How you harness courage, bridled not by fear,
embodies what we ought to
when reservation’s near.
How you harness courage, amidst uncertainty,
leaves impotent life’s shackles
that otherwise’d not be.
How you harness courage, the like few dare to wield,
forges fervent wonder
in those inclined to yield.
How you harness courage, ne’er grappling to keep hold,
attracts a band of others
who long to be as bold.
How you harness courage, abreast of life’s design,
restores the faith of others
who once resolved resign.
How you harness courage, heroic talent taught—
or is it merely human—
something that we ought?
How you harness courage, never will it show—
humbles those who fumble,
fumbles those who know.
How you harness courage, albeit somewhat unknown,
bears the likeness of a life
where seeds have best been sown.
How you harness courage, not at all by strife,
evokes the highest standards
at which to live one’s life.
had no shame
just a moment
a shared space
t’is not religion
a great reveal
I was a Byzantine prince.
Son of several bloodlines.
Birthed by the celestial guardians.
Awakened by His kiss.
We are the conquerors
Born of darkness,
Born of light.
We are the misunderstood,
We are the first and last
I have spent a lifetime
Looming, bob and cock,
A tapestry of “we’ve been,”
Declaring each discrepancy
In our knowledge.
A shepherd to his flock.
Ethereal, and of flesh,
I was a Byzantine prince.
Son of several bloodlines,
And principally, Her best.
hunting halcyon highs,
hemal hostage hosts!
hap holocaustic hazings;
hinder heady hopes.
hardknock hails hereafter,
harassing heavy hearts.
Austin Januarys are moderate warmths but on the lower end of its spectrum with treacherous lows cold enough that cold this contest win.
Austin Februarys are teasers of warmth, but sometimes a rebel coup of Mr. cold and Ms. cool nights and days will tame those who are too bold with short pants, thin shirts, and thin skirts. And this is the month Mr. Freeze visits to tease, where sunny days often let you down.
Austin March starts a sincere warming trend very favorable in highs and lows make you feel sure spring will begin and stay to chase your blues away.
Austin April has signed a contract to bring only the most deliciously comfortable temperatures that life has seen.
Austin May gives a hint of steamy events yet to come where thereafter being. hot will be held in retention and be the number one affliction.
Austin June and July is when the heat hits the fan, something you’d better have on hand or cancel your plans!
Austin August places you in the heat of the heat and this month is only neat if your genetics love the hottest of the heat.
Austin September is the month that attempts to rescue you from the hottest heat – but you still will need to arrange a few cool treats to make it through this restrained heat.
Austin October signs the grandest songs of warm days and comfortable walks in the night – where going out for entertainment is the best of fun, where fun is at its highest heights.
Austin November has moderated the heat with a few nights of cool air mixed with warm to bestow a hint that summer is not forever, and that warmth is not always the weather’s intent.
Austin December will tame your willful shame to imagine that Austin summer is forever. A feeling kept in vain when Mr. cool then Mr. cold aims to rule the nights in December.
30. Shopping: Write about your shopping wishlist and how you like to spend money.
31. The Professor: Write about a teacher that has influenced you.
33. Jewelry: Write about a piece of jewelry. Who does it belong to?
Palm trees blow in the heat of the West Texas sun
Houses breathe steadily as the people inside wipe stars and dreams from their eyes
Hues of brilliant gold and lavender rise over the mountains
And in the distance, in our sister city, our hermanos y hermanas rise as we do
My mother wakes us with smells of menudo, tortillas, y pan dulce
The veins on her brown hands pulse like rivers passing over adobe
My father cooks beside her, his own hands much larger and clumsier
He makes her laugh as they kiss to the sound of the sizzling comal
My brother and I enter the kitchen with scrunched faces at our parents’ embrace
When they look away we smile at their love not knowing it would be otherwise
My father serves us menudo, solemnly sprinkling in the inescapability of change and heartache
My mother passes the tortillas with the promise that, at least for now, we will always be this happy
There was peace there. I remember. In those moments. In those mornings. There was peace.
By: Tony Nunez
27. Closed Doors: What’s behind the door? Why is it closed?
28. Shadow: Imagine you are someone’s shadow for a day.
29. Good Vibes: What makes you smile? What makes you happy?
You are the flavor of a survivor
Just trying to get by
To stay way ahead
That is – two steps ahead of the dead
And you’ve thought how to play the game
The player of all players
Infamous road to fame
And learned to side step the rules
Made by the bureaucratic fools
Where only the street rules rule
Where black markets are cool
Where the outlawed and those abused by laws-have specialized tools
Used to get by
But they know the slightest mistake made
Becomes a bed of thorns they have laid
For themselves-to take great risks
But I come to remind you-before too late
So trust me, it’s a characteristic of love
And not a kind of hate
Broke me with very little or no record against them
Or even only one record against them
Are like kings if their patience assist them
To bide their time
Waiting without doing crimes
For sudden opportunity (like a cricket) to stray hopping by
And having no record or a record that’s little
Easily persuade men who are bosses
To let it stay by and by
And eventually-have a way
Out of calamity
Having climbed up the right way
Even though after some long wait
But if they climbed up by crime
Sooner than later
From what must be a routine endeavor
Which was thought to be clever
Has turned responsible men against him
And to regain their trust –might be slim
With every eye quietly watching him
Silently judging him
Every real opportunity
Turns away its face
For to be seen-almost never again
And for some-that’s forever!
For they grew patient much too late!
Discovered much too late
How high the price to be paid
When the player is played-by the system