sábado, 27 de septiembre de 2025

Turn, turn turn!!! A time to pray...

 WISHY WASHY?



Tuesday, September 23, 2025
2:56 PM

(By: Karla Wagener. For Joan Baez who says to "save fish when you can't turn tides".

More important than being famous or rich is getting to the right person(s), or fishy!

Turn the tide,
Save some fish,
Make a wish...
Come true.

Wash some lies
Let the world know you try.
Don't need to ask why.

Follow your heart;
Listen to good conscience.
Write to correspondents.

Constancy makes you strong.
Little actions every day,
Will get you there
And help you save
Many fish
Until in a good way 
The tides are turned!

miércoles, 24 de septiembre de 2025

Poema para El cumple de mi nieta, Zoe.

 CONFIANZA


Martes 23 de septiembre de 2025

(Por: Karla Wagener. Al estilo de Emily Dickinson, para el cumpleaños de mi nieta Zoe. Traducido pierde la rima!).

La esperanza es la cosa con alas.
Esto lo hace posible
Lo que parece imposible,

Eso nos da un empujón
Y nos pide que confiemos
Incluso cuando las cosas
Parecen tan dificiles.

Es lo que nos ayuda a seguir adelante.
Cuando nos sentimos débiles,
No tan fuertes.

Nos eleva,
Llena la copa
Y nos espera para beberla.

Nunca da lugar a dudas
Toma el control con un grito,
Deja al lado incertidumbre
Y la tristeza queda afuera
                       Por completa.



HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZOE!

 TRUST


Tuesday, September 23, 2025
2:09 PM

(By: Karla Wagener. In the style of Emily Dickinson, for my granddaughter Zoe's birthday).

Hope is the thing with wings
That makes possible
Impossible things,
That gives us a thrust
And asks us to trust
Even when things
Seem so dim.

It's what helps us go on
When we feel weak,
Not so strong.

It lifts us up
And fills the cup
And waits for us to drink.

It never gives doubt
Takes over with a shout,
And leaves uncertainty
And sadness completely
                                      out.


lunes, 8 de septiembre de 2025

Canten con la legion en estos tiempos dificiles!!!

 LARGO, LARGO CAMINO


(Lunes 8 de septiembre de 2025
8:40 a. m. Por Karla Wagener, traducido del Ingles).

El día que el mundo
Cantó una canción nueva.
Era una canción prometedora,
Una canción tan tierna
Y sin embargo, tan fuerte.

Tenía un nuevo significado.
Incluyendo a todos,
Y se cantó
Tambien para todos.

Trajo consigo nuevas formas
Y curó todos los malos caminos.
Y se cantaba todos los días,
Esa canción que allanó el camino.
Y dio paso a respuestos antes
Inconcebibles.


A NEW SONG!

 LONG, LONG ROAD



(By: Karla Wagener. Contemplating all that has been said until now, despite the dire situation of these present times, just as I approached Jorge Bergoglio many times much before he became Pope and gave him some of my writings, I reach out to you for you to sing a new song with us!)

Monday, September 8, 2025
8:40 AM

The day the World
Sang a new song.
It was a promising song
A song so tender
And yet so strong.

It had a new meaning
Included all too
And it was sung
For everyone.

It brought on new ways
And cured all the evil ways.
And was sung every day.
It's the song that paved
The Way!

jueves, 4 de septiembre de 2025

A MESSAGE OF HOPE IN THESE DIFFICULT TIMES!

 WALKIN'



Thursday, September 4, 2025
10:07 AM

(By: Karla Wagener, especially for Joaquin (aka "walk in " Sacunza).

Walking by faith,
Running with Hope,
Giving my lyrics and poems,
To the World and the Pope.

More than wishful thinking.
Greater than any power.
Believing beyond all doubt
In the darkest hour.

I know you are out there;
You've answered my pleas.
You've always been there
For my most dearest needs.

Walking in through your mercy
This message is sent,
And will still walk with you;
Thanks for all it has meant!

domingo, 31 de agosto de 2025

Seeds of hope!

 SPRING


Sunday, April 6, 2025

(By: Karla Wagener, translated from Spanish.
aka La Kar "nada", carnada means bait in Spanish, hahaha and it also means the "Kar" swims!)

"We feel hurt
and overwhelmed.
We need YOUR relief
And Strength". 
         From prayer for the Patria

As the rain appears
Out of nowhere.
Like sudden dew
Formed.
Like the first
Smile of a lover.
A newly created river of streams...

The answers will come
When least expected.
Like trumpets
Promptly sounded,
Lightning strikes...
That much needed seed,
Vapor grown in new
Imagined formations,

In the cycle through the universe
Moving and mutable, 
Appears what
Seemed impossible,
Spirit and strength...
Out of nowhere.