Gratitude

As the snow falls and the lights dim the stars hide behind the gray of the cloudy night sky. The moon rests upon a bed of water while the sun warms all of the south. because every year it snows and every year we get older every year we cry and every year gets a…

Silver and Gold

The silver sky is tranquil as it prepares to open up its soul and bless the many grounds and lands with natures food. Slowly, drip by drip drops of honeysuckle like rain fall out of its mouth and into the waiting arms of the patient trees and sleeping willows. Each drop filling in the faint…

The Being

Little situations alter it all, the moods the feeling  the thoughts the being.  from sunrise to moonlight, dimming rays and lessening shades of two-tone emotional extortion on the off railed tracks of the one-way train with the two-way cart to the unknown route. destination? seeping blue sea filled with silence. filled to the brim till…

Savior

She was dropped in the middle of the ocean without knowing how to swim, regretting all of those years she depended on other forms of safety to maneuver the waves of life. As she slowly sank to the bottom she quickly learned, thus, becoming her own savior. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © 2018 All Rights…

Silhouette

   The silhouette of the winters tree against the midnight sky is nothing more than a representation of the string of my poetic words against the chilling soul of the human mind. Gabriela A Tejada         Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

It Was Never Yours

I did not realize I so freely gave them my power,  but when I did  I took every ounce of it back. Gabriela A Tejada  Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

Thoughts and Things

and then the night came in snow and things and then the stars came out bright as rings decorating the night sky with their thoughts and gleam illuminating my dark thoughts with my hopes and dreams every night the same things thoughts dark like matter every morning the same dreams mind out the gutter living…

Sometimes lost, but always found

Yea, I’ve lost myself before, many times actually and yea I’ve also found myself again. Where do you ask? I found myself in Nature.   Gabriela A Tejada **All Images were taken by me** Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

Poetry

  Everything that the Sunset touches is poetry. It’s not poetry in words, but rather poetry in color. -Gabriela A Tejada ❤   **Photos Credit  – Gabriela A Tejada** Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

Blurred Vision

Love is like the ocean And life is a little weird We never truly know a person Till we’re on the ground covered in their tears The sky is like a maze of ever-changing dreams The cold hard ground a shimmering mess Of dying human beings Our own earth of personal perception Defined by each,…

Metamorphosis

  New York City is a big reason as to who I am today. Growing up in NYC I never understood the fascination, to me it was just ” New York ” a very overpopulated city with huge buildings and a lot of money. I would look at the tourist in amusement over their fascination…