Intertwining

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with chakras enhanced
the full moon hovered our souls
connecting bosoms
strengthened limbs entwine from root
elevating purity.

©2016 Liza Morales

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My Budding Soul 23/30

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watch this garden flourish from my soul
seedlings of love embedded in a hole
that’s where magic begins to germinate
and roots of fortitude strive to navigate
like encircling vines that wrap a pole

nurturing the core is my daily goal
and letting go what’s beyond my control
allowing the self to ultimately elevate
..watch this garden flourish

I’ll continue to recover what my demons stole
they tried so hard from keeping me whole
but a soul like mine is not meant to dissipate
stems are strengthened and start to regenerate
to negate everything that’s been a toll
..watch this garden flourish.

©2016 Liza Morales

(Rondeau poetry)

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PONCE MASSACRE 6/30

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unarmed Puerto Ricans, clubbed and shot raw

on Palm Sunday, nineteen thirty seven

blood-covered Ponce, in a screeching caw

unarmed Puerto Ricans, clubbed and shot raw

Since when is a peaceful march against the law?

bludgeoning nineteen people to heaven

unarmed Puerto Ricans, clubbed and shot raw

on Palm Sunday, nineteen thirty seven.

©2016 Liza Morales

(Triolet poetry)

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                               [Photo captured by Carlos Torres Morales on March 21, 1937 and published in El Impartial on April 1, 1937]

The Internal Call (Triolet)

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the soul always yearns to be known
tugging at cells in your torso
to learn thyself, down to the bone
the soul always yearns to be known
there’s no age considered too grown
it’s the expansion of the mind more so
the soul always yearns to be known
tugging at cells in your torso.

©2015 Liza Morales