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written by: Luiz Syphre



In a lucid dream
I stood over your grave

and I rained
and rained

the heavens noticed
then turned grey
and it stormed
and stormed

I felt a gentle touch on my back
I turned and you embraced me
and together
we flowed
and flowed

I rained
it stormed
and we flowed

then the Sun’s warmth
punched thru the grey
and dried the drench

you looked at me
with the most
caring eyes
and smiled

then up, you floated away
like a balloon filled with light
towards the orange side

up and up

passed the skies, the stars
up to his gates

I then woke
to a new day…

without you

Happy Father’s Day

Luiz Syphre

Luiz Syphre

I immigrated to the states from Mexico at age 12 and I quickly fell in love with poetry after my grandfather read some of his poems to me. However, at 18, I had a young family and that left very little time for this endevour as I started working to support us. I returned to adult school to finish my diploma. At that time I developed a severe depression that I still struggle with to this day, but I found it to be a great source of inspiration as well. Today I live in Los Angeles and I'm divorced. I have two children I see whenever possible and two adult kids. Both my Grandfather and his brother are award winning poets and journalists, with one, (Bartolome Delgado DeLeon) having a street, library and a prestigious national poet award in his honor.

Most of my pieces come from personal experience and true to me. Sometimes my material is raw, other times murdeous, and yet other times romantic, but always me, 100% authentic guaranteed.
Luiz Syphre

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