Rodolfo Lezama Valencia

Merced, California

Date of Birth January 27, 1970
Length of stay in California - three years.
Present Occupation - I'm just studying a skill
Religion - Catholic
Not married
No kids
My Pen Names - The poet, the musician , Rudi Valens, Fito
Awards - I won a poems contest in the local Radio two years ago. I was finalist in the 16-Festival de la Cancion Latin Americana de California five months ago. I was living in Mexico for a long time and I was a cowboy, field worker, Baker, laborer, D.J. salesman, office boy, filing clerk, bookkeeper, I did it all. My mother is Maria Elena Valencia. She has been separated since I was seven years old. I have two sisters and brothers older than me. Also a sister and brother younger than me. My grandfather, Francisco Valencia and my grandmother. Ma. del Refugio Reyes live in Adelanto, Ca. My sisters are - Mrs. Ma. de Lourdes L. Valencia, Mrs. Lilia Elena L.Valencia. My brothers are - Mr. George L. Valencia, Mr. Miquel A. L. Valencia. My life has been too hard. Every day has been a struggle for existence. Sometime it was painful, but it can't hurt me now. I must go ahead today. I take the past to make better my present, with out lament. Life is wonderful. I like to write poems, to describe life with beautiful words with a deep although sometimes painful sense; To open the heart in each letter written, to wake up the feelings to watch each detail and give it importance when others appear not to. I do this because I must do it. The life require it. I have been writing poems and verses, since I was a little boy. People treated me differently. I thought of myself as different too. I really love all the things that life offers. I like to build, never destroy. I consider myself very creative. I like to stay in harmony with the universe. I like to rescue the good sense of each thing. My life has been hard but, anyway, I have had determination to carry and bear burdens. I perceive my entry in The National Library of Poetry as a debut not a farewell. I look forward to the future each new day.

The Hymn of The Kiss

You ask me beloved mine
that I say you; What is a kiss?
Let me tell you, a kiss is a song,
than more that a song; It's a hymn
sacred holy that to imitate can't
the bird. A kiss is, is,... Don't be
crazy! Why you ask me that?
Join your lips to my lips
and you will know; what is a kiss.
All poems Copyright © 1996 Rodolfo Lezama Valencia. All rights reserved.