Juan Olivarez Poems

One day it's my waist,
Next day it's my knees.
I have trigger finger,
It hurts when I sneeze.
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Thousands,
Of leaves.
Blowing by,
On the north wind.
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Aguardiente mi amigo,
Lindo fruto del maguey
Aguardiente soy testigo,
Aguardiente para el Rey.
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Behind the leaves of vibrant green,
Remaining virtually unseen.
Cocking his head as he looks at me,
Eying the cat, and poised to flee.
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When my time on Earth
Is through.

I would not leave in the winter,
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I want to be free,
Like the breeze in the trees,
Shaking the leaves,
Chasing honey bees.
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In the beginning, love is so sweet,
Cooing like turtledoves hour after hour.
But love sometimes, is elusive and fleet,
And like a lemon the taste is sour.
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Little garter snake, asleep in the rue,
Lost in your dreams so sweet.
one often wonders at how you do,
To cypher your thoughts would be quite a feat.
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Black round eyes stare unseeing.
Head twisted at an impossible angle,
Breath and life departed.
Body starting to bloat,
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To see the good in everyone,
To welcome loss, though you wish you'd won.
to be touched each day by the rising sun,
And to see him off when the day is done.
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