tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19151741271537594672024-03-13T10:09:17.508-07:00IntergalacticSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-2411150086581382022010-04-03T18:41:00.000-07:002010-04-03T18:43:55.989-07:00Been gone too longI been gone to long but I have great news Blog! ECU's first Slam Team is going to Boston next week to compete nationally at CUPSI at Emerson College. We are prepping and getting ready to not be fucking nice! So it is April, National Poetry Month. So in honor of that I am writing one poem a day!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-21279228511934597242010-02-03T14:11:00.000-08:002010-02-03T14:15:52.176-08:00WEIRD WILLY WEDNESDAY<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXvW9C0iD6EXCTJOnsArh91gWL_lnlGMxfCJE6VB7r_xoDOW4p0MGP0tY6bbw-vVCTObwpbmm9JSXqfY5gfFOlPP_SRjRJBB4atteScighaXAI-NrvAoyMopRPH1eOCFSC4RszQSfPIU/s1600-h/toe+shoes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXvW9C0iD6EXCTJOnsArh91gWL_lnlGMxfCJE6VB7r_xoDOW4p0MGP0tY6bbw-vVCTObwpbmm9JSXqfY5gfFOlPP_SRjRJBB4atteScighaXAI-NrvAoyMopRPH1eOCFSC4RszQSfPIU/s320/toe+shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434143518522932514" /></a><br /><br /><br />Ok JayFredo on twitter posted this in a TwitPic yesterday, and when I saw it "WEIRD" was the first thing that came to mind. Granted it was raining and one would say she was prepared and taking measures to keep her feet dry and comfortable for the weather, nonetheless it's still weird...lol. Makes me think of a frog ?!?!?<br /><br />This is Weird Willy's first post! Next Wednesday, I will show you more weird shit!<br /><br />-Over & OutSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-33616550058174098502010-02-03T13:35:00.000-08:002010-02-03T21:43:02.906-08:00SilenceThis is a tragic love story of falling hearts <br />I wish we would have met in the Spring,<br />In time for our love to bloom with the flowers <br />But your heart continues to remind of winter <br />We have wilted in false hope and<br />Passion seems to be the only thing that keeps us warm <br />And not good enough seems like a good place to settle <br />So I will let you lay your head on my heart forever<br />But Only if silence will promise to pay me back for what I've lostSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-85470286419613797352010-01-30T14:23:00.000-08:002010-01-30T15:41:30.583-08:00Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-83574280323428303802010-01-28T18:37:00.000-08:002010-01-28T18:53:33.455-08:00"League of Extraordinary Poets"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjifXvrhqWEQktSqckmxv2L9T-5LINmL1fE28Z9OuyFVInWzcuEFnOlMSVhH0-a_Rk4OjYfqPao7scPWvwiuTwWO-P0eD61nin6ZRilkYxAObCFTCIvKsn2c3cIbkTF4CO8YEkJbRp8vi8/s1600-h/word+of+mouth.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjifXvrhqWEQktSqckmxv2L9T-5LINmL1fE28Z9OuyFVInWzcuEFnOlMSVhH0-a_Rk4OjYfqPao7scPWvwiuTwWO-P0eD61nin6ZRilkYxAObCFTCIvKsn2c3cIbkTF4CO8YEkJbRp8vi8/s320/word+of+mouth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431989479783656978" /></a><br /><br /><br />So this week my PIC (Poet In Crime) and I have been preparing for our show case tomorrow! Word of Mouth, our poetry organization is hosting a "League of Extraordinary Poets showcase for the campus of East Carolina University. <br />This is our first show of the semester and for the year and we are going to set the stage on fire. <br /><br />So excited, I will be sure to post of video my performance as well as others =)Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-68298149540327683812010-01-06T17:54:00.001-08:002010-02-03T19:25:24.879-08:00CreamI feel a Sin coming on<br />I feel a change in season <br />weathering the heights of my limits <br />which have proved to be non-existent <br />Where is this darkness coming from? <br />My compassion and sympathy has died with youth<br />I am evil, I am the snake in the grass that you are too lazy to cut <br />You hate me, <br />I am the nightmare that keeps you from sleeping<br />renacting the night he sneaked into your room, <br />Don't act like you didn't like it <br />It's the reason you masturbate to confusing feelings at 8 years old<br />I was never perfect, but I still believe Love is Peaches and Cream<br /><br /> -revisting my darknessSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-14677065519862562552009-12-12T12:35:00.000-08:002009-12-12T12:40:28.995-08:00Unthinkable (I'm Ready)<object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XD7JCSxoI8&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XD7JCSxoI8&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />So yesterday I downloaded the new Alicia Keys album, THE ELEMENT OF FREEDOM! I have been heavily rotating this one song, "Unthinkable"ft Drake. I find this love song to be so moving and in the moment which I love. The beat, the tone, and her voice is all beautiful! I am not really a routine kind of person, and I can feel the passion in the song about just being real and taking risks when it comes to love, it's not typical. <br />I can just feel the love in the song and I can definitely relate to it. <br />It speaks Beauty and Love, Thanks Alicia for blessing my ears today!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-82246255464109215102009-12-07T21:10:00.001-08:002009-12-07T21:15:22.665-08:00BETTER WAKE THE FUCK UP CAUSE WE'RE NOT HERE TO SLEEP<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IwUJr7ZEtCt8DA9yKCVR7nGmieBZK6lL6kffd4aD14Z3LKEiGNd3hetKXRnIdeXKEXkLniC-XiHDwPuz9pIQTc3TeMK66G3PA3zc-rKgGEHytCvRGsIvmWBVRw72-FQghscWnvZHEcU/s1600-h/ring.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IwUJr7ZEtCt8DA9yKCVR7nGmieBZK6lL6kffd4aD14Z3LKEiGNd3hetKXRnIdeXKEXkLniC-XiHDwPuz9pIQTc3TeMK66G3PA3zc-rKgGEHytCvRGsIvmWBVRw72-FQghscWnvZHEcU/s320/ring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412729525522649650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL7kdteciNTgMoY2R8SCFSZKO-6308CVFn0lOtFpAHld05GrZ1AweG8RRWrdtYVy1gwSwGwvplE1bE_GPPcc9rWWmxGJaZnNEAWVQHuHjfwKD82q_FpLNdn9S4AA4VfHNfbk7MDuoN4sQ/s1600-h/W707-WHTzoom1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL7kdteciNTgMoY2R8SCFSZKO-6308CVFn0lOtFpAHld05GrZ1AweG8RRWrdtYVy1gwSwGwvplE1bE_GPPcc9rWWmxGJaZnNEAWVQHuHjfwKD82q_FpLNdn9S4AA4VfHNfbk7MDuoN4sQ/s320/W707-WHTzoom1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412729390352930626" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKCcngwtejf7E4dHQMvm-yK9qOogbTWiH9Y-uAKs4jc6PwP9AlKC0iPdsoD3vrvejoLdSOkhG64JYqD141N0h3HDFwuYUCK9ZC_HGWAMAeWHzmAFUi1ohGzMarulPqXQGWSdGItQ4jvk/s1600-h/rihanna+2009+nov+stripes(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKCcngwtejf7E4dHQMvm-yK9qOogbTWiH9Y-uAKs4jc6PwP9AlKC0iPdsoD3vrvejoLdSOkhG64JYqD141N0h3HDFwuYUCK9ZC_HGWAMAeWHzmAFUi1ohGzMarulPqXQGWSdGItQ4jvk/s320/rihanna+2009+nov+stripes(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412729295452051138" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />I MUST HAVE ALL THREE!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-28166986577255832012009-12-03T13:18:00.000-08:002009-12-03T15:03:06.922-08:00PictureThe anxiety is bruising my chest with the hughes<br />of painting short breath<br />Because I find it strikingly disturbing that we are taking choice for granted<br />The minute we stop questioning authority is when we lose our humanity <br />Don't be afraid to step outside that cardboard box they sold your soul in called assimilation <br />Remember that you have a voice to yell <br />not fortune cookies for eyes, there isn't a set destiny here <br />Do something if you wanna see change <br />The picture isn't always black and white, So try to see those greys make us special<br />The fact that we don't know sometimes prove that we have thought <br />A hung jury proves deliberation <br />A trap can only produce strategy<br />And this piece is fruit for thought<br />Sorry if this seems like a pointless rant <br />But I'm letting my thoughts walk on broken glass not eggshellsSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-91862112815743842532009-11-30T20:46:00.000-08:002009-12-01T08:16:31.861-08:00KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, IGNORANCE WILL NOT MAKE IT GO AWAY!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAaDgizjx6BM2FUsszgOcDNpTQ9m4ByQf_qMY_VwIRAQS7zKzP-rpulON8nlS1OCuD-An55uKFYtT7w7MGI4W_ZsmeId0F1DFS1a2MbPszWuQ3MbTWcVV3_V9N28cClnohCSOcVm4R_c/s1600/n-aids.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAaDgizjx6BM2FUsszgOcDNpTQ9m4ByQf_qMY_VwIRAQS7zKzP-rpulON8nlS1OCuD-An55uKFYtT7w7MGI4W_ZsmeId0F1DFS1a2MbPszWuQ3MbTWcVV3_V9N28cClnohCSOcVm4R_c/s320/n-aids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124874426245410" /></a><br /><br />TODAY AT MY COLLEGE, THE AWARENESS FOR WORLD AIDS BEGAN WITH A PROGRAM IN HENDRIX THEATER HOSTED BY A PANEL OF INFECTED HIV AND AIDS MEN AND WOMEN OF DIFFERENT AGES. I FOUND THEIR STORIES TO NOT ONLY BE REAL BUT VERY POWERFUL. ALTHOUGH MOST STUDENTS WERE THERE TO GET CREDIT FOR THEIR HEALTH CLASS I WAS THERE TO REALLY LEARN AND TAKE IN WHAT THEY HAD TO SAY , AND I HOPE OTHERS WALKED OUT WITH AT LEAST HALF OF THE EXPERIENCE. <br /><br />THE YOUNG MEN STOOD OUT TO ME PARTICULARLY NOT JUST BECAUSE OF THEIR YOUNG AGE BUT THEY WERE STRIKINGLY HANDSOME AND ONE WOULD NEVER KNOW. I COMMEND THEM ON THEIR BRAVERY TO STAND IN FRONT OF HUNDREDS OF STUDENTS AND SAY THEY WERE HIV AND AIDS INFECTED. I DON'T THINK I WOULD HAVE HAD THE SAME COURAGE.<br /><br />SO IF YOU ARE A FOLLOWER OF MY BLOG PLEASE WALK AWAY WITH THIS MESSAGE, GET TESTED AND EDUCATE YOURSELF, KNOWLEDGE IS POWER AND IGNORANCE WILL NOT MAKE IT GO AWAY, BE SMART AND HELP SPREAD AWARENESS TO YOUR FAMILY AND PEERS ABOUT WORLD AIDS DAY!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-59749783522966321492009-11-30T20:45:00.001-08:002009-11-30T20:45:56.518-08:00My Daughter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwGWhGQwP7vs30Y5fYKaT2_KS2A8XFlvE2sNILDMpaESU3dwayv_b33CwDa_PTT1zOX-RYe6T02CjyZ2NgW5Y7HXGBMGxhaTg1U8MLagIE6syyJXzUogjaMY8oj1gyvLZuW8U38sWQ8-U/s1600/InternetExplorerWallpaper.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwGWhGQwP7vs30Y5fYKaT2_KS2A8XFlvE2sNILDMpaESU3dwayv_b33CwDa_PTT1zOX-RYe6T02CjyZ2NgW5Y7HXGBMGxhaTg1U8MLagIE6syyJXzUogjaMY8oj1gyvLZuW8U38sWQ8-U/s320/InternetExplorerWallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124417545594690" /></a>Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-8662961573991692192009-11-22T19:31:00.000-08:002009-11-22T19:40:24.892-08:00Is it Better to Be Mixed Race?<object width="400" height="374"><param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh4UjV9ygMNz3dkVW4"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh4UjV9ygMNz3dkVW4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="400" height="374"></embed></object><br /><br />This video is very interesting, It looks at and explores racial differences, implying that there may also be an advantage in being mixed race. I find this to be very controversial, In Hitler's was suggested, blonde hair and blue eyes were superior, and this video suggests that mixed race people may be genetically better off. <br /><br />Through the interviews there is a constant battle whether or not this is research that should be done, very controversial. There are so many different people in the world, but as the video said, we are still a young species, so the difference is still very small, although evident. <br /><br />Another thing they mentioned was the different diseases among communities, I personally believe that statistics like these further separate us and make it impossible to look past difference between. <br />Take a look and comment what you think of this???Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-10122239172659930102009-11-19T18:03:00.003-08:002009-11-19T18:06:45.933-08:00"Rated R"<object width="400" height="374"><param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhf25yq6JvxcKkeiMw"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhf25yq6JvxcKkeiMw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="400" height="374"></embed></object><br /><br />Rihanna,WOW, I truly find this woman to be amazing. From her style to her undeniable talent she took the stage in London and killed it! I love her wardrobe and whole set of the performance. Her new dark side has come out and I think she is so strong and shining through now more than ever through her music. She come come across so many success and it's crazy to think we are about the same age, You go Ri-Ri!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-71852824052896159662009-11-18T16:53:00.000-08:002009-11-18T16:57:30.468-08:00"WOW TIME "-Subway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6X-p5rLMEcuXOfZkD1R_4mBX-Vy-sBOQsyLBloC9KCKzprDoj3uetn9WnG64aET0h6U6uqax40pshlDxi2GhEthlgKVa4DuVajUni0p02hqubH3QJFZ4zti79gKbyQg9CdUqo9EGy9NU/s1600/mics.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6X-p5rLMEcuXOfZkD1R_4mBX-Vy-sBOQsyLBloC9KCKzprDoj3uetn9WnG64aET0h6U6uqax40pshlDxi2GhEthlgKVa4DuVajUni0p02hqubH3QJFZ4zti79gKbyQg9CdUqo9EGy9NU/s320/mics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405612534880302946" /></a><br />Our roots are like fossils buried into the core of this <br />World, I have been carbon dating my culture back to the <br />Blueprints of poets who have always existed <br />Because they did more than just exist <br />Yet we have never done more than just be<br />But I find my grandmother’s blood on the spray <br />Painted walls that you call vandalism <br />Tagged subway trains and brushed slang on the tongues <br />Of the city, who feared to speak in public <br />Because their silence has bought them sacred pride<br />Our flags gave us identity, so we sew them on to our <br />chest like the scarlet letter for our countries in America<br />Our appetite started boiling this recipe for the melting <br />Pot too long and now the kitchen is getting crowded,<br />Ethnic Evolution has made us beautiful <br />But their ugly fears have <br /> <br />Gave us struggle, we are stereotyped like book shelves, <br />Our history can sometimes be found in fiction <br />But our truth is riding on the backs of <br />Bilingual tongues and we are mixing up their kids<br />The reason separation of races will cease by 2050<br />Until then we will keep finger painting that sky <br />Leaving our prints for the world to look up <br />And earth will look at like a proud mother <br />For making her planet beautiful, remember your roots!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-30077067271936312592009-11-14T10:35:00.000-08:002009-11-14T10:38:08.464-08:00Invented Sex?<object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciMoWyW1hDw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciMoWyW1hDw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />So, This video is hot in the streets right now, definitely a boner. I always though Trey was sexy, now I see that he is just a damn freak, which works for me lol, but I also adore the girl in the video too because she seems obtainable, he didn't get some small waisted, big ass redbone that is unrealistic, which says something about him as well, maybe the average girl works for him.Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-63939479563295255882009-11-14T10:25:00.000-08:002009-11-14T10:29:37.497-08:00Bad Romance<object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACm9yECwSso&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACm9yECwSso&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Lady Gaga, I believe is a rising icon. I love her style, weirdness, and I don't give a fuck vibe. She is so unique is something that I think the industry is not used to, people fear what they don't comprehend, So I think the critics and haters just motivate to keep doing her thing. You go Gaga!!!!!!!!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-68879951879908421422009-11-10T19:19:00.000-08:002009-11-10T19:26:20.094-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAlYR9ZxSjTJSqc3t5jZms4IrlcPTOTcfLQhpAs7i1_qhDgW8LBZbgKvwzmOxUujaLGVQdgmbKEmYLfSi_mcshYEy-WB4T0-Oj-EX0drK6INUhKE7ubfzN_g5mzhtU6D5aMKotyTPZGTE/s1600-h/Siliza%252056%5B1%5D.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAlYR9ZxSjTJSqc3t5jZms4IrlcPTOTcfLQhpAs7i1_qhDgW8LBZbgKvwzmOxUujaLGVQdgmbKEmYLfSi_mcshYEy-WB4T0-Oj-EX0drK6INUhKE7ubfzN_g5mzhtU6D5aMKotyTPZGTE/s320/Siliza%252056%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402682174279347986" /></a><br />Despite the heaven you came from,I will continue to believe that you were made in the face of the stars, because the planets in my nerves have never aligned until I saw your smile, and my hip hop song never had the perfect beat, that''s where you're heart comes in, He told me it was a spaceship, that's why sometimes I seem to be living in the clouds, jumping those cotton balls like hop skotch, Our love is Intergalactic.Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-44779085130459319282009-11-09T18:56:00.000-08:002009-11-09T19:02:42.154-08:00Surround myself with Artists<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKb13askxTYFZ8DueeYoT9HubCB8GQYP5BsqqgIXFQpzc6MUYnEBc2opWtsCfyH5l7GFNUmbBauXGtkdPJeolDG7vCowxDWaN6vH0zsYYOLpZTOCZgd9I7FbpjCda3_Efdcsuv-72Kk8/s1600-h/jm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKb13askxTYFZ8DueeYoT9HubCB8GQYP5BsqqgIXFQpzc6MUYnEBc2opWtsCfyH5l7GFNUmbBauXGtkdPJeolDG7vCowxDWaN6vH0zsYYOLpZTOCZgd9I7FbpjCda3_Efdcsuv-72Kk8/s320/jm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402305034256092210" /></a><br />Yesterday afternoon I sat down with a fellow poet from our organization and had the best conversation I have ever had with someone, for like 4 hours, Tipsy Teapot had to kick us out. <br /><br />What I learned is that I can always rely on a fellow artist to understand this weird ass mind of mine. I always thought that my imagination, mind and thoughts were pretty absurd, but it's just that I haven't been able to link up with people here who understand my weirdness or where my personality and mind set comes from. I just want to thank her for vibing with me, Gave me inspiration that there are people around me that I can come to when I want to get away from the normal ones. <br /><br />I just want my imagination to explode sometimes and paint the school with it like graffiti art sometimes, and I feel so inhibited in fear of judgement, I just hope to grow out of that and be fearless and take minds by storm with my words.Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-83202189283604608422009-10-28T12:55:00.000-07:002009-10-28T13:00:18.285-07:00My hip hop song never had the perfect beat <br />That is where your heart comes in <br />He told me it was a spaceship,<br />That's why sometimes I seem to be living in the clouds<br />Jumping those white cotton balls like hop-skotch<br />The planets in my nerves have never aligned until I saw your smile<br />This solar system of a man shuttled my soul into a meteor shower <br />And I had my airbags ready cause this was nothing new <br />I wonder what he would do <br />If I got down to my knees <br />Told him that those rumbling bees <br />In my belly now buzzes for the honey of another <br />Because my song now sings to the meter of another mans poem.Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-26605341120093842452009-09-29T20:31:00.001-07:002009-09-29T20:31:31.965-07:00New Piece...Keep RevisingBaseball was more than sport <br />It spelled freedom in capital letters <br />And his travel to the U.S. was visible from left field in Boca Chica, DR <br />Literally not having a pot to piss in <br />Papi could play and he had a dream <br />Taking his Caribbean tan and patched gloved hands, he played baseball <br />Never forgetting where he came from <br />Papi cultivated his agricultural roots as dark as sugars canes <br />Still leaving a sweet tooth for those growing pains <br />Stinging like the fresh burn from a 3rd degree heartbreak<br />Family was never more than a sport <br />It spelled abandonment in capital letters <br />And his daughter’s smile was visible from left field of his living room <br />Literally not having a heart to love <br />His calling to be a man was an ignored alarm clock, He loved that snooze button <br />Had a barbaric view of what it is to be man, because it doesn’t stop at bringing home the bacon <br />And could never say he was proud, his primitive upbringing wouldn’t understand <br />So I eventually just stopped telling him that I loved him everyday <br />That my grades were good and I had a track meet Saturday<br />He was slowly dying<br />Passion was the first to go<br />Losing that campfire inside that burned like the acid of a bulimic’s stomach, purged <br />He was pathetic, <br />Then he lost his sight, no goals ahead the savage in him made him blind <br />My body became brail, <br />He was my excuse for teenage heartbreak because the guy I liked took the face of his <br />He turned my heart into a glacier and I just wanted to melt his<br />But I will not allow you to be the reason I don’t believe in love, family, or life<br />Because despite what my father was the only thing I see of him in me <br />Is my amazing ability to get a good tan this summer and oh yea thanks for the curly hair too!Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-51198903472360329152009-09-29T19:52:00.000-07:002009-09-29T20:01:35.684-07:00My heart is stillMy bones are shivering<br />My veins are quaking <br />My heart is still <br />The meteor shower of brain sent fireworks down my spine <br />The whole time while this is happening My heart is still <br />My stomach has summer salted into winter <br />begging for the leaves to fall again<br />And the world is begging for reason to keep turning<br />So tattooed to pain, my eyes are begging to reason to cry <br />and while this going on my heart is stillSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-59246226044655403302009-09-18T10:38:00.000-07:002009-09-18T10:44:12.868-07:00It's Been a While....School is stressful but keeps me very busy which is good! I am so focused and motivated to succeed this year in my education, dreams, and poetry. <br /><br />I am also still loving my boyfriend Darren everyday more and more. This past week we got into our first real bad argument, almost a deal breaker. But the way that we handled and talked about it proves to me more and more why he is the one. <br />I loved him more after 48hours of hating him. We are so strong and am so proud of what we are both doing. <br /><br />So I was recently inspired by a peer to go after my goal at the age of 25, now at 19. One if my dreams is to open up an education center for emancipated foster children as well as a shelter for them. Just because I can relate to their situation and know the importance of someone being there. I want them to have the same opportunity I did to go to college. <br /><br />This weekend I am heading out to Fayetteville with Coco to get away and attend a social in Pembroke! I am excited and ready to stop thinking about Chemistry for once =)Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-91963989534343704522009-08-18T15:05:00.000-07:002009-08-18T18:58:25.521-07:00JUST NOTEPADDING:<br /><br /><br />Her phone doesn't ring as often as it used to <br />and the night never seemed so dark when she went to sleep <br />Her heart became a spaceship, out of this world <br />Only humans who can live intergalacticly can come in contact <br />She was just that special <br />A blind man could see more than met the eye <br />but Marley didn't know better <br />She forgot she had gold between her legs. <br /><br />:all she ever wanted to do was write poetry<br />yet she spread her legs like wings <br />hoping that the heavens were in sight <br />she forgot that gold lies there<br />Using the pen as a can because she was crippled from the mind downSiliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-979710849660262762009-08-16T20:59:00.000-07:002009-08-16T21:03:40.005-07:00CultureTribe.I want to bring my reader's attention to this website.<br />Go here if you want to be cultured and educated with knowledge and what is real. They have also given me a feature for my work as well as a recurring feature on their site weekly. Doing big things, so go ahead and be a part of the movement!<br /><br />Go there: http://culturetribe.wordpress.com/Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915174127153759467.post-48454163674288975632009-08-13T14:48:00.000-07:002009-08-13T18:16:44.155-07:00Hearts that beat together stay together...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48fMLJIk7TkGCrvKBeDey2CXcGJZXZRRl57TbTaavqujGQEf8Nnq9iyqjZFieTbx1AOWpNRBdCD8XKwKpB3sp4CgjtqM1zDpCSq1yYvK1y-Xw4xK_-_fdA-oWvkcmYOCYJ0XCBewYdM8/s1600-h/Siliza+36.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48fMLJIk7TkGCrvKBeDey2CXcGJZXZRRl57TbTaavqujGQEf8Nnq9iyqjZFieTbx1AOWpNRBdCD8XKwKpB3sp4CgjtqM1zDpCSq1yYvK1y-Xw4xK_-_fdA-oWvkcmYOCYJ0XCBewYdM8/s320/Siliza+36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369569180259692914" /></a><br /><br />This amazing man above is the special guy in my life. The picture above is my favorite of us, taken in 2007 in my drive way around November! He is my heart, my love, my sanity, my everything! He isn't a poet but appreciates my creativity, we wrote this short piece together, and It reminds me every day why he is the one for me, I love you Babe!<br /><br /><br /><br />"I need you more...than a heart beat<br />Our love is like...shooting stars, but never dies<br />When we're apart....I'm only half the person I should be<br />the chemistry i feel between us....is magic, people think it doesn't exist<br />Sometimes I wonder if...why I don't wonder, your smile says it all<br />When we hold eachother...the heavens sing, and my heart erupts <br />Simply put....I love you <br />AWWWW\"Siliza M Valdezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05103872569957819028noreply@blogger.com1