Saturday, December 1, 2007

Forgot My Combination To My Master Lock




Archipelago identities in this harmony

navigated the terrain of the Sea brand, reinforcing

sincere embrace between
morning mist and clear now. Surf
granted
retiring and leaving the voices of the soul
the sand
in that state of anxiety
which each lunar ascent
of life the only tide. ------------------------------
life
skin glazed with varnish
instant exile,
protects the heart that embraces
with the balm of
friend is the one seen in the other veteran
feeling happy to be sharing

flow in the passage of luck
between stress and foam bath.

And even if deleted the steps in the sand, and limited
inject their venom tedious
be carved in vision,
what we did the move,
glass between two worlds
you for being a friend, and

life being
many.

Friday, November 23, 2007

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The hall boiling like a volcano. A multitude of mirrors placed on the walls are shared between them the scenes of the soil. Above the heads of marble dome bends space and catapult down the roar of voices and laughter. Once on the floor, the tapestry of sounds again linked in a wicker rocking sound. The glass dome that crowns multicromatic catches the light, again combines its components at will, braid igneous bouquets, and sticks one after another on white surfaces. A short staircase cylinder inner surface forming an inner channel of polished stone, metal vein tissue that covers the gallery walls, snaking along the crests and old portraits.
On the surface, these glasses clink tapestry framing a fleeting conversation. Succeed the corridors of guests, tracing mobile polyhedra around cars full of candy and salamanders. A crowd ragged beats like a huge texture arteries. They rejoice momentarily
beggars and dancers under the intersection of the vaults, sharing space with the sluggish progress in their footsteps. In the movement of the crowd dissolved all plans, the crowns of certainties lose their jewels, many of which roll on the floor as flashes useless. In this place looks no folds, the memories are attached with nails of scar and the beggars are rewarded each other with gentle Eucharist while talking about the beauty disobedient both know, and how impatiently waiting behind the back of all things. With bare hands have torn the fabric of contemplations, and now named shouted to the heroes and the poor: mention the names of those who have struggled to grow thin, of those who shared with the sovereign jewelry, obscene spinning flags with golden strands of belonging. Reminiscent of those missing in the dragon's mouth causes, also finally extinguished in the same party that celebrated. Nor do they forget those who were victorious and bloody hugged his works, strange babies sharp spikes.
All the greatness of the stage running in circles in the water of the hourglasses, recreating the future tense. The cenotaphs on which we dance down here can not be filled ever.
Here in this feast we were just beggars.

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The party's words


sentits
Between tots els, on tots els
miracles, not Trobo
profund res més,
a moment d'enteniment
amb les paraules de l'amic.


Monday, November 19, 2007

Does Tia Mowry Wear Weave

Glow


Crossing the twilight with eyes of a scorpion,
I found under the stands
listening to the roar of fury
bull with my cheek against the fine sand.
Surrounded by the angled face of the truth mocking forged
I want in a torn tenderness. Hanging in the whirlwind
organic
undocked to return, floating above the shadows,
to tiptoe on a crest of admiration. Tempest
arising in the quiet,
hunger that devours itself
to renew without totality.

other voices might sound, could be more stealthy

but only the vastness
to kiss the cheeks to the wind,
life has returned to his place
more valuable.

They must be other times we had to make other gestures

of courage, spirit
irresolute when only the rest of your smile
mutual
allows me to glimpse between cycles
hurtful
my share of the absolute. I

which extends his arms,
me who to contract. I

which purifies your springs, I
the polluter your emeralds.

I was looking for the enemy, which was
and scored, it
the disabled. I

which I passed, leaving a remnant
,
of eternity so short.

which I played with the stars of your breath,
the delivery, the occasional appearance
.

The submerged
the thief needed.