By Achi
The Crystal Curtains
After Claude Monet, The Red Kerchief
It was past golden hour when all feels quiet and the skies are singing their last encore of the day Those white curtains that stand still in the private When all is going amidst and all the color in the world begins to fade Those white curtains, illuminate in the sun and are now drenched in shadows of blue Tree trunk forests descending gray The white curtains adorn what might be the most somber room Those white curtains resemble the snow Numbing winter please hand over the key They appear so delicate they could disappear and not a soul would know The doors are locked, but those white curtains invite me
Cosmic Eyes
After Amanda Lynn and Carly Ealey, Sea Walls
Mysterious eyes, swallow the world with a single gaze. It's ill, it has a virus. Stars cry and die, fierce life ever hurled. Indigo mind, galaxies in the iris. Peel back our lids of arrogance, can we not realize that we are the villains? It’s stares but we don’t dare to see all that we have become, cannot fathom the destruction and rot. Suspecting eyes I beg of you, make magic and replenish again Sore eyes I plead! This cannot be it, what have we done?
Pastel Life
After Fitz Henry Lane, “Castine Harbor and Town”
Pastel painted skies I fade into the mellow clouds and the indigo fog seeps into doubt Winds cascade like waves in front of my eyes Tiemblo otra vez, no por el frío sino porque se lo que me espera Miro a entre los nubes y beso el más haya Esta vida nunca fue mía, Dios mío The bay gently blows the sails in this all familiar place The sun burns me and I blow a kiss to its face Echo of the tides pass in my wallflower tale Quiero hundirme en las lágrimas de las ballenas y sentir escalofríos que hace que mi espíritu se despierte El amanecer me prometió que siempre se despidiera, aunque me duele Cuando el sol despierta, las ollas y las montañas dirán "si es ella" I see myself in the shoreline My being, my body is like the bay with free flowing ripples and waves I dive towards the purple promises before I say goodbye Nado y nado hacia la esperanza que flota en los cielos y me recuerda a subir a tomar aire Despierto, después de soñar que encontré los secretos para no tener miedo I am not who I was nor am I who I want to be I am simply existing I am only who I am right now
Achi is a Latina artist and starting poet from San Diego, California. She is a student aspiring for her Bachelors degree in Environmental Studies-Biology major and Visual Art minor at Point Loma Nazarene University. Achi is an animal lover and a proud pet owner of three dogs and a guinea pig. She has a passion for the arts and strives to keep on learning.
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