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Poems by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal- All the Colors and Stop the Earthquake July 23, 2019

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ALL THE COLORS

All the colors that I see
are slightly reddened.
I want to do them a favor.

I want to give them some purple,
some pink, maybe a little
blue or golden sunset touch.

A bright yellow and some
peach, something to taste.
I imagine green fields for miles.

I want to see the flames go
out in a blue moon song.

STOP THE EARTHQUAKE

Try to stop
the earthquake,
try to stop
the rain. It
won’t happen
no matter
how hard you
try. Try to
stop traffic,
that is an
easier
thing to do.
You may get
run over.
It will stop
for the crews
to pick up
your remains.
Try to stop
an earthquake,
not even
Superman
could. Maybe,
I don’t know.
Most likely
he could blow
clouds away
and stop rain
from falling.

Read a review of Luis’ chapbook, chapbook, Before and Well After Midnight, at Clockwise Cat.

Poems by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal – The Battle With Night and Into the Void October 13, 2018

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The Battle With Night

 I surrendered to the night.
The youthful days are gone.
I need me time. No more
getting too carried away.

I have become docile.
I shorten the evening
when I could and just sleep.
No more burning candles

 in the day and the night.
My sails are down and I
enjoy the sea from afar.

Pensive, without circles
under my eyes, I feel
the battle with night is gone.

 Into the Void

Hurled into the void,

into a vast abyss of

 

twilights without stars,

and moons, I go there

and make a life out

of the darkness.

 

Mumbling, stumbling,

I go on like a

withered corpse

breathing life.

 

In this blind illusion

I go down the path,

following the odor

of chance, brushing

 

off my burden. I keep

it together, whistling

and humming blue songs.

Life is a strange mirage.

 

Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal is a California poet. Some of his most recent poems will appear in Spillwords, Tuck Magazine, and Yellow Mama Magazine.