Poems by Priscilla

Poems by Priscilla

Alexandra Diaz

Vasquez found her inspiration for creative writing while living in Italy.

Priscilla Vasquez, Creative Writing
September 24, 2012

As I float in a sea of black

I think of all the impact
Your choice has made on me
And the rest of the family
And I think of how things would be
If you had chosen to stay here
With me
 

Windy skies and winter nights galore

Kate and I hope to make it from the store
After shopping all day we’re in need of a break
Maybe some waffles or potatoes and steak
We arrive just in time to have a feast
Late night pancakes can’t be beat
As we leave the car safe and sound
We find the the keys are nowhere to be found
We look and look til we tire
The keys were left in trunk with a pile of wires
Moving the backseat is our only hope
Until we realize a one small button could have helped us cope
With how silly to cousins can be
Sometimes you’re best friends are in your family.
 

Life is a journey

It’s not a sprint
It’s not a mere trip
With life comes learning
And with learning
comes a beautiful life
 

When I can’t sleep

I lie in bed and think of life
All I want to do is weep
I think about memories and past strife
 
I lie in bed and think of life
I try to count sheep
I think about memories and past strife
But nothing I do helps me sleep
 
I try to count sheep
I think about the day ahead
But nothing I do helps me sleep
But I just can’t shut off the thoughts in my head
 
I think about the day ahead
Finally after hours and hours I drift
But I can’t shut off the thoughts in my head
Thankful of the sand man’s gift
 

As tears stream down my porcelain skin

I think of all the places I’ve been
The words flow right onto the page
As my feelings are released from its cage
Whenever I feel like
I have nowhere to turn
I write and let my emotions churn
There’s a writer in you and me 
You just have to let them out, willingly
 

Poetweets

I live my life as I choose,
I’ve learned to live knowing
I’ve got nothing to lose.

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Stringing along tiny pieces
of communication,
but do they add up?

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Writer’s block.
The worst feeling
since the crash of stock.