Perdido entre el mar de gente
ó en la soledad de tu cuarto
caminando por las calles
vas contando tus pasos...
Cambia tu direccion
vuelve los pasos andados
regresa al hoy y al aqui
y trata de empezar de nuevo!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...
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She was a " social butterfly" They say... Her days went by Flying from flower to flower Tasting the nectar of life While adorning...
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The beautiful clown looked so sad She danced in a careless world And made them laugh... She shed a tear or two but no one cared...they ju...
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