Sunday, January 25, 2009

Moonlight Bunny Ranch Isabella Soprino




She slipped in through my window, morning.

Smiling, voyeuristic, dressed in a timid ray of sun winked me to get out. Outside, life called the rhythmic sound of footsteps, of who goes to work, which goes to school. And I partly deafened by ghosts stale, barely listening.

suddenly overflowed a cascade of multicolored notes: A linnet and lark sang to me.

balconies and doors opened for the advance of spring frost swept through the winter months many of icicles and ice bones in the womb. To get out the last memory of openings sorcerers, thieves of time, birds of ill omen.

Maybe tomorrow but today it's cold I keep crutches and canes, I loose the hair, I run barefoot ... The breeze fill my lungs and my soul perfume aromas.

Today, I have two reasons to sing in a clear voice the timid ray of sun that crept into my window and the bottom of your eyes as clear as water.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

What Store Carries Girdle For Men

A POST FOR PALESTINE


When you say
Adolfo Celdran

When you say "Peace yes, but" we know say war.
legality When you say, we know you say power.
When you say solidarity, we know you say oil.
responsibility When you say, we know you say bombing.
When you say economics, we know you say theft.
When you say criminal to criminal,
reflejáis you know that your mirrors.
And is that for you

word is just a slogan,
lure,

packaging that you cover the traps.
And not even remember the meanings

of beautiful words, sharing, caring, beautiful
or harsh, unkind, unforgiving,
these days
sprouting of millions of throats
have returned his honor and sense and her beauty words.
If
betray our words betray and delegate the power that you just
you are traitors.
Devolvednos what no longer is your
and pass into history
of traitors to their people.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

What Does Green Wristband Mean

If it's ...


And you can, if you used to pretend
blurred image spot for not recognizing my
and fail in your attempt to unsubscribe,
exhausted and eager to have me.

And you can, if you served, denying the confidence
eliminate what remains of conscience and pretend
a stoic patience
with your stupid and studied indifference

You can, if it serves, erigirte perfect victim.
of my apparent failure to gloat, as vulture pain

feed you turn your dirty den and refuge. You

hacerlo, si te sirve, para así justificarte

Lo que me sirve a mí, es replegarme,
y poder resurgir de entre las llamas
con que muchos pretenden inmolarme
El corazón forjado entre cenizas
más fuerte y más entera, que cuando me encontraste