Charlie lives in the sleepy border town of Calexico, California . He has four children and was once an English teacher. He has kept himself busy free lance writing for a local newspaper, creating horrible origami projects and enjoying his children. Current favorite poet is Charles BUKOWSKI .
A WEIRD LOVE SONG
My lips embrace yours And I dream of heaven And how I low balled the angels that sold me the charm I used to make you laugh and Make you fall in love with me To make you feel safe in my arms My lips embrace yours And wonder if I would love you like Barrett-Browning said When you stop being hot, if you gain weight, or more when i am dead My lips embrace yours And I wonder if I have revealed too much When I talk in my sleep Because if you ever found out About the wet dreams i had about your sister, you wouldn’t think of me as respectful and such My lips embrace yours And I am hoping, that you stay With me forever, like you promised after a long night of drinking When we made lots of drunken promises, and got matching tattoos, what the fuck was I thinking My lips embrace yours And I’m praying that you remain by my side Even l when I grow old and I defecate on myself, Or will I find out that you had lied When I can’t remember the what, the when or The Who And why my underwear are at my feet, and you are on your knees, doing what you do My lips embrace yours And I can’t stop from laughing Because none of this rings a bell Until you prove yourself to be a keeper, I can’t ever tell ..if I can love you with all my heart
I GET LOST
She is non-traditional but loves it when you give her red roses She hates that I display the pictures she gave me, of her in rock and roll poses She is a progressive girl But she is humble, and she shows it Her face turns red, and she looks so disappointed when she tries to deliver a joke, and she blows it She’s smart yet vulnerable Strong and sentimental She loves her music loud and distorted, but when she plays the piano she prefers the passionate instrumentals Her laugh is contagious, her smile will melt your heart And when she is disheartened, she becomes distant So close and miles apart She is honest but not without her secrets She is a kind soul, but not Without flaws She is calculating in her spontaneity but hates to grasp at straws. But what I love most about her Is the Incredible beauty that she possesses.. She isn’t afraid of the dark, her curiosity Is unbound And when I get lost in her eyes I never want to be found
TIME FOR MOURNING
(PART 4 – THE TRAGEDY OF CRAZY BEAR)
When he woke up, he was surprised to see that his mother was still asleep It was strange because she woke with the sun and the birds Singing and gossiping with each other She would have breakfast waiting for him nearby And she would be telling a group of gathered children A story about how the sun and moon once danced together in the same sky, or some other beautiful story about our culture But she was still in heavy sleep So he let her sleep… No more than a handful of days had passed since his mother fell ill, and her aging body could not fight as hard as it use to, she slept most days and Could barely muster the energy to move about as freely as she use to so, Crazy Bear performed his tribal duties quickly So that he could run to his ailing mother Crazy Bear loved those moments he spent combing her hair, making her laugh and simply holding her hands He would tell her of his day’s events: About hunting, gathering of the crops and reseeding, about a girl he became smitten over but then, when he would run out of things to say There was an unnerving silence that made him sick Because his attention always found its way back to his mother's condition He knew that she was dying And soon, she would not be present in his world any longer “Don’t be afraid, son I can feel your world is falling apart, but it is such a small part You have so much life left ahead of you,” she said "I never told you how much I am grateful to you For everything you have done for me," Crazy Bear muttered, as he spooned another sip of soup to her I have never told you that I love you with all my heart and that you are the most beautiful woman in the world I thank you for giving me Life and that you have always been my hero I do not think myself less a man because I was raised by a woman You have been strong enough to carry your responsibilities along with mine, I could not have ask for a more blessed childhood as my own At the end of every day, I have never lacked or wanted anything more than what you had provided me I only wish that you could see and hold- with those arms i ran to every day, my ownchildren, because I cannot teach them as much as you have taught me They will never meet the most special person in my life I wanted to tell you that I have kept my promise to you I have given my heart to someone I want to marry and have many children with I have seen how love can fill a man with vigor and tangible hopes She is magic and good medicine for me I trust her with my life, mom I have kept my promise to you “I know, my son. I know,” she said “She is a beautiful bride for you. I am so proud of you” He struggled to keep his composure, trying to swallow the ugly pain in his throat That did not allow him to breathe “I am going to miss you..” he mumbled And he put her hands on his head he cried on her lap, until the mourning doves sang Even though Crazy Bear knew of the cycle of life ..Nothing had prepared him for his mother's death The tribe watched with tearful admiration, as Crazy Bear carried his mother atop a cliff that overlooked the valley they called home He buried her there So that she could always see the sunset Like they did many, many Times together And he stayed with her, for 3 days before he finally came back down Nobody said a thing Because these were times of mourning