Tu Me Manques

Upon a hill and beneath a tree
Your sword in hand and hair blown free
You're smiling face and sea blue eyes
Are a waiting home but I'm paralyzed
The hill is too far; the tree is gone
The place beneath the sky there is wrong
I am trapped in memories dressed as dreams
Why do nightmares dress in yesterday's seams?
Where is the hill and the old oak tree?
Where does your sword rest alone waiting?
You're smiling face and sea blue eyes
Are nowhere near and I'm paralyzed
The hill is lost and the tree is gone
You're missing from me and I'm alone
Tu me manques but still appear in dreams
Why do nightmares dress in yesterday's seams?
You're missing from me with your eyes like sea
Tu me manques mon amour, do you miss me?
I'm paralyzed and waiting...
...but this is all a dream

Elizabeth Azpurua

Pterodactyl

She's pretty, yes it's true
Her golden hair and sunkissed skin are now your muse
She's got those blue eyes
Like Caribbean seas
She's pretty, with ruby lips
I bet with her smile she could launch 1000 ships
I don't have blue eyes
To taunt or tease
I have dark eyes
My skin pale amidst the trees

I can't launch ships across the water
I won't make your blood run hotter
I'm not the damsel that you wanted or a princess in a castle
I'm the dragon in the turret like some ancient pterodactyl

She's pretty, yes it's true
This golden haired princess has become your muse
Beneath her blue eyes
You find your soul
She's pretty, voice so melodic
Unlike mine which chokes off words that are chaotic
I don't have blue eyes
To beg you please
I'll stare with dark eyes
From the branches of my trees

I can't launch ships across the water
I won't make your blood run hotter
I'm not the damsel that you wanted or a princess in a castle
I'm the dragon in the turret like some ancient pterodactyl
And I'll scare you away

Elizabeth Azpurua 12/7/15

Insane Flame House on the Shore

"Insane House"

picking at the scabs, pulling out my hair
scraping on the walls, but nobody's there
digging in the floors, slamming doors
running up and down the floors
racing to my bed against thoughts in my head
scattered on the floor, nothing more
falling all a part in dark macabre art
suddenly insanity is real
plucking at my eyes, pulling at my hair
scratching on the walls for a mural there
pull a part the floors, slamming doors
running up and down all those floors
racing to my bed against monsters in my head
screaming at the door, nothing more
fall all a part in a dark macabre art
suddenly insanity is reality
is taking me
down
down all the floors
through all the doors
where is the solace anymore?
I hear the roar
Monsters in my head are crying for my death
picking at the scabs, pulled out all my hair
scratched up all the walls without any care
tore a part the floors, locked all the doors
ran too many times up and down the floors
raced straight to my bed against monsters in my head
scarred inside my soul, nothing more
fall all a part in a dark macabre art
suddenly insanity is all of me
all that's left of me
now

4/27/15


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"Stagnant or Calm?"

there are funny moments where i notice
you still me
my raucous spirit settles
the waves all cease
is this a type of death
or birth in me?
is it like stagnant water
or a calm sea?
you come around and stand there
you still me
and i wonder what it means

4/15/15


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"Flame on the Shore"

She said I've been feeling like a flame
on the shore
Destined to be washed away
but meant for something more

I said fires shouldn't be near the sea
Fires shouldn't be where they're not meant to be

1/30/15

Elizabeth Azpurua

Building Wall

"Building"

Rip out my hair
pluck out these eyes
pull off my lips
in one loud sigh
tear out my heart
and break me apart
silence the feeling
building

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"Building Wall"

A building wall
a building dam
a space stacked high by worn out hands
I cannot be
the one behind
but stand upon and stare out wide
Oh, who shall know if I shall jump?
I shall build but shall I want?
I wish the wall to tumble down
yet wish it hold it all up now
Oh, building wall
a building dam
a space stacked by my worn out hands
I cannot be
the one behind
I'll stand upon with arms out wide
and if the wall shall tumble down
I'll stay within the ruins now

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"Wall"

Beyond the stones are things I do not know
A future that itself won't be made shown
I hear the whispers behind the stones
They prophecy of all that might be known
Beyond the stones of the wall so high
A future lays that I may realize
I hear the whispers often turn to cries
Wanting me to start the climb
Reaching up and taking hold
The wall is blocking all foretold
Beyond the stones are things I do not know
A future that itself won't be made shown
I wish to see beyond the wall someday
To stifle the cries beyond the stones

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

Discarded

Battling loneliness like a ghost

With a scepter of cobwebs

Wishing for all I wanted most

But never to have it

I was discarded 

Swallow me up into silence 

Burn out my eyes

With those goodbyes 

Saturate my irrelevance 

Stifle my cries

With silent lies 

All of me lives within silence 

Discarded 

By: Elizabeth Azpurua 

10/13/14

From "Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"

Taken from the poem "Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"

You and I are of the same cloth

Your blue eyes meet my brown

the way the mountains reach

up towards the sky

I don't now words poetic enough for this

Read in the book "The Sky and Sea Are Lovers"

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MYIA8DA

By Elizabeth Azpurua

Frenzied Passion Dance

The lamp glows soft and casts light across
the bars of this golden headboard here
and soft beneath my knees this bed
spill me across these cotton sheets
this overwhelming lust for touch
and breath that heats my cheek
My palms are damp with seeking you
and nearly at the edge
your lips against my shoulders and
your teeth that graze my neck
those hands that grasp or hold me close
and eyes that do entrance
I can't seem to catch my breath here now
this frenzied passion dance
and feel that overwhelming strength
this journey in your hands
To turn around and touch your curls
all blonde that kiss your brows
and ache to feel your fingertips
undoing me there now
Your eyes enrapture pools of blue
and lips that steal my soul
my release I fly to heights for you
and together feeling whole
the time is short don't break the moment
and steal away until I find you again

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

2/28/10

Awed by the Sea

"Claimed by the Sea"

Perhaps if I grow fins and scales
And learn to sing songs of whales
I'd find below your shipwrecked soul
Saving you would be my greatest role
But without feet I'd be chained to the sea
Saving you would mean I'd not be free
To walk above with you on land
Or bask in the sun-drenched sand
Such a fate that would prove to be
No matter what claimed by the sea

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

4/6/14


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"Awed By You"

Lately I don't know what else to think
Just on the edge of reason, on the brink
Would that I could settle us down
Build us a place I may have found
I'd do anything to keep that smile upon your face
Your olive skin, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all that you seem
May I applaud all that you dream?
Perhaps we can be just what I need?
Lately I don't know why my thoughts are far reached
Looking for moments, my heart's been breached
You've opened the doors to feeling
Leaving me breathless and reeling
I'd do anything to keep that look upon your face
Your blue eyes, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all the you can mean
May I applaud all that I have seen?
Please agree to be just what I need

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

4/9/14

Blue Storm Death of Us

"Storm of Us"

My stomach is wrestling with my heart

Some battle of gut wrenching feeling

An ache that surfaces 

A sorrow that won't die

I know they say these things take time

I'm still trying to swim in a hurricane
Washing back to this bloody island

I don't want to be away from your ship

But you're destroying me

This storm of us will drown me

My heart sputters out fleeting moments of feeling
I can't stand this island or this storm

Damn your ship, I'm alone 

By: Elizabeth Azpurua 

3/11/14

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"Blue Eyed Death"

Maybe you're my demon
to hold me down
Blue eyes and a sword
to cut me down
I always thought Savior when I saw you
Now I wonder why it all comes back to you
Are you gonna drown me
in the sea
the color of your eyes?
I would gladly stop breathing
in the sea
the color of your eyes
Just to see you again
Just to see you again
Such a fool I am
You must be my demon
to bury me down
Blue eyes and a sword
to flay me open now
I always thought you would rescue me
Now I think you've been killing me
Are you gonna drown me
in the sea
the colors of your eyes?
I would gladly stop breathing
in the sea
the colors of your eyes
Blue eyed death
Just to see you again

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

3/17/14

I Must Need You

Just today I, I, I was stuck trying
To see passed my wants
and to see what I need
but you're the one thing I cannot let go of
green eyes, and white hands, and whether I know of
a way to let you go, I can't
I am throwing up my hands

I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like the dandelion needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe

Yesterday I, I, I was left deciding
To let go of my wants
and learn what I need
but you're the one thing I always heard of
green eyes, white hands, a man among men of
courage and strength and grace
I know I've been forced to face

I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like dandelions needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I can't be me, without wanting to be - 
what you need

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

Won't See Me Dead

sit blowing smoke
cough, and choke
I see you wasting away
my iron fist inside this glove
wishes to push and shove
you right off your sofa

I saw the future once
Call me a freak with a psychic touch
I don't give a damn much
but this -
this was different, I know
his blue eyes told me so
but you don't care, I know, I know

so wrap yourself in a coma
high in a world of your mind
I will battle while you on the sofa
sit wrapped in smoke half blind
I will put on my armor
to fight for my future
what I saw I believe
even if you can't conceive
of such things

sit blowing smoke,
sitting there broke
wasting your days
but my inner resolution
is seeking a solution
to let all this go

But my anger is kindled
while your time you have swindled

Call me a freak with a psychic touch
I don't give a damn much
but this -
this was different, I know
his blue eyes told me so
but you don't care, I know, I know

so wrap yourself in a coma
high in a world of your mind
I will battle while you on the sofa
sit wrapped in smoke half blind
I will put on my armor
to fight for my future
what I saw I believe
even if you can't conceive
of such things
in my dreams

I can't deny
nor try
so I'll cry
yet one day, perhaps I'll see
sense made to me
I will not waste my determination
he was not a figment of my imagination
the future is a destination

so stay in a coma
high in your mind
sprawled on your sofa
because you're blind
I in my armor
eyes set ahead
know that my future
won't see me dead
won't see me dead
won't see me dead

by: Elizabeth Azpurua

The Hell of Memory

Hail the hell on the waters
Hail the waves
and the towers
But her eyes like ice
Topaz puddles her price
Hail the illusions on hills
Hail the rains
and the chills
Well her eyes were like moss
Losing her was such a loss
Bright light and pain
and walls without a name
Can't see through rain
and I've nowhere left to claim
I miss the wild forests
I miss their tangled hair
I miss the one who watched us
Our guard was passing fair
Hail the hell in the stormy sky
Hail the thunder
and hasten the lie
Hail the crashing of the sea
Hail the waves
and wait it out with me
Because I miss eyes like sapphires
Because I miss walls of stone
Because illusions make raging fires
That burnt away what I had known
Hail the hell of memory
Hail the unknown

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

It's All About Blue Eyes Here

"Twinkling Blue"

You give that wicked grin
and eyes a twinkling blue
I know you're thinking things
involving me and you
I want to stay and listen
to your laughter here
Capturing your happiness
caught inside your cheer

10/8/13

By: Elizabeth Azpurua



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"Eyes of Blue"

sometimes I reach out to shadows when reaching in dreams
to catch you while lucid; moments unraveling their seams
they're fleeting and dodge me until I awake
to torments of daylight and moments of fake
I just want to see you
and your eyes of blue

9/30/13

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"Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"

I'm trying to think of a poem
to explain the way sometimes
I feel you're apart of me
but there aren't words fluid enough
to express the notion that
you and I are of the same cloth
your blue eyes meet my brown
the way the mountains reach
up towards the sky
I don't know words poetic enough for this

9/27/13

All By Elizabeth Azpurua

All Your Lies

I know you're hiding things from me,
but see, I know not why
I see a building secret has formed
there behind your eye
Your avoidance tells more than you know
and more than you can tell
Your silent sneaking around lately
does not sit with me so well
I wish I was worth honesty from you
when I've never worn a mask
Yet it seems I'm not worth the effort
or honest answers when I ask
You duck and dodge and hide
loathe to face my seeking eyes
Somehow hoping if you keep it up
I won't uncover all your lies

By Elizabeth Azpurua

You Can't Have Me Crawling

"Silent Crawling"

I feel like rocks have been tied to my toes
and my shoes are full of lead
and my eyes are full of holes
I feel like I been draggin' myself across the ground
for too long now
and I can't make a sound
Should I be like the rubble left behind?
Should I be like a tree planted firm,
never moving, always stern?
I am sifting my fingers through the dirt
for a rope to pull me out
but no, no, never now
I feel like weights have been tied to my eyes
closing them tight to see
and I am blinded from the light
That might have led me to my tunnel's end
but I have found
I've been draggin' me too long now
Should I be like the towers crashed behind me?
Should I be like the rain falling,
drenching, drowning everything?
I am clenching my fists in dirt unable to find
that rope to pull me out
and save my life
I can't get ahead, and I stay behind, and why?
Because these weights upon me won't let me try
and I have been draggin' myself for far too long
without a rope to help me, I am just not strong
So tell me....should I be like the rubble left behind?
Should I be like a tree planted firm,
never moving, always stern?
Should I be like the towers crashed behind me?
Should I be like the rain falling,
drenching, drowning everything?
But I'm here silent and crawling

9/18/13


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"You Can't Have Me"

you want my body, Sir
and nothing more
you do not want my soul for sure

you want to feel me, Sir
because of my allure
for your lust there is no cure

but you do not want me to speak
don't want my soul, or me to think
you do not want my sharp mind
you only want me for my behind

thank you kindly, Sir
I am worth more
you can keep your pants on for sure

you can't have me, Sir
forget about my allure
I will offer you no cure

I can't be silenced or shut up
don't dare call me Buttercup
or Mami, or Baby, or Woman, or Doll
do not text, email, or call
do not show up at my door
don't dare treat me like a whore
I am worth so much more
you can't have me, Sir

9/12/13

Storm Cloud

I’m a storm cloud not a storm drain

Not a drizzle but a heavy rain; you better start seeing things for how they really are

You can talk sharp, hurricane, splinter on the words pouring out in pain

But the lessons really are inside of the insane, like an alabaster mystery without a proper name

They are mask wearing, fast sharing, manipulative snakes, like devils in the desert they are feeding you their taste

In acrid ceremonies living on the inside of your skull, contemplate the betterment and live for something more

She has a forked tongue, single eye, one that wanders, one that lies, listen to the poison dripping from her voice

It’s a velvet kind of sound and leaves you with one choice

Take the heat, take the sand, take what you deserve, you know you can, and says you don’t deserve a forest, just a fake hallucinated oasis

Darling, I’m a storm cloud not a storm drain

I do not drizzle when I rain, and you must be certain I know what they really are

Single serpents in the ground feeding liars until they starve, insane, ponder on the pain

Leave your lessons at the door and make yourself a fake history without a proper name

They are mask wearing, fast sharing, manipulative snakes, like devils in the desert with only one thing to taste

Acrid ceremonies featuring the innocent, contemplate the betterment and hurry shut your door

Foolish one, closed your eyes, seal the whispers of your demise, they will slowly poison and leave you with no choice

In velvet tongues they have one voice

Coated in heat, and in sand, what you deserve you understand, and so you know you deserve a forest but are getting just a fake oasis

I am a storm cloud, not a storm drain; I am nearly like a hurricane

I don’t play around with words and lies

I do not lead you to demise

But they do

 

8/11/13

December 12, 2012

"Twelve Stones"

Twelves roses in a vase and they all died and fell in crumpled remains
and upon the road I found twelve stones and gave them names
I filled the empty vase and set it out to remember what life is about
but stones don't smell like roses
Twelve days and I waited in silence once and felt the weight in me
and cried out twelve nights for peace to finally settle inside, please
but the weight of the pain was like stones in my soul and my soul
wasn't meant for stones at all
Twelve months and I knew it was coming to an end and it hurt
when I realized twelve months passed I tossed the stones in dirt
I threw the vase out and let it shatter like my heavy soul for
I don't want stones anymore

12/12/12

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"December"

It's blown in again, this colder wind
that settles in my bones and then
I just need a friend
The snow blows by in a grey sky
and there are times that I cry
for Spring at night
December is closer than November was
Yet December is just full of Santa Claus
and what I want are tulips and daffodils
not winter skies or snow capped hills
It's settled down again, this cold air
and it blows around inside my hair
with a chilly flare
The lights and trees all glow these days
with packages of bows and plays
and Jesus' name being praised
December is closer than November was
But I am already tired of Santa Claus
when what I want are Spring rains and budding trees
not waiting through the Winter wearing fleece

12/12/12

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"World Can't End"

The light in your eyes I cannot see
Nor feel your arms wrapped 'round me
Nor find you wrapped beneath my tree
Nor sleep at night with you by me
For miles apart and days and years
And with the mounting of fears
After having shed many tears
Are all of these alarming fears
That I will not see you again or
Hold you close needing more
Nor see you smiling at my door
While knowing I need you more
Because they say the world will end
Yet I hope that they pretend
It cannot end without you my friend
Please tell me they pretend
I wish your smile I could see
And feel your arms wrapped 'round me
The world can't end until this can be
It cannot end without you with me

12/12/12

Redefined

Settled into town you did I see with my eyes

Squared with a peg and bricks built of lies

Not a lot of sense near the waking time

You're hiding

Confiding

Built a little cave you did I have realized

Fermented skin and brass not paralyzed

Broke out of fear in liquor and lime

You're hiding

Deciding

 

Sip brandy, chug wine

Walk the level on the line

Break the balance entwined

with a lady confined

Sip whiskey, chug wine

Waking up with no sign

of yourself now redefined

after letting go of your mind

That's fine

 

Made a space for you with lust on the rise

Spurred on by a thong and shapely thighs

Not a lot of sense near the waking time

You're hiding

Finding

Got a mystery under lock and key immortalized

Temples bursting into whispering centralized

Near your fears in your mind this time

You're hiding

Blinding

 

Sip brandy, chug wine

Walk the level on the line

Break the balance entwined

with a lady confined

Sip whiskey, chug wine

Waking up with no sign

of yourself now redefined

after letting go of your mind

That's fine

 

Squared with a peg and bricks building your lies

Make a tomb of mortar and wait while it dries

Won't make a cozy bed at the waking time

Keep hiding

Biding

Your time 'til it all makes sense and the lights turn on

Your time 'til you recompense what you have done wrong

Your time 'til the lies break down with an empty song

Your time 'til you realize this never made you strong

 

Sip poison, chug wine

There's never a level on the line

No more balance when entwined

with the devil inside

Your whiskey and wine

Won't feel so divine

when you wake up redefined

by the monsters in your mind

Was it fine?

Was it fine?

Was it fine, now, tell me so?

What is right in this light, do you even know?

 

Built a little cave you did I have realized

Fermented skin and brass not paralyzed

Broke out of fear in liquor and lime

You're hiding

Deciding

Finding

You're blinding

Yourself with your lies

 

Sip brandy, chug wine

Here's your devil on a line

He's laughing now entwined

with your lady confined

and you're waking with no sign

of yourself now redefined

with no traces of the mind

you would find

if you'd tried

if you'd tried

 

by: Elizabeth Azpurua

 



Nonsense

ink stained hands dragging through locks
ruddy autumn hues of burnt orange
across a brow, a cheek, and capturing
freckles as you sleep
your breath smells like cardamom and sugar
and the sound of your heart beating
makes a tapping on my lattice work heart
while I relish in your dreaming
I will fall asleep in hemp and lavender
whilst you sleep in silk by me
my walls are stained with saffron
and your eyes are the color of juniper leaves
with skin like vanilla cotton on me
and my room is filled with incense and nonsense
like the shadows of our dreams
but my hands are stained in ink
from the sketching I was doing
while I watched you fall asleep

By Elizabeth Azpurua

Red, White and Blue

"RED"

it seems it comes down to red
red lips, red around a head
and red, red wings in a tree
red hair, red clothes
a red dress, and red goes
'round and 'round all about red
red heart, red love, red all above
and there's red in lips and love
red, red wings in a tree
and a red rose reminding me
it's all about the red
red lips, red around a head
red hair, red clothes
and a red bed
I see it's all about the red
red, red, red, red, and more red

11/19/12

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"WHITE"

It's not that I dislike the golden skin
but you see what moves within
is the thought of white against my white sheets
It's the way the cream colors blend and I want
to just dive right in
because I'm in love with white skin
Like milk, like moonlight, like white cotton, too
and smooth like silk beneath my fingers
I like the white way of you
Your white skin, freckles and
the way you lack a tan
I adore the way your white skin looks on me

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"BLUE"

Wherever I go I carry the thought of you
I recount the knowledge of your eyes of blue
Yet time whithers away the shade I can't recall
Each year passing I feel the memory get small
I know your eyes were the richest hue
Of a startling glorious shade of blue
But if a painter handed colors to blend into you
I could never quite recreate that shade of blue
Like lapis lazuli seas and stormy waters
So alluring and so captivating, too
But I can't quite explain that shade of blue
Only that it was a color I learned because of you

11/19/12