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"Men build too many walls and not enough bridges."

Isaac Newton

50 Years Wedding Anniversary Speech From Daughter

Tribute to Tatiana

The night set your eyes rain ..
reflejomirada
small cut glass and fog ..
the mock of the two
dawn hours of sleep lips

wake feeling of having crossed a kiss ..

eyes that curve look of desire .. Balancing the shadows

skin skin chapped lips.

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ALWAYS AGUILERA and his book DREAMS BLUE. Tribute

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IRA's Bite

MAROON lips, Bleed
rabies bite the corners, the edge of the senses.

my tongue bleeds, bleeds with your teeth,
free me from this cold, gripping the bone.

Show me you love me .. As I need!
shows that disturbs you, day and crave. Let

my tears, fitted on
lashes I see the world, according to your nursery looks.

crosses with your teeth, my morbid lips. Bleed
life, thoughts, words.

Show me you love me, without preamble deluded ...
Look! I'm crying, anger and sadness ..

Hi friends

I posted this poem in our blogger friend Cascada Taty, as a small tribute to the publication of his book, very well presented by Independent Publishing Rubén Sa'ada.
A first-book full of poetry and charm. His verses are implicit their mark with a modern poetic sense most eloquent Erotica (Chapter Dreams Himeros and Eros).
Taty is a poet of strong character, but in turn leaves us in his book, soft lines that rise about love and reach the climax of the relationship, as this poem's Hold (Chapter Dreams of Love)
...
coral Fullness
of my hips.
liquid Birth
of my heartbeat.
the shattered dream
moaning to consummate.
...
The poet takes us into a real world and in turn dream where everything is and be seen.
Other chapters of the book is Dreams of nostalgia (where is this poem Ira Garnet) and Dreams of tenderness and reflection.
poems are full of intimate images that manage to get the reader into another world, but in this life, she works very good verses .. and mixes his poetry with some of his interests are Earth .. the truth. . and over the years in a very evocative poetry as it is Fall of life.

Let me make it clear that this is a presumption on my part, put your poetry on my blog without consulting her, but if he gets angry worse for her .. haha. Thanks
Taty by the power of your poems that made of paper were burned in the drive ... and here are accompanying me.
Greetings to all readers and friends.
And she a lasting memory for showing your art.

Prolonged Ankle Sprain

Cacho Infinite Dawn Chestnut

you're going Cacho and soul of your poetry is still living a heartbeat sings all Buenos Aires
in your song .. one day will dawn without you
but with your voice ... always sing always sing from the moon .. rolling down Callao
.. and from your presence Boyacá Gaona and immortal.
and your pain hurts but there is Café Moisture ... tango songs and life
nights you filled from your Saturday with cheating. Polish your
Throat Singing Sand ... and one that did not sing
Malena always someone feel your lyrics .. they are to remind endless ..
under a chorus of applause and bohemian nights .. return.

Biography: Cacho De Buenos Aires

Genital Herpes Spreading Up To Stomach

Madrid Book Fair with Lorca

On 12th June (Sunday), I will be signing copies of Annabel, 18 to 21:30 am in Madrid Book Fair. Where? Booth 292, belonging to eRide Ediciones, Parque del Retiro. I hope there!

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Work Pedro Naked at dawn Olivas Ortiz

Days nights without you .. you ..
and today I woke up bright and your skin
full moon. Tersa
you melt in my mouth ..
were spray velvety

in kisses dawn on the banks of last sleep. Defected
your labiosbesos ..
and awoke to lose
in the shadows of your nakedness
infinity of the universe ..

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PURA

pure asleep in my dreams .. .. live ..
you dress as an angel .. and .. white chimeras
infinte travel the labyrinth of your body ..
without touching you ... just with the touch of my poems ..

yesterday if I was in really submissive in your kisses ..
your arms looking like the wind .. ..
were moving your hair .. and fell in love .. my feelings ..
found you sleeping beauty .. .. .. pure and silent
I made mine in a moment .. and flew ...
between my poems .. my wishes and my hands ...
who rose up to look for you ... .. and did not find ..

Capilliaries On Chest

All

write these words in solidarity with the inhabitants of the town of Lorca, which belongs to my dearest Murcia. From here, to send all my courage and my strength. Security in a short time the city will look as beautiful as ever. Relatives of the victims, all my support, heart. It seems incredible
in five seconds and can change or terminate the life of one or, in this almost, thousands of people. I have no words ...

Lauren London's Weave Name

Camprodon bridges

Photo taken in the Plaza del Obradoiro

"The road is where we teaches the best way to reach and enriches us while we are crossing. "

(The Pilgrimage)

Paulo Coelho

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Stigma

The cold was forgotten your

lit the last goodbye ..

flew on the walls

gray in your absence ..

brushed with my broken wings

the warmth of your skin far ..

left unfinished remains

of our dreams

on my sheets ..

and ride losing you

in the fog of silence

and You left me stuck

the stigma of my despair ..

is waking

and no longer have you.

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silent pain

that pain is silent
barely penetrates the river moves
ruffled by the wind North
que desprende una sutil vibración
tan lejana como grito en el bosque callado
que deja soledad..intriga..miedo.
Lo oigo venir..lo imagino agazapado
presagio íntimo embuído de serenidad
armonia que se rompe en la tarde
que se sumerge en la resignación
dolor traicionero que espía las ideas
ruín que ahoga el llanto del atardecer
que no deja herida...ni señas..
que traspasa el corazón
dolor vencido dolor malquerido
que oigo irse por la fronda
a lanzar su desesperado grito...

How Big Of A Sailboat To Get For 1 Person

The Rain

pesará la calma en la arboleda de mi mirada..

swirl off the Queen laugh .. ..

sadness mailbox arrives incomplete .. no ..

moon is lost in the bush ...

and death stained the grass ungrateful ..

what was forgotten the smell of humiliation

of those days that bend light bars ..

where Mass rumbled

elusive good feelings ..

what became of the aurora we dream

and still come out with spray waiting

full moon evening went on a beach ..

that rolled down the street when we reached goodbye

to leave us only a taste of the past ..

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Barcelona! Sign

The Barcelona ... How beautiful! Every time I go, I like more ...
A short week I spent in Catalonia, and I would have stayed more!
met the charming town of La Llagosta (thank Yoli Rodriquez, the digital magazine La Mirada Odin, who pulled the strings to make it all possible.) Also took the opportunity to visit my lovely family and Barbera Sabadell Vallès ... And lived again, twice, Hippy experience in the musical HAIR , which last week says farewell Parallel Apollo Theatre in Barcelona. They enjoyed the art and talent throughout the company, but especially my good friend Angie Alcázar, who plays in a unique way to Mia. Artistazo! My greetings also to the talented Erik Bledsoe, who plays Dionne, beautifully opening the show with that prodigious voice which takes pride in the well-known song "Aquarius."
And of course, enjoyed the company of my friends tiramillotes : Oscar L. Mencia and Alba Úriz with who walked the Rambla "hundreds and hundreds" of times.

I do not have pictures of yourself (what a mess I am), so I leave it to your imagination to picture what little I've told.

Many thanks to everyone who has wanted to read me.


TC Ferri.

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copies of ANNABEL in The Night of the Books, Madrid

Hi everyone!

ANNABEL Have you not yet? Would you buy it but have not had the opportunity? Then take advantage and I will wear firmadita's because today, April 27, 2011, from of 22.00 hours, I'll be signing copies Pizza Garden Hortaleza

occasion of the celebration in Madrid of The Night of the Books, the restaurant in question hosts a very special evening where there will be readings , book exchange, and many more surprises, so:

I hope there!

Getting there C / Hortaleza, 118, Madrid. Metro: Alonso Martínez.

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soaks my soul without you ..
wind hides .. Grey
invade ..
rain without you .. memories ..
rains nostalgia ..

rain and I love without you ..
soft rings the sound ..
earth .. has life splashed drop ..
and my you you turn off ..
your words turn off automatically ..
you'll love my rain ..
take me into the night .. ..
rains it rains ... .. without you ever stop ...

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Signature of individuals in the Llagosta (Barcelona)

I am pleased to announce that next Thursday, April 21, 2011 d. C. I will be in the Catalan city of La Llagosta signing copies of my novel: ANNABEL.
I leave the lineup and you know, if you are in the Llagosta, or around Barcelona, \u200b\u200bsee you there! :)

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Pilgrims "The Weapon" captured heart

Photo taken in Almagro

"The " weapon ", religious brotherhoods integrated at the celebrations of Easter Camp Calatrava, has become one of the hallmarks of most peculiar identity of the Passion Road Calatrava.

These formations, which have a paramilitary structure, inherited from the Baroque soldierly, and as part lances, halberds, trumpets and drums, ranked according to various ranks, are one of the main attractions of the Easter calatrava.

The weapon formed square, marching to the beat of drums and horns and parade as if it were a legion.

One of the most spectacular of this march is when they make the familiar figure called the "spiral", a colorful parade in spiral shape and is rolled on itself and, in the case of arm yourselves Almagro, held in the Plaza Mayor of this tourist town in La Mancha.

brotherhoods The weapons are very old, some of which date from its founding in 1880. "

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're saying goodbye

have stayed stuck in your eyes ..
in that sarcastically insinuating smile ..
future full of wild desire ..
nothing escapes my eyes ..
I accuse you of beautiful .. the only .. Fine
undiscovered seas siren .. Your skin is silk
dreaming .. fingers ..
embedded with all the touches of madness .. I want to browse those breasts
moon ..
endless ism that neck of flavors ..
those curls disheveled love them both ..
kiss your lips slowly tying ...
anclarme in your delusions .. in your moans ..
in your mouth delicious that hints at a I love you.

Farewell Speech For Students

BUBBLE.

SOCAB Spirits a night of free thought bubbles
.. among fallen leaves .. Open
name you my wounds ..
in the morning ..
dotted with stars move across your skin
your name announced the break of day ...
landscape of shadows floating in the background .. Between the blade wakes
languidly ..
go my way .. endless nights
comprising the sweetness of your eyes ..
mouth beats blood kiss ..
fence you .. I cross the pure idea ..
are your arms distance and wind ..
I ask that you reach the horizon ..
made light .. reflections of a bubble.

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this morning .... Stories not written

ghosts I want to take his latest poison
shadows. To speak the soul

his eyes light
. I long to land

blue as your soul lives
drawings
guess in your words and I see desperate

the color of your skin

dawn flower this morning.

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skin Indian Sunset

concrete rivers around the city. Open Veins
the streets .. Sunday Silence

downhill to the sea. Some drum candombea
the coast
and evening rush steps ...
to dye artificial light houses ..
cars running around their troubles alone
while the city sleeps. Calle Florida
waves is shortened
your tiles are made from time
involved in the gray of his feet. Nothing prevents recall

a starry Montevideo
who stayed on the site ..
in those guns pointing out to sea ..
into pieces of unwritten stories
who died when the head of any illusion
East led to Paraguay. Today
between golden-wall cortain
the presidential ..
casino lights .. facades to the clouds ..
Prócer and you there .. in a stunning bronze immune
time .. even our lives
crosses your greatness and your loneliness.

A José Artigas to 200 years of Liberating Vision .

"Bicentennial Year of the Republic of Uruguay"
Prudencio Hernandez Jr. (c) 2011

Why Do To Stop Selling Gillette Pomade

"The heart creates prisons that intelligence can not open."

Marcel Jouhandeau

Mom Become Pregant By Son

FORGET TO LOVE KILLING

I have seen the awakening
shadows in a corner of a banshee
... drag his conviction
to love without ever being loved.
The white blossom of his skin
was drawn on the wall
reclaiming eyes lit ... love.
just saw the flash of a
resigned farewell which was the silence of kisses
never given.

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I felt the call of your name
burning my throat ..

've seen your longing on the far side of the moon .. Emit sound of silence

words from the past ..
and stay on your lips ..
oblivion lurking .. Killing him with kisses
alive.
I go through in your dreams
diverting them to a future ..
full of hands full of comebacks ..
that caress your hair .. Night

dawn in the breath of life that says a nostalgia ..
in drops of your tears ..
stars we will return ..