Poetry, pictures, musings and observations relating to places where I've been lucky enough to land.
Monday, 28 May 2012
Lucky
She sits on her suitcase for one last time in a little while. Tugging at the zip its clear that not everything will fit. She lingers on the balcony one last time, as the sun shines with mirror image to the day she arrived.
She savours the sunshine warming her cheek, remembering how it felt. Taking one last look and closing the door, she relives the moment of entering before. In wonderment of this luxurious place, which was hers to call home for a short term space. Connie and Irv help her pack everything into the car and they drive away from the waters side. She gazes into the foreign area with one storey houses with barbed wire at their sides and rusting cars jauntily parked on the grass verge.
The sunshine cuts out and the clouds grey in an instant as the rains begins to shower and then pour. Rain like she had never seen before in Sunny Isles, where she would swim through the showers as she swam on her back.
Aeroplanes sketched out in the sky's shadows
its time for her to go back home.
Roll Call
C. Madeleine's,
Red White and Blue,
Flamingo Plaza,
spend a dollar or two.
Meander the markets, taste an empanada. Go the closest you've come to Latin America. Drink a mojito the size of a vase, observe the glazed bodies with the backdrop of deco art.
Party hard, rest your head at the Santa Barb. Wake up feeling recharged to soak up the rays and take a bathe in the oceans bath.
Feel fabulous in your own music video cast.
Day Job
A means to earn, a means to survive
A means to exist with self sufficiency
To achieve, to cement a routine.
To pave the flags for the future.
A desire to do more, to utilise skills
to output creativity, to strive for completeness.
To yearn to grasp a your chosen path.
But to aim is to strive for something more
the key to life's journey,
amidst the day job distraction.
Golden Ticket
During my time in Miami I was able to meet some truly inspirational people who took a chance to succeed in achieving their own 'American Dream'. People who followed their instincts, trusted their hearts and placed their lives in the hands of fate.
Pavel and Svetlana moved to Miami almost a year ago after marrying in St Petersberg, they entered the green card lottery and won. They told me that they came to America to achieve their dream. To have a better quality of life, security and for their future.
Ronald came from Haiti to fulfil his ambitions of running his own Haitian restaurant and provide for his family. Serving 20 tables on his own every night to begin and then renting a taxi to work every day 4 pm until 4 am. He told me that even if he misses out on money he will always keep his word and that it is all about respect.
Eduardo came from Peru 30 years ago on behalf of his family. It was either he or his brother who would make the move to provide for loved ones back in Lima. He arrived in the U.S with two suitcases and 1000 dollars in his pocket. He had no papers or a place to stay. He told me that it was his ability to paint which secured his new life in Miami. He would paint everyday to earn enough money to survive and to send money back to his family. The first parcel which he sent home was a box with his treasured paint brush inside, his family gathered round excitedly and eagerly unwrapped it. They all began to cry as they knew that it was this very brush which enabled their dream to come true.
Dreams do come true, with enough desire and drive to see them through :)
Pavel and Svetlana moved to Miami almost a year ago after marrying in St Petersberg, they entered the green card lottery and won. They told me that they came to America to achieve their dream. To have a better quality of life, security and for their future.
Ronald came from Haiti to fulfil his ambitions of running his own Haitian restaurant and provide for his family. Serving 20 tables on his own every night to begin and then renting a taxi to work every day 4 pm until 4 am. He told me that even if he misses out on money he will always keep his word and that it is all about respect.
Eduardo came from Peru 30 years ago on behalf of his family. It was either he or his brother who would make the move to provide for loved ones back in Lima. He arrived in the U.S with two suitcases and 1000 dollars in his pocket. He had no papers or a place to stay. He told me that it was his ability to paint which secured his new life in Miami. He would paint everyday to earn enough money to survive and to send money back to his family. The first parcel which he sent home was a box with his treasured paint brush inside, his family gathered round excitedly and eagerly unwrapped it. They all began to cry as they knew that it was this very brush which enabled their dream to come true.
Dreams do come true, with enough desire and drive to see them through :)
Labels:
Haiti,
Miami,
Peru,
St Petersberg,
The American Dream
Smudged
He could have had her whole
he could have had her unflawed
wrapped up in his picture was all she wore.
Untouched by things which could contaminate
the clean and leaning heart.
It was apparent from the start that she might fall hard
and etch her wishes in something different when they tore apart.
Dipped
Wednesday, 23 May 2012
Footprints
The tired tide layers, the ripple rises, the current covers.
A blanket above and beneath, the incurable feat.
The birds they stagnate the pierced sky, dance in dalliance, soar in synchrony.
Cluster and curtsy in obedience to the ocean.
American Pies
When K Mac came to town... Hilarious fun filled times ensued :)
Family Portrait! |
La Catalina Hotel, Miami |
Free Wets with our St Helens amigos... 7 p.m haha |
At the Casa before Fontainbleau |
Que guapa! |
Haha, post 'Star Island' tour, Bayside |
Right before the captains thriller routine kicked off |
Soaking up the rays on the balcony |
La Catalina |
K Mc poolside, Sunny Isles |
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