Edwina M Salazar

Joined November 2021

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I Remember
I remember joy as father placed the sapling’s roots in the soft soil. I remember Autumn as the the elm in the backyard burst into yellow.
By Edwina M Salazar2 months ago in Poets
Fall
Luminescent leaf drops Lights on crispy crumbling piles Glistens in shadows
By Edwina M Salazar4 months ago in Poets
Smooth, Shiny, Big Black Bags
Smooth, Shiny, Big Black Bags Each bag is scented with the smell of pot and tobacco. Nubby blankets are rolled up, gritty
By Edwina M Salazar2 years ago in Poets
Pinto Beans with Tortillas
Pinto Beans with Tortillas I remember to soak the beans overnight. But first I scatter the beans on the counter, as an element of ritual.
By Edwina M Salazar2 years ago in Poets
LAST DAY IN MADRID
In the hostel lounge, Talia hunched over in the wire chair next to the mural of fish-shaped eyes, splashed with muted green, orange, and yellow. She took out her red wallet which doubled as a good luck charm. She read that red attracts abundance which she immediately needed. She counted the euros three times, alloted an amount for the cab to the airport, one meal, payment for the last day’s lodging, and admission to the Museo de Reina Sofia, a mile walk away through Retiro Parque. She savored the buttery but hardened, almond croissant left over from the day before. Her luxury for this day was a cafe americano. Still hungry, she reached into her back pack for the stale almonds in the zip pocket. During the stay, her persistent worry was being stuck in Spain without resources.
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Art
Mountainous Distraction
Mountainous Distraction Distant clouds lurk over the peak, Intent to glow and Signify inner force to
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
Hidden Heart
Hidden Heart Her heart expands-contracts with forgiveness, Honesty, generosity, grace lay dormant, Humility turns arrogance to hope ,
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
Limerick
There was a parking place so small Only a clown car could fit at the mall Either by parallel parking Or by staying in the the marking.
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
4 Haikus
Arollo meets the sky Crushed cobalt crashes deep Sinewy mist appears Wheat grass points to air Slightly scented with sweet dew
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
Yo Sueno Con Usted, En Rojo
I dream of you, in red. You stand in a shadow behind a crimson, gossamered gate. I drive by the gate in a shiny, cherry convertible,
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
Lusk’s Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Jaya was transfixed by the reflections of the golden trees on the placid pond beyond the courtyard. She visioned that one day, she would walk through the gates of the courtyard, wander through the trees and caress their sunlit leaves with her fingers. She saw herself sitting by the pond and creating ripples with the splash of her toes on the water.
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Fiction