The VGP Literate No. 4

Prayer to La Madre Tierra
(Spanish & English)

…Madre de gracia
Madre de misericordia
en la vida
y en la muerte
amparanos gran señora…

Protect us, dear Mother,
protect us from our own fears!

How could we have manifested
these needless tears
throughout generations,

Yet we’ve not reached past
our ignorance,
vast confusion.

We are in constant fear
of your wrath…
that you,
Grandious Earth
will swallow us alive!

We’re brain-washed
assuming we’ve damaged you

When to you,
the cuts and bruises
are mere pimples.

We humans are mere
traveling around
your magnificent,
bodacious body!

Dear Mother…
your core is unreachable,

Your skin is rich and fertile
in tan and red tones.

Your hair grows
and grows…
freshly lush,
green and sweet…

I love to taste your hair,
its nutrients I enjoy!

Your blood
ebbs… it flows
through the elements:


! Te adoro
Oh, Madre Tierra!

Tercer planeta
en el Milky Way.

Silky it looks
in the Universe;

sweet it must taste
to demi gods.

You wear
slight cleavage,
voluptuous curves
in your deep valleys
and high mountain ranges.

Whether you ever
feel ill
or really great

your body quivers,
it quakes!

How could we, so microbial
for so long
still assume that
we hurt you?

You can shake us off
like chain-linked ants.
We could cease to exist
and you
not only can,
not only will…

You just have
and will Be!

I write this to you
Mother, dear
because I know

that no chemicals,
no plastics,
no electronics
could ever harm you.

You gave mankind
the materials,
the minerals

to use…
experiment with.

To us in 500 years,
to you in a few days,
everything we manufacture
will return to what it was.

The Hopi know
what you’re all about.
So they just don’t worry.

Can the rest of us
do the same?

You sneezed…
scratched an itch

and it flooded houses,
swiped out
entire cities.

You say… ‘oops!’
God gives us strength.

And still, we do
and worship you

… Por la señal
de la Santa Cruz
de nuestros enemigos
libranos señor nuestro…

Free us
from assuming
so much
about this Earth
we live in.

When we follow
your path

we know what we’re capable of
and can just be.


Chevalterre Nabil, the poetic half of KLRabstracts, was born in El Paso, TX and is a U. S. Navy Veteran.

The VGP Literate No. 3

i propped up the calla lily
by the weight of its own
claret & golden
like butter
                      melting slowly
just an arch
upon the wind
as a cardinal chirps
in the sway of evergreen
                                            above me
i ponder crystal burgundy
the mower hums
the basketball kisses concrete
rubber mars asphalt
..and love is never far behind


Michelle Williams is the founder of Vocal INKorporated, an organization dedicated to the freedom of expression through poetry, music and art. She is the host of several poetry and performance events in and around the Toledo area, including Simply Poetry and is about to release her first collection of poems through Alabaster and Mercury.

The VGP Literate No. 2

Writer’s Block Explained

It’s when you stare
at an empty white page
and can’t.

Can’t think of anything to say.

Can think of things to say,
but worry that millions of others
have already said them
in more profound and articulate ways.

Can think of things to say,
but fearful of criticism
once those things have been said.

And, finally,
think of someone else’s statement
about writing being an activity
where you stare at the page
until drops of blood emerge.

Fearful of bleeding too much,
the decision is made to stop writing
until the moment
when writing is mandatory–
no matter what the ultimate verdict may be.


Terry McCarty has been writing poetry in, around and sometimes about Southern California since 1997. Recent chapbooks include IMPERFECTIONIST (Meridien PressWorks) and I SAW IT ON TV (Lummox Press). Terry is included in these anthologies: SO LUMINOUS THE WILDFLOWERS (Tebot Bach) and THE LONG WAY HOME: THE BEST OF THE LITTLE RED BOOK SERIES 1998-2008 (Lummox Press)