Yonder Lies It

Category: Poem

  • nadie me peló

    Al amanecer el principio del crepúsculo. Las cortinas de mi alma se abren. Resplandecen recónditos rincones de mi existencia. Se ve el polvo en mis buenas intenciones. Las ventanas al futuro un tanto opacas. Veo cómo la luz de mi ser se apaga. Cuando el dí­a, a su fin, es un no hace caso.

  • acojida espirtual

    Al entrar al templo lo primero que le encubre a uno es su enorme silencio. Te rapta y te forza obedecimiento. Y te dejas, es una dulce y dócil aceptación. Al caminar, uno ve que las bancas mejores dí­as han visto, ya que el laqueó esta desquebrajado por unos segundos de antieres antes. Hay un…

  • Hideseek is a wonderful piece of internet poetry, I enjoyed it very much. The pictures blend in very well with the text. I like the light which reminds me of jellyfish that one can see off the coast near Bohusl?n, by Lysekyl. The notion that we are de-evolutionazing is tantalizingly chock-full of temptation.

  • War Economies

    I had a beer today Angst down my throat Seem only good To join the support Lives at stake while flipping meat Laying down Votes in protest Down the war machine! Here here! Have a beer! Show your disgust towards this warring industry

  • You know your hooked when you say that you’re gonna quit right after the next text only to find out that three hours later your still plugged to the net. They don’t call you info junky for nothing. You need a fix everyday. What it isn’t told is how you overdose. This is how you…

  • Baja California

    Baja California Tierra Naciente Llena de carneros Sí­mbolo de ti Tus paisajes desérticos Que ojos han visto Llenos de Admiración Deseando de ti su nación Te llevo adentro de mi Como sangre palpitante Que vida me otorgas Caliente como tu Mi piel llenaste de tú sol Tu tierra mis padres respiran Tus vientos mis anhelos…

  • Americanness They recognize me as one of them nowadays. Somehow, somewhere, I must’ve lost it. That glowing tan that set me as outsider. Now, they speak to me unflinching; As I seem no longer newly arrived. Today, am the one thoroughly shocked. Since I hardly expect to be talked to it in it. Someway, I’ve…

  • entrenchada

    La vida sigue su curso, entrenchada en la lengua inglesa. Qué mas quisiera yo estar leyendo algún autor de habla cristiana. Nada en lo absoluto, nada. El dí­a estuvo frí­o, nublado, un dí­a cualquiera. Una visitante a Raza Cósmica llego por correo haciéndome saber el conflicto que une a todo buen inmigrante a Suecia: la…

  • Haiku G-spot

    The rain came by Leaving water puddles I got mud with love

  • Thoughts galore

    Boy! Been working on this last poem and it sure seems to always need some improvement. Even when I am moderately satisfied with it I go back and give it a second look. I try to be consistent with the images that the words convey. I guess loathing pronouns or adverbs and participles doesn’t help…

  • Haiku #0000004

    Typing like hammers light bright as nails My head hurts today

  • Stockholm Rucks

    Taking an aimless stroll Through these tacit atmospheres I gaze about aloof Near throngs of people by Slowly making headway An halcyon wanders into view A solace embraces my senses That wavers through and by Along noised urban voices People sway to and fro Intersecting between spaces Leaving only hollow voids Seized by their loneliness…