Forgiving Sea


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When the earth


vomits volcanic fire


the sea turns the molten orange


into green glass jewels.




With mystical hearts


the forgiving


transmute to love


actions cruel.

-saiom shriver-

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The jewel of the woods



It was one of those boring days in the summer, all of my friends went out on vacation while I was at home doing nothing but watching TV waiting for my parents to come back from work. They are always working, they rarely have a day off and when they do, they spend all day doing house cleaning. We never go out on vacation, except on Christmas when we visit my grandma in Nayarit.

The movie I was watching was over, I was very tired but I couldn’t take a nap now. My dad was getting off work early, and he asked me to go with him to the mall to buy something nice for my mom’s birthday tomorrow. He was terrible when it comes to buying presents. I thought of not going with him, I was going to bake her a cake anyway. But dad wanted to give her something special and he couldn’t do that on his own. So I made myself stay up and watched another movie.

They were passing this weird cartoon movie with a bear and a chameleon living in the forest. I’ve never watched or heard of it before. I’ve always liked cartoon shows, so I decided to give it a shot and watch it. The movie had already started, Bear and Chameleon were looking for something in the woods, I don’t know what, I had to keep watching. Then while I was watching, something weird happened. I felt Chameleon was staring straight at me. He turns and whispers something to Bear, and then both of them turn and stare at me. I got closer to the TV just to be curious, and when I got close enough to stick my nose in the screen they grabbed me! I was inside of the TV!

“What the heck? How did you do that?” I asked Bear and Chameleon.

“Hi, I’m Chameleon and this is my friend Bear, he can’t talk. What’s your name?”

“Ana…” I could already tell who was the little leader here and who was the tough and clumsy one.

“Ana? That’s a weird name! I’ve never heard it before. It’s pretty!”  

“Uh, thanks. I guess.” I was very confused. I didn’t know how it was possible I was talking to cartoons.

“Ana, you are a very pretty girl. Oh! And your hands are perfect!”

“Why am I here?” I interrupted.

“We need you to help us get the jewel of the golden tree before anybody. If we get it I can be the king of this woods.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have to go home.”

“No you can’t.”

“What do you mean? Sure I can.”

“Nope, you can’t do it yourself. If you want to go back you need to help us first.”

“Hmmm. O.K. but we need to hurry.”

“Sure! It won’t take long! We know exactly where it is, we just need your hands to get it.”

So we walked through the forest until we got to the Golden Tree. I was glad it was a short way. I just had to climb up the tree and get their precious treasure. I did it. I had the jewel on my hands. I gave it to Chameleon and said: “Here, I need to leave now.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

“What? But we made a deal!”

“I’m sorry, but we need you here. You can live with us!”

I was getting angry, I didn’t like people lying to me and breaking their promises. So punched chameleon and he dropped the jewel. I took it as fast as I could, put it on my pocket, and started running. If they wanted the jewel they had to take me home.

“Stupid human! Bear! Let’s get her!”

I ran as fast as I could, but Bear was faster. I kept running. All of a sudden the floor disappeared and I was falling.

I got up with a headache and I realize it was all a dream. Then I remembered my dad. I went to the kitchen and saw him.

“Dad, why didn’t you wake me up? Did you buy mom a present?”

“No, Ana. I had to stay to work and fix some problems,” he said with sadness.

I was very sorry. Then I felt something on my pocket. It couldn’t be! It was the jewel from my dream!

“Dad, you don’t have to worry! I have already a present for mom. Look!”

He asked me how I got it. I told him it was my backup present. Dad was very happy and my mom loved it.

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Music of the Night

Love and Romance

Here, on this side of the valley, the night
spreads her jeweled dress upon the ancient
lake beneath the Autumn moon.

I can hear the lapping of the waves upon
the grassy banks, while Zephyr dances
on the diamond-crested billows, and crickets

chirp their strange songs to the stars.

Here, on this side of the valley, the night
spreads her mystery of ages upon the lives
of men, sparkling ciphers over cloudless

sable skies, as she has wont to do since
Time first was and man and woman fell
in love beneath a bright new moon,

spell-bound, as we now are, by
breathless beauty and the music

of the night.

--(c) Copyrght Jim Valero, 2012.

"Open Letter to a More Famous Poet"


by Jeph Johnson


I went to your concert by myself,
even though I had two tickets.
(you did sparkle)
I reasoned it would be ok
because I would have more room
with an empty seat beside me
I heard you tell a story
between songs
about an overweight friend of yours
who had killed himself.
he just did it one day
you were trying to console us...
it was supposed to be a warning
not to take your own life.
after telling this story,
all you could tell me
is not to give up,
someone will love me
did you ever sleep with him?
of course not!
he was fat!
my teeth are straighter,
but you complain about,
(adored by millions)
how your phone never rang
up in Alaska
(I don't even know the area code up there) and men ogling your breasts.
...for a moment...
think about men having breasts.

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