Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 3,586 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

The Cordell - Poem by Juan Olivarez

She stands alone,
In the autumn rain.
Watching her life walk away.

The soft thud of,
Slowly disappearing dreams,
On the street.

Dreams muffled,
By the autumn rain.
Slowly fading in the twilight.

He won't look back,
There is something in his eye.
The autumn rain.

A voice deep down says,
Turn around you fool.
As the autumn rain falls.

The mustang sits by the curb,
Rain dripping like tears,
From the windshield.

Even his car is crying,
The car with her smell,
The car she loved so.

He gets in and sits behind the wheel,
And the autumn rain comes again.
Inside the car, briney salty, rain.

Looking in the rearview mirror,
He sees her silhouette.
Through his tears and the autumn rain.

Slowly the fastback pulls away,
From the curb.
Leaving her standing by the Cordell,
In the autumn rain.

8/12/12 Alton Texas.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

long ago I met this wonderful girl. she lived in a hotel with her adopted parents. The cordell hotel. I have found her again. on this site. she is Maria Segura, now married like me, now a lot older like me. I would be lying if I said I didn't still care for her. And that I am so glad she is here. This poem and many others I have written, are for her. Ola Lupe siempre te llevo en mi corazon.

Comments about The Cordell by Juan Olivarez

  • (9/15/2012 7:16:00 PM)

    Such a melancholic and amazing feel in this one, love it! (Report) Reply

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  • (9/14/2012 5:32:00 PM)

    That girl.... goodness! that girl is still the same.....caring for you very much.and like you my heart writes because of you. Beautiful poem. You are in my heart forever! (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilson (9/14/2012 4:01:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem, some people can never be forgotten, (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (9/14/2012 1:04:00 PM)

    Lovely poem Juan, she must be a special lady. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 14, 2012

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