Carlos Gutierrez Poems

It was not too many nights ago,
when I turned my head to the amber sky,
and lightly whispered to the man upstairs.
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Dear true love,
Forgive me, for I have been naive.
And even in the circumstances where my tongue has been stilled by fear,
My heart has remained persistent.
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And so, with a strike of a key and a swing of the eyes, the storm was freed from its cage.

I have felt its bone-chilling breath on my neck,
and I experienced the torment of it's acid rain on my brittle skin,
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I dare to blame you for my death,
For it was your eyes that overlooked me from between the shadows and have focused on the decorations of an altar,
For it was your ears that missed the layers of my troubled voice and have concentrated on a stranger's sugary whisper,
For it was your embrace that lost its meaning and has wandered off into warmer arms,
...

The windows crashed into bitter shards of lonely confinement;
the wind blew sharp against the torn emptiness of my carcass.

My sight paroled the clearing,
My ears grew frenzied with excitement,
Even my skin found itself electrified at the mere thought of current events.
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Mirror, Mirror,
Oh please dear Mirror,
With the shape of the owner of silver moonlight,
Delight my eyes with the reflection of my beloved one
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The harshness of winter
The way it holds some of us together
The mode that we perish in secrecy
The manner in which it hardens the most luminous of hearts
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I want to give you the biggest gift
A rare one, hard to discover
Shielded underground by any means
Or one only found in mistifying dreams
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I do not have to be told many truths.
I know I am not god perfect,
Or statue beautiful.
I have flaws by the millions and counting;
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Do you remember me?
We went to school together,
You probably don't,
I mean,
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