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Th’ Keeper of the Scrolls

Th’ silent jaws o’ death Closed o’er his sleepin’ bones To ‘wait th’ test o’ thyme, Tae hear his name be called again By th’ keeper o’ th’ scrolls. He slipped intae th’ cauld black deep. No soun’ kin reach … Continue reading

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Th’ Day o’ th’ Deluge

Th’ sun unsheathed, sifts thro’ th’ clouds. Th’ prism mist unveils an alphabet o’ light as th’ cool sweet air prevails. Th’ trees begin tae spread thair wings. Th’ ships unfurl thair sails. Th’ drying eyes peeked anxiously An’ hawpt … Continue reading

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The Tempest

Originally posted on Jedwardnajera's Blog:
Lo an’ weep, for despair has set upon our sails. Th’ deepest shades below th’ wine-red sea Are cast upon our brow. Th’ men of sorrows with their Weathered faces before th’ wind, Beneath…

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Th’ Great Brim Waters

Tis a lo’esome soun’ Th’ weary lugs fall asleep tae Tha’ howling whispering o’ win` Tha’ turns th’ minutes intae hours, Tha’ frothing of th’ silen’ wake, Underneath th’ field o’ stars, Frae sky tae sky, through sun an’ moonly … Continue reading

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Doña Margarita

   Here’s a “Kodak moment” with me and my grandma back in 1948. Her name was Margarita Ledesma. All my life she looked the same. She never changed. I have a picture of her when she was a young lady, … Continue reading

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The Songbirds (a Fourth Grade Adventure)

“Time for SongBirds.” Miss Kelly said. “Oh no!” Joe looked up at her bright red hair and freckled face. He quickly lowered his eyes hoping she would take no notice of him. He hated singing. The last time she called … Continue reading

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Men to Match My . . . (Sam Walter Foss)

   One evening when it was story time, we were sitting outside in the twilight shadows.  All of us were there, my mom, John, Bobby, Natalia, and Virginia.  John spoke up.  Usually he let my mama do the storytelling, she … Continue reading

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The Story of Nena by Carlos Najera

I was five years old.  El Paso del Norte was by now a distant memory. The Imperial Valley was such a long way from here. We now lived in Oxnard in a Mexican neighborhood. The people here were descendants of … Continue reading

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The First Families by Carlos Najera

It wasn’t the same as before, living so close to the Pacific Ocean. It never got hot here. Even warm summer days were never as hot as Ciudad Juarez or the Imperial Valley. Those warm summer days led to completely … Continue reading

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Nena the Fairy and the Blind Pigs by Carlos and Joseph Najera

Every down town block in Oxnard had two or three saloons. When Prohibition became law in 1920, bars, saloons and beer joints became illegal. That did not stop people from drinking. They just found new ways of not getting caught. … Continue reading

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