The Scarecrow (Poem)

There you are

Close not far

Waiting patiently

To come alive next to me

I had no clue

‘Til I looked at you

An inanimate object come alive

I was lucky to survive

The fear I felt

When I was dealt

Your loathsome stare

I could hardly bare

Knowing you were in the yard

And there was someone I had to guard

She is who I protected

When it was you I detected

When I went to check again

It was like you weren’t there, my friend

I lit my flashlight down the row

And saw a malevolent scarecrow

I don’t know what you truly were

But you shouldn’t be alive, we concur

No one believed me initially

But you were a reality

I’m glad you are gone

Because you’re the type to cause wrong

You aren’t welcomed here

So stay far away, not near


This poem is based on a story my mom told me when she was in her youth. It was night time when she said one of her brother’s friends was outside with my Nana hanging clothes on the clothing line. What had happened was he was playing around with the flashlight and when he lit up one of the poles, there was a scarecrow hanging at the end and looked up at him. They didn’t have a scarecrow in the yard; my mom told me she heard the friend scream and he was legitimately scared. So, I typed up this poem from his point of view based on what my mom told me.

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Baby Gizmo

This is Gizmo. She’s my “model” for my hats for cats portion of this blog. My family raised her since she was two days old. She was born on April 17th, 2013 behind a shed next to my Nana’s house. We don’t know if her mother abandoned her and her two siblings who didn’t make it or if she passed away 😿 which I hope not but my Nana told my mom she heard kittens crying so, naturally we rescued the kittens.

We had her in a pet taxi with the heater on because she was too young to keep her body heat stable on her own. We fed her KMR every two hours and would be sure to stimulate her so she can go potty. She was too small to drink from a bottle at the time which is why we used a dropper to feed her. I can still remember seeing her ears twitch when she’d feed.

Now she’s big and spoiled. Everyone loves her. 😸 She’s a bratty cat, too but she’s part of the family. I remember when I was in the early months of my pregnancy, she’d lay on my belly like she knew there was someone growing inside of me. Pets aren’t just pets; they’re family. 😸

“La Lechuza”

I’ve never encountered one, thankfully but my Nana said she had back in the day during her youth so this would be back in the 1950’s. I plan on drawing one and telling her story the best I can; she’s not physically with us anymore so I’ll go off of memory. Be on the lookout for my drawing of La Lechuza.


Terror In The Trees: Did Abuela Warn You About La Lechuza?

No Ogres, Please (poem)

Ugly ogre

Very vulgar

Very rude

Very crude

Kind of alarming

Not very charming

Must be insane

Feels no shame

For going incognito

To find about me though

So unnecessary

And also scary

That it will pursue

To find out about you

Pretend it’s a female

To get a detail

About who you are

Even if it’s far

It doesn’t understand

That you don’t want it to be your man

Because it is dense

You’ve got to be more intense

About denying

Even if it’s crying

Because no one wants an ogre

Who is too vulgar

To be at their side

Because it lied

Plus it’s hideous

And’ll make you furious

This is the end

Of my watchful friend.


This is just turning a bad experience into something good. About two years ago, a supposed friend who liked me created a fake profile and portrayed himself as a female to see if I liked him, which I didn’t. Before this happened, I saw a few red flags about what a creeper he was but I dismissed them and gave him the benefit of the doubt. He wasn’t attractive at all and really did resemble an ogre and was obscene.

All You (poem)

So many beautiful faces

In a room full of aces

But I only need one

For he’s the top gun

What a sight to see

As you’re dressed immaculately

Stellar is what you emit

And you’re the type to commit

You have me amazed

So much that I feel dazed

I can lose myself in your eyes

Because that’s where true beauty lies

Your walk is even captivating

And my heart is what you’re invading

You’re the definition of glorious

And being next to you has me feeling victorious

I’m happy to be at your side

Because with you, it’s a smooth ride

And since you occupy my heart space

There’s no need to run a race

Because I’ve already got the prize

When I look in your eyes

You’re everything and more

But mostly, you’re the one I adore.

You’re just what I needed

And together we’re completed.


I got inspired by seeing a bunch of handsome Marines walking around at my place of work and I just ended up turning it into a love poem. No, I’m not in love or feeling the euphoria when you’re in puppy love but everyone loves love, so why not make another poem about it. With so much negativity, let’s try to being in some positivity. I’m doing my part. 😊

How Unfortunate (poem)

When I first saw you, I didn’t think much

I just viewed you as “some guy” and such

Never did I think you’d have the touch.

A few weeks passed and I liked your personality

So I’d seek you out because I enjoyed your company

And then I knew you were the perfect best friend for me.

When I’d see you, I didn’t expect more than a hug

Even though I was bitten by the love bug

And it was a feeling I couldn’t just shrug.

When we first got together

Everything seemed perfect, even the weather

And I couldn’t fight my feelings, I was at the end of my tether.

As the months passed, what we had was rapidly fading

And the realization was soon invading.

Why did I let this happen when we weren’t even dating?

Then I had to bring you some news,

It was something you couldn’t easily excuse

But to be a part of it was something you chose to refuse.

Of course, your honesty made me sad

That you weren’t going to be there to be a dad

And all this trauma was driving me mad.

I wish things could’ve happened much differently

But then I wouldn’t have my daughter to love unconditionally

And that is the end of the “love” between you and me.