One
of Those Days
By:
Andrea Del Mar Santiago
It
is morning
I
can feel the sun shining on my face
I
wake up
“Do
I have class today?
I do!
I forgot I did!”
I
was late, I over slept
My
hair’s a mess
My
socks won’t match
My
car won’t start
I missed
the bus
I
took my bike
I
got a flat
I
had to walk.
I
finally made it to class
And guess
what?
Class
was cancelled. Oh My God!
One
of those days? No sir, not today.
Tuesday
one pm workshop was so fast
I
had a cramp
That
went down and then went up
I
couldn’t make it
I
was stock
They
kicked me out
What
a shock.
Someone
goes by
Asks:
“One of those days?”
“I
think it might”
That’s
what a said.
But
everything was about to change
Because
I had saw him
I
saw him sitting down
By a
lonely table
I saw
him smiling around
Like
he is only capable
He approaches
me with something in mind
“You
look tired, I think is siesta time”
Sixty
nine degrees outside
We
took a blanket and laid down on the grass
We
looked at the sky
All blue
and white
The wind
approaches gently
As
our bodies come closer
I recognized
a was sleepy
Within
the warmest cuddle
A kiss
on my forehead
A gently touch
A blue-eye
look
That
made me blush
Were
the afternoon key in falling in love.
I
fell asleep
An
hour went by.
I
wake up
I
see him.
I
see him beside me
I
see him caring for me
I
see him smiling
One
of those days...?
I
had a bad day
Yet may
my days often turn out this way
“May
my siestas often turn out that way!” (Ovid, A Hot Afternoon: Siesta Time, 83)
Reflection
This class helped me realize that there is more out there in this world within the words. From all the sections we talked about in class, I believe that the section of love was my favorite. Experimenting and analyzing what others had wrote about love and feelings, made me realize that not everyone thinks the same way. Some might hate falling in love and it is mainly because they have been hurt in the pass. But think about it, how can we live without love? We love ourselves, we love nature, and we love technology since it makes things easier for us. So, why should people hate such a wonderful feeling?
I wrote a poem from a woman’s perspective of love and romance. Compared to Ovid’s poem, which comes from a male perspective, I decided to keep mine on a different view. Often men project sexual relationship with love. Women tempt to be quite different. My poem tells a story where something so simple as love, can make big changes.
This class helped me realize that there is more out there in this world within the words. From all the sections we talked about in class, I believe that the section of love was my favorite. Experimenting and analyzing what others had wrote about love and feelings, made me realize that not everyone thinks the same way. Some might hate falling in love and it is mainly because they have been hurt in the pass. But think about it, how can we live without love? We love ourselves, we love nature, and we love technology since it makes things easier for us. So, why should people hate such a wonderful feeling?
I wrote a poem from a woman’s perspective of love and romance. Compared to Ovid’s poem, which comes from a male perspective, I decided to keep mine on a different view. Often men project sexual relationship with love. Women tempt to be quite different. My poem tells a story where something so simple as love, can make big changes.
