Biography of rico avila
Born and raised in Chicago. Traveled the world quite a bit through the military. Joined at 19, I am now 31 and still in. In Afghanistan at the moment.
rico avila Poems
Tough Streets Of Chicago
Tough streets of Chicago, you made me who I am. Tough streets of Chicago, for me you had a plan. You forced me to observe, what kids my age did not. You taught me to look and see, always looking for a plot.
Do Not Stand At My Grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow.
Call It A Poem
Just read a poem, read line by line. seemed more like a story, with no reason or rhyme.
Dance Of War
Our hearts are beating quickly, our breaths are long and rough. Sweat in our eyes blinds us, as we continue to huff and puff.
Jefferson Park, is where I used to play. Baseball and basketball, all hours of the day.
He walked all neighborhoods, all he did was roam. He seemed to be homeless, but he did have a home.
Many poems that I read, read badly toward pride, but as for me, I must adimt, I'm on prides side. I'm proud of all I am, and proud of all I do, If you wore this uniform, you would be proud too.
Dance Of War
Our hearts are beating quickly,
our breaths are long and rough.
Sweat in our eyes blinds us,
as we continue to huff and puff.
We move ever more closer,
with coordinated flanks.
This dance of ours is personal,
there is no need for tanks.
I dash forward so quickly,