La Casita de Cameron Vista
Nostalgia,
She’s a cold hearted beast
That seems to instigate the tantrums of the clock
As soon as she strikes 2 am
Suddenly she realizes she’s unfulfilled with the standards of time!
Her routine of infinite clockwork motions…
Is no longer the design!
The handles relentlessly move as a retrograde flow
Each advance is a thrust so painful,
It seeps to the marrow of my bones
But I always end up HERE…
La Casita de Cameron Vista
It’s not just a blue house near the corner of the street …
But the smell of menudo every Sunday morning
With my nanas favorite spices
Oregano
And you can’t forget the tapatío
Its fireworks on the fourth of July
With a variation of colors so pure
That somehow
Always make me thankful my parents crossed the border
Its carne asada every August 20th
Sizzling on the grill
My tíos cranking up the radio a little bit louder
With the song “Tragos De Amargo Licor” in one hand
And a keg of beer on the other
La Casita de Cameron Vista
Is my tío Chuy fixing up his sweet 64’ impala in the garage
The amazing paint job beneath my finger tips
Feeling of god’s heavenly bliss
It’s my nanas warm blanket
Every time I got sick
And an even warmer laughter
The echoed through my head like a gong
That’s when I realized
The eclipse of time was gone
Reality desperately tries to grasp the ashes of my past
Using it as fertilizer
For the seed of my future
Like a burdening mistress
She asks me for a chance
But my melancholic nostalgia seizes to find reason
And like a petty fool waiting for the lynch
I say that reality could never fulfill my desire and longing
For the “once was”
I look at the clock
And I hope
That one day her tantrum will leave me stuck in time
You see…
La Casita de Cameron Vista
Is no longer blue
But a mocking pigment of yellow caution tape …
And it’s red
It’s red…
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IridianP
Thank you so much! The poem is based on a house i grew up in, the ending means that its hard to let go of the past. The caution tape is both a literal and figurative term. The literal term comes from the fact that it burned down quite some time ago, the figurative term means that we should try to not let ourself get too stuck in the past.