The Weary Traveler

The weary traveler...

Home home...
Home Home are the only words...
The words the weary traveler thinks...
home home...
the yearning is so strong...
home home
to rest his tired eyes...

He has been traveling for many many weeks..
going from city to city...
from town to town...
from country to country...

Many beautiful places...
Some dreadful places too...
cities big and small...
now he thinks only...
only of...
home home...

The place where he has lived...
Where he is welcome...
Where he can take off his shoes...
kick his feet up in the couch...
and rest...

Home home...
in his own bed...
where it hasn’t been tended by strangers...
To the food of...
home home...

He has bags under his eyes...
his many years now show...
his lined face seems tired...
and yearning for home home...

Oh how much he would give...
to be...
home home...
to taste the sweet tea of...
home home...
to feel the feel of the couch at...
home home..

Alas...
Alas he comes to his house...
He sees it from afar at first...
as if starving and staring at a juicy plate of food...

He is unsettled and wanting to be
home home...
he walks in the front door...
home home...
drops his luggage on the floor..
home home..
take off his coat...
home home...
goes directly to his own bed...
home home...
on the pillow rests his head...
home home...
the weary traveler is finally...
HOME HOME...

-Marcos Cisneros

The Play

Scene 5 act 3... Enter man... Behold woman... Laying on the sidewalk... Tell me young girl... Why are you crying??? Tell me the stories in your tears... Confide in me as a teacher... What has made you cry so??? Was it a friend or foe??? What is it that you yearn for??? Is it love or scorn??? Is it a tender word or touch??? Would it come from a strangers hand??? Or only from a loved one??? Was it from loss or gain??? Please young child... Beautiful child... Part thy tears... Open thine lips and speak... Speak thine hearts emotion... Whisper thy souls song... Please I beg thee now... And let a smile once again grace thy lips... Scene 5 act 4 Thank you kind stranger... Thank you for such fair words... Trouble not your mind... Trouble not your heart... My story will go untold... But I pray you stay thy speech... Scene 5 act 5 I beg and beg thee... Consider me worthy to know... Don't look upon me with thine eyes... Thine watery emeralds... Speak not to me... But speak to my soul... Harden not your speech... Silence not your eyes... I beg thee one final plea... Tell me the secrets in your tears.... Scene 5 act 6... Forgive and pardon kind stranger... It is done... And what is done is done is done... Scene 6 act 1... Please oh please woman of old... Youth of youth... Tell me then your dreams... Scene 6 act 2... No other word was uttered by her... She only took up her saxophone and played the most hauntingly beautiful sad song... A song that shook men to my very core... That made me cry out in fear... That cried out in joy and loss... That made me believe in love and disbelief it's validity... Curtains down.... -Marcos Cisneros

Love According To A Young Girls Heart

Love can be blinding
it can make you see the world in a whole new way
make you walk with your head in the clouds
or have you falling hard

it can be the most amazing experience in the world
where you see beauty in every corner
or feel deep sorrow of a broken heart
that still manages to love the one who broke them with all the little pieces

But however confusing it is no one can ever fight the feeling
no matter how hard they try
its a part of the human experience
to feel affection towards another
although painful at times
true love is the only thing that shall never deceive you

and although when heartbroken and feeling alone
another seems to walk into our lives
and we realize y things happened this way
and that there is a reason for your pain

its just gods way of helping you grow stronger
and wiser
for us to realize when the one for us walks into our life
so no matter how much life gets you down
don't give up hope ,
its just another heartbreak closer to happily ever after .

- Alicia Cisneros :D