Brenda - A Belizean Poet

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 11 May 2016 16:30:00 +0000

IT'S TOO LATE... MY FIRST SONG

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Fri, 06 May 2016 15:40:00 +0000

ITS TOO LATE
You walked away from my love,
I never knew what you were doing,
You never said goodbye,
All you ever did to me was lie.
So now it's too late,
Too late to tell me that you love me,
Too late to tell me that you need me,
All over again.
For if you loved me,
You'd never break my heart so many times,
You'd never make me break down and cry,
All over again.
So I'll close the door this time,
And cry on my pillow,
For I still love you,
And there is nothing I can do.
For it is too late,
Too late to tell you that I love you,
Too late to tell you that I need you,
All over again.
I have missed you,
So many times I have thought of you.
You were everything too me,
But its too late for us now.
So it is too late,
Too late to tell me that you love me,
Too late to tell me that you need me,
All over again.
I love you,
But it's too late for us anyway,
My heart cannot to be broken,
All over again.
For it is too late,
Too late to tell me that you love me,
Too late to tell me that you want me,
All over again.
It is too late to tell me that you love me,
Too late to tell me that you can't be without me now.
copyright May 6, 2016 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Sometimes When I Smile

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 03 Feb 2016 22:00:00 +0000

Sometimes When I Smile
Sometimes when I smile, the pain seems less
But it will never erase the fact that I'm not at my best.
Sometimes when I smile, the world stands still,
And I have to admit that I am at the bottom of the hill.
Sometimes when I smile, the tears come to my eyes,
And I have to admit that nothing changes even as time flies.
Sometimes when I smile, my heart accepts it all,
Because it knows that better can come after a fall.
But sometimes when I smile, there is joy in me
Because I am happy and it is clear to see,
That just because we smile, things will appear differently.
So sometimes... I'll just SMILE!
copyright 2014 Brenda A. Ysaguirre ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

PREHISPANIC COCOON SPA

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 08 Apr 2015 10:30:00 +0000

It starts so mildly,
Then it increases gradually.
Ten minutes later you're in warmth, Which eases all pain from muscles that tire.
Your pores open and you begin to perspire, You relax as aromatic vapors filling the air.
You go back in time, yet you are here.
As the music surrounds you in the temazcal,
You can meditate and just release it all.
That's the beginning of a massage at prehispanico,
And what follows will leave you aglow.
For after a shower your body is quite relaxed,
Then it's stage two - a massage that's the max!
In a room surrounded with music and scent,
Your body is given a treat and you are sent,
Into bliss as your muscles are relaxed by fingers so magical,
That releases your stress, your worries and pain all.
Through a series of techniques to relaxation music,
And a chocolate mask that you'll just want to lick!
Or a Mayan mask facial that leaves you radiant.
So give it a go, give it a chance!
It will be like awaking from a splendid trance!
There is no massage quite like it anywhere,
And the rebirth you feel will be oh so dear.
So welcome to prehiSPAnic cocoon,
Where an hour of treatment will seem to end too soon!
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

HAPPY EASTER

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 05 Apr 2015 13:00:00 +0000

JUST REMEMBER

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Mon, 30 Mar 2015 00:51:00 +0000

(A Poem for ALL my Students)
When you´re sad and lonely,
When you´re feeling blue,
Just remember one thing,
I´ll be thinking of you.
When friends seem to disappear,
When they seem so few,
Just remember one thing,
I´ll be there for you.
When all is joyfulness,
When all is calm and free,
Just remember one thing,
I your friend will be.
For friends will come,
And friends will go ,
Each and every day.
So just remember one thing,
I am here to stay.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

THERE IS SO MUCH LOVE

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Thu, 26 Mar 2015 13:00:00 +0000

There is so much that I do,
There is so much about you.
There is so much unknown,
There is so much we have grown.
There is happiness when you are near,

There is love everywhere.
There is silence in the night,
There is loving in the morning light.
I can only hope that you understand,
That there is a reason you are the man!
I can only show you how much I care,
And hope that you will always be near.
But the wind sings a sad little song,
And the heart tells me that something is wrong.
So I live day by day in fear,
For the love I have for you is so dear.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

MY FACEBOOK ADDICTION ...A HAIKU

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Wed, 25 Mar 2015 20:34:00 +0000

FACEBOOK ADDICTION
YOU KEEP ME UP ALL NIGHT LONG
STOP CONTROLLING ME

WHY IS IT ONLY SOMETIMES

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 24 Mar 2015 13:00:00 +0000

(For abused women everywhere) 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

GOODBYE WINTER, HELLO SPRING

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Fri, 20 Mar 2015 17:38:00 +0000

As beautiful as a new day
As lively as you may.
The Springtime is here once more.
The sunshine is creeping in your door.
Goodbye Winter, hello Spring.
Goodbye sweaters, hello Spring.
Goodbye heaters, hello breeze.
Goodbye Winter, its time for SPRING!
Brenda Ysaguirre copyright March 2015

UNO DE MIS FRASES PARA VOS HOY

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 14:11:00 +0000

"El amor me ha enseñado a querer; La vida me ha enseñado a disfrutar. AMO LA VIDA." (BRENDA A. YSAGUIRRE)

HAPPY ST PATRICK'S DAY

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 14:09:00 +0000

SERA QUE CONOCES A ESTA MUJER

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Thu, 12 Mar 2015 01:13:00 +0000

Solicitamos tu ayuda... ésta mujer de aproximadamente 30 años de edad, se encuentra en calidad de desconocida en la cama 112 de terapia intensiva del Hospital General, fue localizada en Rosamorada severamente golpeada y trasladada a Tepic, con traumatismo craneoencefálico severo, fractura de pelvis y golpes en todo su cuerpo... si la identificas o conoces a alguno de sus familiares, por favor comunícate a Derechos Humanos al Tel. 213-89-86 o lada sin costo 01 800 503-77-55. Las imágenes no son agradables, pero por favor comparte, alguno de tus contactos podría ayudar a identificarla... gracias.

HAPPY FATHER`S DAY

noreply@blogger.com (Brenda Aurora Verna Ysaguirre) — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 17:01:00 +0000

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