Inside the Mind of Isadora


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A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

A tree grows in concrete

As such, a sight to see

I hadn’t given much thought

To how lonely it might be

One tree, weatherworn, twiggy bark

Hardly standing, day in and day out

Alone, trying to be burly strong

In need of care, no one did

City life, concrete at its’ feet

Rain, sleet and snow

No breaks, nothing but woe

Yet, there it stands for all to see

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

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Wednesday Writing Prompt –

Speak to or of your city of ultimate bliss:

the city you grew up in or the city you grew to love.

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Nurture Yourself – Desire to Reach Hearts

Converge Hearts

In my lovers heart 

I lay

Every beat

A soothing hug

Forever

I will stay 

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

Namaste

I honor the place in you

in which the entire universe dwells.

I honor the place in you

which is of Love, and of Truth,

of Light and of Peace.

When you are in that place in you

and I am in that place in me.

We are One. 

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A Gift of Love

The way to love anything deeply is to realize that it may be lost to you one day.

2018©Isadora De La Vega 

A Gift of Love

Without you,

Life is just existing.

With you,

Life is worth living.

You put a name on the

Songs, birds sing.

And, you bring the smell of flowers,

To a breezy spring.

You are my sun,

You are my moon,

You are in my heart,

Forever and a day.

2018©Al De La Vega

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Heart - piano notes

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Jamie Dedes @ The Poet by Day is asking, “What is on your mind and heart as you start the new year?”

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Spring Dawn

Every season spills its wonder upon the earth … ©flaviaSpring Dawn

Every flower
of every tomorrow
is a seed well planted
On a Winter’s day

Then, earth awakens
The wonder of another season
bringing colorful flowers
For Spring’s debut

2017©Isadora DeLaVega


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When You Are Old

When You Are Old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
©WilliamButlerYeats

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Poem ‘When You are Old’ by William Butler Yeats

This poem was written for Maud Goone for which he had a vey complicated relationship of unrequited love. In deep depression from the death of her two year old he wrote the poem.

She was an Irish revolutionary who ended up marrying another man despite many proposals from Yeats. He himself would go on to marry another, but many see ‘When You Are Old’ as a poem highlighting the failed relationship with Goone.

The poem is seen as one that is filled with love, but the last stanza is dark; the speaker is reminding his former mistress that their love did not last, and this is something she should regret for the rest of her life.

William Butler Yeats, widely considered one of the greatest poets of the English language, received the 1923 Nobel Prize for Literature.

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Daily Prompt – Gray

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Awakening Garden

Flowers - It's Spring 560   2017 ©art and photography by Isadora De La Vega

Listen to the buzzing bees
Hear the birds sing
The garden is awakening
Because It’s Spring
It’s Spring.

I ask not for a larger garden
Nor for special seeds
But, for soil to grow
Vivid flowers in Spring
In Spring.

2017 ©Isadora DeLa Vega

 La Primavera – (di Antonio Vivaldi)