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  February 2006
volume 4 number 1
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  Michael Estabrook
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  Roger Humes
  Amber Jacob
  Marianne LaValle-Vincent
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  Gary Lehmann
  Dave Nordling
  Aire Celeste Norell
  Raindog
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  Amy Upham
  Tyler Joseph Wiseman
 
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Francisco Dominguez
February 2006
   

 

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    Francisco J. Dominguez emigrated from Mexico to the United States at the age of 13. Since then, he has written and published a book of poetry, Estranged by the Airfields of Vienna. Fran's creative work is mostly comprised of short prose and free verse. As an immigrant, his endeavors are based on an outside-looking-in perspective. Fran is the art editor for poeticdiversity, and has been writing poetry for more than 10 years. He lives in Long Beach, California.

Room 208

   

 

The Horse, the Mountain, the Sky

You look around you and then look at the sky
A feeling inside starts to speak out loud
Of other paths you could have chosen
And the way youíve been feeling lately
Like youíve been torn away from the clouds

The smell of rain runs through the air
But the storm brews from within you
Youíve been riding on a horse all your life
Telling people as you gallop faster than the wind
Iíve no time, I am searching for my horse

On better days than today you realize
Each and everyone of us gallops right there with you
From afar in the horizon up on the hills
We ride down like wild horses so majestically
But today isnít one of those days

No, today you look around
As we all ride towards the end of the road
And instead of galloping onto the air
And onto the sky
We fall down into the precipice instead

Today the side of mountain is smeared in red
Is covered with life that once had verve
And suddenly you find the side of mountain
A perfect description to your soul
On a day with a sky like todayís

copyright 2006 Francisco Dominguez