- Mikka Mi Amor
- Cover Image to Foreword
- Poems 1 through 10
- Poem 1 (7) -- What can a poem do?
- Poem 2 (9) -- I love my wife more
- Poem 3 (11) -- I get my inspiration from a muse.
- Poem 4 (13) -- Last night you and I did some kissing,
- Poem 5 (15) -- I have a muse
- Poem 6 (17) -- My teacher never told me
- Poem 7 (19) -- Throughout the ages,
- Poem 8 (21) -- So what if my verse is corny.
- Poem 9 (23) -- Leapfrog
- Poem 10 (25) -- You are like a poem to me–
- Poems 11 through 20
- Poem 11 (27) -- You fog up my glasses,
- Poem 12 (29) -- You shouldn’t fall in love with what you begin;
- Poem 13 (31) -- If you want to know
- Poem 14 (33) -- I hope I never forget the bliss
- Poem 15 (35) -- My girl’s like a terrier.
- Poem 16 (37) -- When my baby feels sick
- Poem 17 (39) -- In her bathroom lair,
- Poem 18 (41) -- I do
- Poem 19 (43) -- What can I do to be more romantic?
- Poem 20 (45) -- Sometimes my bones feel like dancing.
- Poems 21 through 30
- Poem 21 (47) -- Do you remember when we went to Vegas?
- Poem 22 (49) -- There’s something nebulous about us–
- Poem 23 (51) -- There’s been a problem at home
- Poem 24 (53) -- I missed you last night
- Poem 25 (55) -- Last night was my birthday dinner.
- Poem 26 (57) -- Quick, look up! What do you see?
- Poem 27 (59) -- (The Blank Poem–Mikka’s Favorite)
- Poem 28 (61) -- Against you I like to rub.
- Poem 29 (63) -- Yesterday I didn’t feel much like writing poetry.
- Poem 30 (65) -- I’ve got my web cam on you.
- Poems 31 through 40
- Poem 31 (67) -- Let’s play monkey together!
- Poem 32 (69) -- You didn’t get a poem yesterday.
- Poem 33 (70-71) -- I hate poetry.
- Poem 34 (73) -- Some say I write really bad poems.
- Poem 35 (75) -- I’ve got to get the meanness out of my head,
- Poem 36 (77) -- When I'm late to work
- Poem 37 (79) -- I don't know anything.
- Poem 38 (81) -- I like it when my baby’s naked.
- Poem 39 (83) -- your purple hair
- Poem 40 (85) -- Mi amor, tengo algo que decirte–
- Poems 41 through 50 + Afterword
- Poem 41 (87) -- If you happen to be a friend of Freud
- Poem 42 (89) -- Here is a little something odd but new–
- Poem 43 (91) -- It’s Sunday morning and the countdown has begun–
- Poem 44 (93) -- My paradise would not exist without her
- Poem 45 (95) -- If I were a rockstar,
- Poem 46 (97) -- Love is less about what’s inside our hearts
- Poem 47 (99) -- Hit me with poetry!
- Poem 48 (101) -- When you lie naked on the bed
- Poem 49 (103) -- When we’re together,
- Poem 50 (from page 107) - When the lights are down low
- Afterword
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About the Spanish...
About the Spanish in this poem...I started studying Spanish in high school as it seemed to make sense in Los Angeles. I really picked it up when I did a homestay with a family in Mexico for two months.
The Spanish in this poem, though, is probably not correct. Only one person corrected me, though. I made the fix. I know the word "jura" is of sketchy meaning, but in my extended family, it's a slang word for the police, the law.
Anyway, this poem is not really Spanglish, either. It's just me trying something. Spanglish is really about common patterns when people mix English and Spanish every day. Mine is just my own pattern making.