Monarca Rising

Category: hope

  • Tenderness

    Tenderness by Carmen H Gray Tender darkness with tendrils That reach deep into the aching Kissing our self-pity, rocking our illnesses So sweet and comfortable in our cocoons Tender silence from broken parts Of mauled noises that struck our ears Leaving us thrashing about But you have to be still to hear the softness again…

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  • Dreamers

    Dreamers By Carmen H Gray “Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.”-Langston Hughes I cannot stop thinking About Leon, aptly named thus For he was proud as a lion And fierce, too Or Daisy or Rosa, both like flowers With minds blossoming into perfection I cannot…

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  • Incarnations of You

    Incarnations of You by Carmen H Gray The other night I sat beside you Laboring away on mundane paperwork We seemed to be in a loop of absurdity Waiting for Godot Were you Vladimir or were you Estragon? In the perpetual spiral of suffering We are constantly climbing out of You made me laugh In…

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  • View From Above

    View From Above by Carmen H Gray A branch broke under his weight I looked up and saw only the white tips Of a grand wing span The sun cleansing fetid remnants of forages His eyes met with mine As if to say, Patience, my queen Learn how to reprocess life For I am the…

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  • Tiny Golden Slippers

    “Yo no quiero que a mi niña la vayan a hacer princesa. Con zapatitos de oro ¿cómo juega en las praderas?”-de Miedo por Gabriela Mistral “I don’t want them to turn my little girl into a princess. In tiny little gold slippers, how could she play in the meadow?”-from Fear by Gabriela Mistral Tiny Golden…

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  • Combined Mass

    Combined Mass by Carmen H Gray   Those tears flowed They were from the eyes Of a little girl I knew I saw glimpses of Incarnations of You Folded into my arms What sorrow’s songs are enacting Heartstring disarms Revealing a reflection Molting, transmuting An old wound demands recollection In one form or another Study…

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  • White Light

    White Light by Carmen H Gray Uninhabited Quiet space It is that empty side of the home I keep finding in my dreams The part I am afraid to explore Where room after room Nothing feels right Things are distorted, broken I rush to find the back door Unlocked, unguarded Leaving me terrified That I…

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  • Leaving

    “Leave the familiar for a while. Let your senses and bodies stretch out Like a welcomed season Onto the meadows and shores and hills.” -by Hafiz (from All The Hemispheres) Leaving by Carmen H Gray Heart, absconded Quiet and mutable Life, responded Jagged and beautiful Leaves fall Trees sigh Birds call Winds fly A vessel…

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  • One Hundred Percent

      One Hundred Percent By Carmen H Gray In the backpocket of my mind I keep A list of things To reconsider When the casualties of the outside world Make me bitter Air that is 10 degrees cooler After hundreds of days in the hundreds My own sense of humor Making me laugh in the…

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  • The Pride Lie Veil

    “Humility is nothing but truth, and pride is nothing but lying.”- St. Vincent de Paul The Pride Lie Veil by Carmen H Gray When no one can admit a wrong Because it would pull the tiniest thread Opening the unravelling of a lie lifelong Every inconsequential detail Becomes significant  In the constructed veil It is…

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