Category: Poem

Y así­ la cruenta batalla empieza | o acabó | regurge recogiendo los pedazos | o la fantasí­a renueva | en cero a la izquierda haciendo inventario | contando lo que no es | dando gracias no sé porqué de lo que es expresar insatisfacción – desaprobar Reanimar | -los ojos insisten en ver a…

Al final de cuentas patch work Is the little i . One wonders: why one fabric stands out more than the other . The hour determines the cloth . Sin embargo: La hora no est+á synchronized Aceptar o alterar . Y uno se pregunta si la alternativa no serí­a preguntarse si en verdad: Do I…

I don’t want want to go back to nature yet to feel what I want to say I recall how nature touched me. Today the wind is cold in lovely Svea. there is talk of cold weather the people are disappointed. Having their frozen goosebumps thaw by an early warm may now cold of course,…

Well, if one sees the magnetic field curve. Those damn birds they do follow instincts Poles do they bend I bend my Xicano ens in these Northern Lights Suicidal Tendencies Arise, do they, Who am I? that I no longer want to be? Do I perish the I in the vortex that invites Swallows towards…

Leí­ un libro de Keats in the crapper and I confused some critical commentary about this and that. Reading books, hooked on the net and the like Speech flow on the page and this age digital it is Enero vino y se fue Messed up am I filled with information losing bits pasting bits a…

Oye, habrá partes de mi cuerpo que no comprenderás. Cosas que ni yo logro comprender, ni – …eré – … (? Prosigue amig (@) . No es seno. dijo el sereno. cuyo silencio deslizó lo suyo a su pla -ser

Ya van varias cartas que escribo a un destinarlo desconocido No sé porqué me ha tocado ese destino Escribir para un futuro que no conozco Solo sé que habrás de entrar en mi vida Ni sé quién eres Ni cómo eres Solo sé que formarás parte de mi vida Si es que habrá esa suerte…

In this world belief is yet to be questioned Belief is not shift It is an absolute one race at a t i…………..me. Culture s shift in t^..wo’s or tri3- So monos-[one] moving in trilingual worlds spot easily -í… yet smoothly move inbetween ’cause power they sway . alas! privilege . Moving from taboo to…

You get to hear the alarm every month A loud noise heard across the town Purpose: to train people the curious fact? No one hardly notices this loud noise that rips across streets, neighborhoods and the fabric of distance unless you are out at that hour of the day and yet people wonder what is…

Vem art tú? Who eres du? ¿quién í¤r you? Autumn brings forth so many colors blues turn orange and pinks color leaves red Los cambios pintan la tarde fí¤rgar de varje hí¶st sí¥? every minute varje minut cada minuto un new fí¶rí¤ndring a nuevo change en ny cambio eres un viejo nuevo cada año te…

Perched chest to the ground still shadow willing a breath a new beginning air tight new being cross So unchristian so betrayed by elements a goose bump shall … pray tell.

There will always be a new Gen X. It follows, just that is the case. The sun will always filter through the leaves its rays and perhaps shine in a new direction on an old season. I reckon very little is there to do to conduct youth and specially those in the very near vicinity…