dust and fuzz
From your past
Stir up the soil
Plant new seeds
Clean the windows
Of your clouded heart
Trim dead, dry stems
Into colorful roses
Your frown into a smile
Restart the internal clock
Reborn from within
You only live once
Make it worthwhile
Not much time to lose
Winter is gone
Spring has arrived
Blowing dandelions
Making wishes come true.
A Sweet Memory
I saw a tiny being on
the ground and I moved
closer to see what it could be.
I found a little bird,
hurt and bleeding;
such innocence.
It pained my heart.
I took him inside and
cleaned his little feathers
and feed him while I
caressed his little head gently.
He was happy, singing
and jumping everywhere,
although, with a shattered
wing he could not fly.
It made me happy to
see him feeling better
and, even though just for a
moment, I saw him smile at me.
But sadly the next day he
didn't move anymore.
This sweet little soul was
flying again, higher than ever,
in a beautiful blue sky.
But he took a piece of my heart.
I will miss your sweet face,
goodbye my little friend.
© Blanca Alicia Garza
