Brenda - A Belizean Poet

IT SEEMS

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 17:01:00 +0000

It seems like just yesterday,
I was cheerful in my happy way.
It seems like just yesterday,
I listened to all the things you had to say.

It seems like just yesterday,
We walked hand in hand down the street.
It seems like just yesterday,
We had so many friends to greet.

It seems like just yesterday,
My world was complete.
It seems like just yesterday,
There was nothing in it I would delete.

It seems that Time stood still,
The moment you left me against your will.
It seems that Time stood still,
And even now my eyes with tears still fill.

It seems as if Life will never be the same,
Because without you in it there is nothing.
It seems as if Life will never be the same,
Until I see you again.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
copyright 2011

IF YOU LET IT

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 16 Nov 2011 17:50:00 +0000

The glory of the day

The power of the night

Add to the words I want to say,

And place all visions within sight.

We can ask ourselves time and again,

Will the wonders of life ever end?

Will we ever change our plans?

Will we be scared to take life by the hand?

Dreams can sometime cloud that one thought,

That helped us win every battle we ever fought.

But most times we travel with one goal,

And to it we strongly hold.

Life tells us things we need to do,

It tells us about people like me and you,

It takes us on a journey never forgotten,

Until finally we return home again.

So smile when you feel sad,

Control your words when you feel mad.

Because once done things can never be the same,

So the highest star must always be your aim.

For the power of the night

Can always offer you its´ light.

And the dawn of each new day,

Can guide everything you say,

IF YOU LET IT!

Brenda A.Ysaguirre

YOU ARE THE REASON

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 20 Jul 2011 16:31:00 +0000

If things happen for a reason,

If things happen by chance.

If things go with a purpose,

Then it was love at first glance.

I tell myself that its okay,

I tell myself time will tell.

I tell myself I can hear everything you´d say,

But ín my heart I know all is far from well.

You came into my life for a reason,

You came to be more than a friend,

You proved that I could be strong even now,

You proved that my love would have no end.

So I listen when the wind blows,

And I hear the chimes across the street.

Your songs are with me wherever I go,

And your love still makes my heart beat.

For time will move on,

And places may change,

But the fact that we loved each other,

Will forever remain.

For you were the reason I was there,

You were the reason we grew near.

You were the reason my strength grew,

You will always be the reason my love is true.

Brenda Ysaguirre copyright July 2011

ANOTHER THURSDAY

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sat, 26 Feb 2011 19:57:00 +0000

I use to love Thursdays when we first met,
Because it was the day we´d always do things we hadn´t done yet.
I would cross the border and be with you,
And we do all the things I never knew we could do.

It was the day we would share all our plans,
They were the days I would learn from your curing hands.
They were the times we would go out to eat,
They were the times many new friends I got to meet.

We would sit at Costa Azul or Los Mestizos by three,
And after a while you´d join the keyboard player and sing to me.
Never a day would go by without our favorite drinks or my song,
Never a Thursday without happiness and I thought nothing would ever go wrong.

But now it´s just another Thursday that comes ever week,
No more songs from you, no more loving eyes that wink.
No more Costa Azul, the place is now closed down,
And Los Mestizos is not the same without you around.

You left me one rainy night to seek the angels above,
But before you left you taught me all about love.
I carry you in my heart and on my mind each day,
And look forward to one day when "I love you , Negrita" again I will hear you say.

Papi, Thursday will always be our day,
Thursday was the beginning of your life in Mexico coming my way.
Thursday is not the same now without you in my arms or my head resting on you,
Thursday is never going to be the same no matter what I do.

But it will remain in my heart and on my mind,
For Thursday is where peace and happiness I can find,
I will remember everything we did and everything you told me,
Because Thursday was once the day we set our emotions free.

So until we meet again in that place beyond,
Thursdays I will carry memories of you so fond,
And smile and think of all we use to do,
And remember that once you were here and our love was true.

REST IN PEACE, ABEL. CIELO, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre Lopez

MEMORIES OF YOU

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 06:23:00 +0000

A walk down the street,
Saying hi to old friends I meet,
Brings back memories of you,
And all the things we use to do.

I pass by the pottery store,
Filled now with vase and pots of flowers galore,
¿La compramos, Negrita? – Your voice I can hear,
And suddenly my eyes are flooded with brand new tears.

No so much returns to me,
Of times when happy we use to be.
It seems just like yesterday you were here,
Then I had everything and there was nothing to fear.

So, I walk in a trance every now and then,
Realizing the love I have for you will never end,
Because you showed me what real love could be,
And because one day you said you loved me.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2010

INVERTIENDO EL AHORA

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 11:00:00 +0000

Vivo el AHORA,

Pero quiero el pasado.

Reacciono al AHORA,

Pero seguir así, ya no puedo.

Veo el AHORA,

Sin embargo, no puedo aceptar,

Me muevo en el AHORA,

Pero cada día está lleno de pesar.

Te escucho AHORA,

Pero recuerdo el pasado,

Acepto el AHORA,

Pero mi alegría está cerrado.

Odio el AHORA,

Porque te has ido adonde no estoy,

Me niego el AHORA,

Porque te quiero de regreso hoy.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

HAPPY EASTER TO EVERYONE

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 04 Apr 2010 08:46:00 +0000

Today is a time of joy and a time of hope. Today we celebrate the re birth of our faith. Jesus Christ came into this world and he died for us and he has risen to give us that which was promised... eternal life. So, today on behalf of my family and I , I wish to extend all my love to everyone everywhere.

Joy to the world for HE has risen and with HIM we are saved. AMEN.

Happy Easter, everyone.
(I am on the road to recovery and rediscovery. I love you all.)

THESE TEARS FALL

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 08:19:00 +0000

I think of all we had,
And my tears fall.
I think of all we did,
And my tears fall.
I think of all we said,
And my tears fall.
I think of all we planned,
And my tears fall.
The gods were against us,
So my tears fall.
The gods became jealous,
So my tears fall.
The gods wanted you for their own,
So my tears fall.
The gods have left me all alone,
So my tears fall.
But there´s one place that´s mine,
Even when I let my tears fall.
And there I carry you all the time,
Even when I let my tears fall.
Because there you entered when I call,
Even when I let my tears fall.
And there you will remain forever,
Even when I let my tears fall.
So darling, I tell you once again,
As these tears fall.
You were my loving husband to the end,
As these tears fall.
What we shared no one can take from me,
As these tears fall.
For in my heart and on my mind you will always be,
And with all this love I let these tears fall.

Brenda Ysaguirre

ON THIS GOOD FRIDAY

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 01:43:00 +0000

There are times like now when I wonder why we have to go on in life if there are those around us who set out on paths of destruction. I guess we need to look back on that very first Good Friday and realize that the only thing that matters in this world is that which was proven as the greatest love of all.

Jesus, thank you for dying for the sins of mankind. I love you and I will continue to do your will with every breath I take. Please help me to do what is right and guide me away from all evil. Amen.

AYER, HOY Y SIEMPRE

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 03:27:00 +0000

Ayer te conocí,
Ayer mi amor te di.
Ayer estuve contigo,
Ayer comencé un nuevo camino.

Hoy tu canción está en mi mente,
Hoy tu amor no está ausente,
Hoy entiendo tus palabras,
Hoy entiendo el valor de amar a los demás.

Siempre en mi corazón,

Siempre por una razón,

Siempre diciendo Yo Puedo,

Siempre, porque te quiero.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2010 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 04:12:00 +0000

I live in the Now.

But I still think about Then.

It may be farewell,

But it is not the end.

Some people say it had to be,

Some people are just sadly looking at me.

But no one can feel the pain that is inside.

No one really knows that a part of me died.

That lonely Sunday you bid the world goodbye,

The only question we ask now is Why? WHY?

Some one torn us apart,

But you will always remain in my heart.

And when we meet again,

Our love will have no end.

So dance to the tune of angels songs,
Tell them some of your jokes that aren´t too long.
Sing your ballads and compose some too.
Darling, even though you´re gone, I love you.

Thank you for being a part of my world,
Thanks for making me your woman, your girl.
I look in the sky each and every night,
I know the sign whenever I see your light.

You are at peace and you are filled with love,
Darling, thank you for looking on and protecting me from above.

We´ll meet again and things will be the same,
I will smile when you see me and call out my name.
“Negrita,” you´ll say, “como estas, bebe?”
“Papi,” I´ll say, “ Como te extrañe”.
And we´ll hug and kiss and look into each others eyes,
And in them we´ll see where true love really lies.

So, Corazon, I will carry on the work we set out to achieve,
I will fulfill all your dreams because in me you did believe.
You created a Supermama one day two years ago,
And you taught me that true love must always flow.

So, for now my path is set on a trail of goodwill,
Just know that you are in my heart still.
For no man can tear us apart,
For you, darling Abel, will always be in my heart.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

SOMEONE

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 21:27:00 +0000

Fidel probably had a party,
Chavez probably laughed so hearty,
Zelaya probably did a Honduran dance,
Even though regaining power, he hasn´t a chance.

And someone walks the street today,
Someone who is responsible for that terrible day,
For someone knows what happened that night,
Someone knows why there was no fight.

Your family and friends know what great loss we all feel,
We know that with a bitter blow your fate was sealed.
I still hear you singing my song,
I still have you by my side all night long.

But someone must accept what they did to you,
For someone has made us quite ill and blue,
And I will not stop until they are sitting in jail,
This justice system must not fail.

For someone knows what went down,
Someone saw you when your body hit the ground.
Someone is responsible for what you went through,
Someone was heartless and darkened my hue.
And there is no night of peace for me,
There is no happiness for the world to see.
There is no looking forward to tomorrow,
For my heart is filled with too much sorrow.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
January 7, 2010
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

I WAITED FOR YOU

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 16:50:00 +0000

I waited for you that night
And you did not come.
I waited for your call,
And you did not phone.
I waited for your car to drive up
And it never appeared.
I wanted to call you around eleven pm,
I want to take you your usual just around then.
But you had an appointment so I thought you were there,
And so I sat waiting for you to appear.

At two o´clock I decided to wait no more.
So, Oscar and I decided to close the door.
I did not fall asleep for another hour or two.
I just laid in bed thinking about me and you.
The next day I awoke with a start at seven,
I was going to call you around then.
But I figured you´d be asleep so it would make no sense,
So I closed my eyes as I laid there surrounded by the smell of incense.

At 9am I sent you a text to remind you to call,
I did not know you were not there at all.
We went out and it was not until after three,
That I expressed what your absence was doing to me.
Because we had such a rule in our home,
I waited for your call feeling somewhat alone.

A call came at 5 but it was not from you,
Suddenly my world changed and I didn´t know what to do.
I went looking for you and no one could say,
I went everywhere searching for you on that day.
Finally at our home someone said those words I still hear,
Then I realized what had happened and I felt the tear.
Days turned into weeks and weeks now into months,
As we seek justice and as the evidence mounts.

I waited for you to arrive that day,
I waited for your call for you to say,
“Hola, negrita, mi amor, como estas?
Ya tengo hambre, en que piensas?”
And I would say, “Adonde sea, cielo, no importa, mi amor,”
Porque ya sabía que sea como sea estaría contigo,
Y juntos estaríamos en nuestro mundo de YO PUEDO.

So I waited for you and you never came,
Now I am sitting here in so much pain.
You are still with me, I know that to be,
Because you were always so much a part of me.
But I waited for you that silent night,
When someone took you away and turned off my light.
I waited for you and I wait for you now,
To tell me what happened, to tell me just how.
Can I go on living without you by my side?
Will my tears forever come with the tide?

Y la pregunta sigue siento lo mismo, mi amor…
La pregunta que te hice muchas veces sin este dolor,
-¿Sabes que, mi cielo?-
Y tu, riéndote me decías, -¿Que, negrita?-
-Te amo un chingo,- yo te decía.
Y nos abrazábamos, riendo, y besando.
And so I wait…

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
January 4, 2010
Copyright 2010 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

MERRY CHRISTMAS

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 09:00:00 +0000

At this time of the year, with pain in my heart and tears in my eyes at the loss of my best friend and soul companion, I reach out across the miles to greet all my blog readers. I promise to return in the new year with a vigor and the passion I once had. Now I wish to thank you for your support. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! GOD BLESS AND KEEP YOU ALL WELL.

ABEL MARTIN LOPEZ RODRIGUEZ

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 03:37:00 +0000

NOV 14, 1955 - OCT 18, 2009

REST IN PEACE, BABY. ALL MY LOVE NOW AND ALWAYS.

“No necesitas pedir permiso para ser feliz, está autorizado pero nunca garantizado” (Abel Desestress)

IN MEMORY OF ABEL MARTIN LOPEZ RODRIGUEZ

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 21 Oct 2009 07:00:00 +0000

NOVEMBER 14, 1955 -- OCTOBER 18, 2009

LED ASTRAY AGAIN

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 01:39:00 +0000

There must be more, I hear them say,
There must be some, at least for today.
But as the day goes by,
We suddenly realize,
There is none, so come what may.

The change we looked for is not in sight.
The change they promised is not here tonight.
And once again we were led astray,
Once again, for yet another day.

Politics is just open promises and sad realities. (Brenda A. Ysaguirre)

A RAINY DAY THOUGHT

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 10:01:00 +0000

Yesterday the sky was gray,
It was just a very sad old day.
The rain came down in little showers,
Tomorrow I bet there will be little flowers.

I love the rain because then all is cool,
Not like the hot days that send us to the pool.
But a storm is in the Gulf they say on the news,
Claudine is number three, don´t blow a fuse!

Its that time of the year once again,
When storms bring us a lot of rain.
And while the plants are happy for the bath,
There is no tell what can be the storm´s wrath.

So keep on eye on the weather outside,
Don´t sit indoors and just play hide.
Be prepared for what comes and you will see,
It always better to be ready for what can be.

Brenda Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda Ysaguirre

REVERSING THE NOW

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 02:56:00 +0000

I live the NOW,
But I want the past.
I react to the NOW,
But this cannot last.

I see the NOW,
Yet I cannot accept,
I move in the NOW,
But each day is filled with regret.

I hear you NOW,
But I remember the past,
I accept the NOW,
But my joy is in the past.

I hate the NOW,
Because you´re gone away,
I refuse the NOW,
Because I want you back today.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

YOU BREAK MY HEART

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 14:42:00 +0000

Everytime we meet now you break my heart,
Everytime I leave now it tears me apart,
Everytime I spend with you is filled with pain,
Everytime now I wonder will I be happy ever again?

We both know what is happening here,
We both know why nothing is clear.
We both know who is to blame,
We both know nothing will ever be the same.

And yet we cannot turn and walk away,
And yet I cannot say what i need to say.
And yet you fight that demon in you,
And yet you know that my love is true.

But until you accept this love will never die,
Until you can accept there was no lie,
Until you let things return to what they were,
Until you realize what we are fighting for,

There will be words that shouldn´t be said,
There will be pain that could turn my head.
There will be nothing I can do to save you,
There will be sadness until you change the things you do.

WHERE ARE YOU?

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 02:28:00 +0000

Is it a figment of the imagination?

Is it the mind playing on realization?

Is it the fact that you are getting old?

Is this the reason you are suddenly cold?

Where is that person everyone knew?

Where is that person who was so true?

Where is that person who was filled with joy?

Where is that person who acted like a boy?

What happened to change all that?

What happened or what did not?

What happened to make you turn away,

What happened to all the joy that use to fill the day?

It came suddenly into the night,

It came suddenly without a fight,

It came suddenly and I did not see,

It came suddenly and took you away from me!

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

SOMETHING´S WRONG

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 23:51:00 +0000

When I awoke I knew something was wrong,
When I awoke there was no song.
When I awoke I felt a pain,
When I awoke I realized it was happening again.

These feelings that I feel,
Will they ever heal?
Or am I doomed to be in pain,
Can´t I enjoy laughter once again?

I remember all those yesterdays,
I remember living in a daze.
I remember how you looked at me,
I remember, and I want them to be.

But every now and then the earth shifts,
And with it my aching heart it lifts.
But I dream of everything being like before,
And I dream of having so much more.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

FORGIVE ME

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 15:43:00 +0000

Forgive me for being human,
Forgive me for being a woman.
Forgive me for showing my pain,
Forgive me, because it will happen again.

Forgive me, because you love me,
Forgive me, because together we should be.
Forgive me, because you are empty without me,
Forgive me, because this is love can´t you see?

Forgive me, because you are wrong,
Forgive me, because together we are strong.
Forgive me, because you know that this is insane,
Forgive me, and let us be happy once again.

Forgive me, because you miss me by your side,
Forgive me, because the pain we cannot hide.
Forgive me, because this love is true,
Forgive me, because I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!!

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda Ysaguirre

WHY IS IT ONLY SOMETIMES?

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 15:29:00 +0000

Sometimes you are so kind,

Sometimes all is fine.

Sometimes I am your queen,

Sometimes your heart just gleams.

Then you turn around and change,

Then you become so out of range.

Then I feel the hurt inside,

Then I feel I´m on a roller coaster ride.

Why is it hard for you submit?

Why is it so difficult for you to fit?

Why must you always turn away?

Why can´t I see the real you every day?

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

GO WITH TIME

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 22:09:00 +0000

Time passes by,
Things happen now and then.
Sometimes we sigh,
Sometimes we say, "Never again."

If we only knew,
What happens before it did,
Our mistakes would be few,
Because on them we´d put a lid.

But life is unknown,
Life can be a game.
Life is time that has flown,
Life is things happening again and again.

So float with the time,
Float with the wind.
Float as you climb.
Float to places you´ve never been.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre