Monday, March 21, 2011

Wrestling Micros Templates

Poetry Day


-La poesía de los días-





Arremetimos contra el tiempo sí,
que conspiraba,
guardaba su pena
y envidiaba,
perseguía nuestros pasos,
se atormentaba,
like a bad dream. We hid

impulses and words

prefer silence while he hesitated, and at one point

off soft stillness, we open the breasts

under the branches. We give our lives

in the dawn,

let all the sap flowing.
time blasted itself
already cried, wrapped in his blackness

that burned, like dry wood

freshly cut. Sleeping

tired and full of desire to continue planting


chat nights with lyrics by Madness,
fruit of the womb, sacred seeds

it snatched itself time.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Cj Barrymore's Driving Range Coupons

The Great Wave


Hokusai (1830-1833)


The invisible eye of the great wave
make a hole in your body, you embrace
and their watersheds.
The harmless and beautiful wave
that inspired verses of bread and salt
the sleepless dreamers,
will now be the prelude to a funeral
cherry blossom endless
the loss of other garden fresh. Mar
green and opaque, scorched prairie

full of deep burrows where they hide their fears. Painful exorbitant

pain of others, not go away, nor the tide
successive wreckage of the tiny debris
of things
sleeping in the crates.
The harmless converted into horror,
goddess of all waves, crowned our media
time
as an indomitable soul.
The invisible eye of the great wave
are now rows of mud,
on which messages will be left in tissue paper
precious
endless whispers, and weeping with those who
sour drunk,
the date stamp of the artist .

Friday, March 4, 2011

Optimist Boat Plan Free

Where is Carnival



We at Carnival. Don Carnal
walks our streets laughing at everything and everyone, including himself
. Beneficial
the gift of laughter, healthy vaccine sadness. Let us
a mask, we are who we wanted be a few hours.
Enjoying good friends and always love, love
of a second, which takes a smile,
of lovers reunited under a mask. Forget
these times full of dark omens
white collar thieves, dictators and mortgages obsolete proprietary.
laughter drowning in our speeches. Riámonos
its ugliness.
For a few hours we will be back in a disguise kids magic. Let the music
.