<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:56:44.328-08:00</updated><category term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Alfred Solis</title><subtitle type='html'>I try to live my life like my blood type...B+Positive</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-734780589941987952</id><published>2010-02-11T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:29:38.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star At The Gate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Big Brother Brotha lightin' up the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With a Pearly Gate smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soul Train lines form to greet him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ancestry longer than the Nile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Convention of Angels fill the sky above the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To pose with the Father's Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flashing Stars take pictures to capture memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That could never be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His Loving Heart has never stopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We just can't hear it pumpin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuz if you're quiet, hear Heaven's Afterparty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where Konji's Heart is BUMPIN'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- aL 02/07/2010 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;RIP Konji Harrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-734780589941987952?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/734780589941987952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=734780589941987952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/734780589941987952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/734780589941987952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2010/02/star-at-gate.html' title='Star At The Gate'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-4006215422899424810</id><published>2008-01-06T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:07:50.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't like to see or hear others cry especially on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear the laughter die for I fear the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying I'm okay, but I know something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hungry, I'm not sleepy, my sadness keeps me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel right in the head, but wronged in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to purge the pain with loving tears, but I Don't Know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 01/06/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-4006215422899424810?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/4006215422899424810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=4006215422899424810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/4006215422899424810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/4006215422899424810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-1430248806132400892</id><published>2007-02-17T00:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:45:45.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Every September 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Every horror horrified&lt;br /&gt;Every minute miniaturized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every terror terrorized&lt;br /&gt;Every reality realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person personalized&lt;br /&gt;Every family familiarized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every peril paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;Every memory memorized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every remembrance reminds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every journey journeyed&lt;br /&gt;Every flight flown&lt;br /&gt;Every sail sailed&lt;br /&gt;Every shine shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every run ran&lt;br /&gt;Every road ridden&lt;br /&gt;Every stand stood&lt;br /&gt;Every drive driven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sight seen&lt;br /&gt;Every smell smelt&lt;br /&gt;Every taste tasted&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is TRULY a blessing to bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 09/25/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-1430248806132400892?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/1430248806132400892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=1430248806132400892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/1430248806132400892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/1430248806132400892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/every-september-11th.html' title='Every September 11th'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-2486993774952743707</id><published>2007-02-17T00:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:45:05.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>To Those</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Wind-milled giants beckon,&lt;br /&gt;Ferry travellers reckon,&lt;br /&gt;Hedonistic secrets of shory white inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud mediterranean sun burns,&lt;br /&gt;The whispering Meltemi wind churns,&lt;br /&gt;Telling tales untold to those that turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzing buzzers,&lt;br /&gt;Cackling cacklers,&lt;br /&gt;Herding herds,&lt;br /&gt;Revealing unmarked paths to those that beset the long billed bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stewing lamb,&lt;br /&gt;The dry mouthing sea,&lt;br /&gt;The scent of settling dust,&lt;br /&gt;Giving hidden hints to those made mystery by midday musky musk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baking pebble sand,&lt;br /&gt;The lukewarm liquid blue,&lt;br /&gt;The feel of silvery showy show,&lt;br /&gt;Entrusting experienced feelings felt to those and Me-To-Know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL Mykonos, Greece 09/09/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-2486993774952743707?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/2486993774952743707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-5226379906221101188</id><published>2007-02-17T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:44:22.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Clear Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oceans of Hope&lt;br /&gt;Captured limits below a line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystifying dreams escaping across the divide&lt;br /&gt;From mirrored sky to sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still white deliverers&lt;br /&gt;Rolling towards peaks of peaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To trickle teary promises&lt;br /&gt;Through rocky passageways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining waterfalls of joy, rapids of happiness&lt;br /&gt;And streams of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purified containment&lt;br /&gt;Resting upon full lips of enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quenching both our desires&lt;br /&gt;With an eternal Sip in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-5226379906221101188?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/5226379906221101188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=5226379906221101188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/5226379906221101188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/5226379906221101188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/clear-moment.html' title='Clear Moment'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-8691845965075365048</id><published>2007-02-17T00:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:43:49.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Mind, Body &amp; Solace</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I strengthen my arms&lt;br /&gt;     to catch you when you're falling&lt;br /&gt;          and to lift you to new heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strengthen my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;     to soak up all your tears&lt;br /&gt;          and for you to lean on late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strengthen my back&lt;br /&gt;     to relieve you of your burdens&lt;br /&gt;          and to give you solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strengthen my chest&lt;br /&gt;     to control this love I have in my heart&lt;br /&gt;          that grows with every pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;     when I have you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives me the ability and the confidence&lt;br /&gt;     that I once could never find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-8691845965075365048?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/8691845965075365048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=8691845965075365048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/8691845965075365048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/8691845965075365048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/mind-body-solace.html' title='Mind, Body &amp; Solace'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-4765336991945057033</id><published>2007-02-17T00:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:42:32.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Swap Meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Collecting experiences to trade with my Regular.&lt;br /&gt;She marvels at the junken treasures&lt;br /&gt;     eyeballing the secondhand goods to bargain the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But the offers include special histories!" I cry.&lt;br /&gt;She understands and pays plenty with smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is gone, my business is gone.&lt;br /&gt;So I rush to Her booth&lt;br /&gt;     to return cherished patronage with smiles of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-4765336991945057033?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/4765336991945057033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=4765336991945057033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/4765336991945057033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/4765336991945057033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/swap-meet.html' title='Swap Meet'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-2885574703545100547</id><published>2007-02-17T00:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:37:46.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>In For Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;How can I forget a moment of bliss&lt;br /&gt;     a moment of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senses make no sense.&lt;br /&gt;The love I had, past tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be deaf to the sounds...I regretfully hear.&lt;br /&gt;Be blind to the signs...that are painfully clear.&lt;br /&gt;Be numb to the feelings...my heart still holds dear.&lt;br /&gt;Be dumb to a future...ever so so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once was a temple built by the purest of thought.&lt;br /&gt;My architecture strong, resisting weather and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a Visitor of love went in and out of my door&lt;br /&gt;     and cursed my most sacred structure forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My temple now a prison.&lt;br /&gt;My drive no longer driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest for spiritual clarity&lt;br /&gt;     now a desperate search for sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my mind will be waiting for the One with my key&lt;br /&gt;     to unlock this lonely cell and set my soul free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-2885574703545100547?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/2885574703545100547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=2885574703545100547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/2885574703545100547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/2885574703545100547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-for-life.html' title='In For Life'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-5358256201293453060</id><published>2007-02-17T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:36:49.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Why It Hurt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Daddy git hert sum time lass year.&lt;br /&gt;Win Crismas com round less reson to cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ownly one giff to gib to dadd'y two boys.&lt;br /&gt;I sed let baby hab It, he nead a nu toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa is still hurt when Christmas came around.&lt;br /&gt;Only One gift expected, I don't make a sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa gives it to Billy, just because was enough.&lt;br /&gt;He knew I was stronger, he knew I was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad finally has money to buy us both gifts.&lt;br /&gt;But he only buys a good One for Bill, he forgets I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night before Christmas, I felt my heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;I could have had something..but again, no reason to wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-5358256201293453060?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/5358256201293453060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=5358256201293453060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/5358256201293453060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/5358256201293453060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-it-hurt.html' title='Why It Hurt?'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-3387898238414056388</id><published>2007-02-17T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:35:18.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Winning Losers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Everyone knows the truest of truths&lt;br /&gt;     nice guys finish last and are destined to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They run a calm race at their happy pace&lt;br /&gt;     not cutting of guys or starting a chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continue to run for they know what's at stake.&lt;br /&gt;All dreaming a dream of Glorious fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they know with sincerity, they'll get there in time&lt;br /&gt;     for that Someone to greet them when they're crossing that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final redemption after all the years they have trained&lt;br /&gt;     for Someone to hold them and block out the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not setting a record only One to impress&lt;br /&gt;     just finishing the race would be their personal best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-3387898238414056388?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/3387898238414056388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=3387898238414056388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/3387898238414056388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/3387898238414056388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/winning-losers.html' title='Winning Losers'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-8146973732544991992</id><published>2007-02-17T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:33:55.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself &amp; Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At times the world is too much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;The looky looky eyes that dare to stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People thinking your thoughts, believing to know what's not.&lt;br /&gt;Are they just jealous of something you've got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just smile a smile and laugh a laugh&lt;br /&gt;     without someone wondering what I meant by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just scream a scream and cry a cry&lt;br /&gt;     without someone looking over their shoulder as they pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just live a life and die a death&lt;br /&gt;     without someone judging me under their breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God give me the strength to keep this fight.&lt;br /&gt;The whispers are loud and are testing my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers are watching and making up minds.&lt;br /&gt;The rumors are harsh and are never kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times the world is too much to bear&lt;br /&gt;I pretend I'm not bothered, but really...I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-8146973732544991992?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/8146973732544991992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=8146973732544991992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/8146973732544991992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/8146973732544991992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-myself-eyes.html' title='Me, Myself &amp; Eyes'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-6606851938122964329</id><published>2007-02-17T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:41:35.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Free Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bumper to bumper traffic&lt;br /&gt; imprisoning the body, freeing the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time not to be so tragic&lt;br /&gt; but a moment to unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People honking people cursing&lt;br /&gt; as I enjoy my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A headache they'll be nursing&lt;br /&gt; till they reach their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in motion never pleased&lt;br /&gt; overlooking life's pleasantries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kindly pull to the side&lt;br /&gt;Life in the slow lane...what a ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-6606851938122964329?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/6606851938122964329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=6606851938122964329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/6606851938122964329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/6606851938122964329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/free-cruise.html' title='Free Cruise'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281181882381306519.post-7978078244811959404</id><published>2007-02-17T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:39:48.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mother Nature can you help me&lt;br /&gt; I'm looking for a wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of beauty and of excellence&lt;br /&gt; a special one you've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just any sign&lt;br /&gt; for I've seen others' ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew they weren't the ones for me&lt;br /&gt; for certainly I'd drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squinting into the distance&lt;br /&gt; peaking over the Horizon's edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the Sun could tell me what it sees&lt;br /&gt; before it went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always ready, getting weary&lt;br /&gt; a tear rolls down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My droplet searches the ocean&lt;br /&gt; to be with the Wave I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be part of It&lt;br /&gt; and It will be part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when my tear comes back again&lt;br /&gt; truly happy I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aL 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281181882381306519-7978078244811959404?l=alfredsolis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/feeds/7978078244811959404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281181882381306519&amp;postID=7978078244811959404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/7978078244811959404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281181882381306519/posts/default/7978078244811959404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alfredsolis.blogspot.com/2007/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Alfred Solis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UnKVhJharuw/TLPi10pmeCI/AAAAAAAABNg/Rcv89tw5VXM/S220/alfredsolis_smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
