You will no longer bathe my beaches
neither my bay nor my cove
neither my life nor my future,
not even my yesterday…
You will no longer fill my mornings,
neither my laziness, nor my crying…
neither my anguish nor my singing,
not even my love… Continue reading “Listening diary: Waves of yesterday”
Dear sea…
how you look like my silence…
in every sunset…
Bravo inside you…
but trying to calm our lives…
wounded in your bowels,
but smiling to yesterday…
Suffering your storms,
those damn winds from the North,
that drag your bosom and your being… Continue reading “Listening diary: Silence and sea”
Goodbye April…
You took my smile, my tears…
my sleepless nights, my singing…
and also a little piece of me…
You took away my life and its charm,
and a quiet dawn full of rain and jasmine…
Oh April… Continue reading “Goodbye April”
Tears from heaven,
that melt with the rain of my heart…
That cottony gray cloud,
that hides the sun from life,
that drowns you between anguish and rancor…
It rains outside, it rains inside,
It rains in this confusing tide…
Rivers of bitter waters,
torrents of anxiety and pain… Continue reading “Listening diary: Tears”
This heart beats,
between absence, uncertainty and grief…
You are far, you are inside,
you’re empty, you’re full…
Sensations of an uncertain time…
We live like roller coasters
of fear, joy, shock and restlessness…
We live like narrow peaks,
populated with snow but watered by the most beautiful rain… Continue reading “Listening diary: Vague dreams”
How many afternoons, I peeked into your waters…
to refresh this dark soul…
lack of dreams…
Muddy waters, which I presumed to be transparent…
waters depleted by bitter subterfuge
of that shadow with voice… Continue reading “Listening diary: Dry ponds”
I didn’t know I was happy…
that I could hug and kiss you…
cross a bridge to see you…
or at least, plan our escape to nowhere…
I didn’t know how cheerful I lived…
because we could cross the streets…
and spend long hours talking about yesterday…
and of a certain tomorrow… with its Mondays and Tuesdays… Continue reading “Listening diary: Happiness”
No sabía que era feliz…
que podía abrazarte y besarte…
cruzar un puente para verte…
o al menos, planear nuestra huída a ninguna parte…
No sabía cuán dichosa vivía…
porque nos podíamos cruzar por las calles…
y pasar largas horas hablando del ayer…
y de un certero mañana…con sus lunes y sus martes… …Continuar leyendo
You are my refuge…
Cobbled street portal,
that shelters me from this rain without noise…
Day coat,
night lair,
stealth afternoon asylum…
You are my shield, my sword,
my sixth sense…
My cradle, my claw,
my hidden ringing… Continue reading “Listening Diary: Refuges”
Maybe today you feel the solitude…
the one that shakes your heart…
what pierces your soul…
like the petals with the dew of dawn… every morning…
delicate, but swaying before this strange sadness…
Chosen or imposed…
we all feel empty…
lonely…
on this path of other people’s doubts… Continue reading “Listening diary: Solitude”
Today only the rain accompanies me… there is no sun, no smiles, no stars… the screams of children scampering through the parks are missing… unconcerned about … Continue reading Listening diary: Hope
Spain, in silence but not asleep…
Absent but not empty… quiet but lecture…
Filled with sad but vibrant hearts,
who applaud their heroes at sunset…
that dawn every day with this new art…
Uncertain uncertainty of certain certainty…
Dark nights of mornings in darkness… Continue reading “Listening diary: Silence”
España, en silencio pero no dormida…
Ausente pero no vacía…callada pero diserta…
Llena de corazones tristes, pero vibrantes,
que aplauden al atardecer a sus héroes…
que amanecen cada día con ese inédito arte…
Incertidumbre incierta de cierta certeza…
Noches oscuras de mañanas en tinieblas… …Continuar leyendo
Today we begin the listening diary.
Maybe everything that is happening around us
will teach us something if we listen to it…
Listening is feeling with the heart…
It is to gently close your eyes…
Open your heart wide…
Let the feelings flow…
Allow the pain to run away…
Hold tight to this unreason… Continue reading “Listening diary”
They are the threads of oblivion…
entangled in the tangle of pain and uncertainty…
Threads that bound,
threads that unleashed,
the most painful of the battles…
the hoax… Continue reading “Threads of silence”
I snuggled among your waves,
under the foam and salt of your bravery…
enveloped by the South wind,
lulled by the sand of your beach without voice…
We had no more horizon
that your constant sunset,
we had no more North
that your candle and your splendor… Continue reading “Silence and sea”
I could write the most beautiful poem in the world…
but still, I could never express how much I feel for you…
You came to my life by surprise,
like that April rain, which approach slowly, but intensely…
that seeps you through deep…with fresh drops of indigo…
You filled this empty heart of life,
joy and all the love that is possible to feel… Continue reading “My love”
Who has not boarded a wrong train?
The one that took you to the wrong destination…
The one who wasn’t leading you anywhere…
Empty trains, broken trains,
trains full of backpacks of calamity…
Trains that made us discover,
that without that trip, we would not be
who we really are today… Continue reading “Wrong trains”
How many of us we sat in the corner of the boxing ring,
dead of fear and worthless …!
How many we got on stage,
maybe out of ignorance,
out of unconsciousness,
maybe because there was no other option…! Continue reading “The life’s ring”
Those who have caressed the waters of the cold shore…
they will know what I mean…
A day it arrives…
by surprise,
without prelude or idyll…
Then you know how much is left behind…
but not ahead…in this hidden exile… Continue reading “Shores”
You walked with the rags of misery,
how god that leaves the sunken temple…
You despised us with your lost look…
wrapped in that obsolete and shaken air… Continue reading “Chains”
Today, I woke up sad…
hearing the screams of absence…
silencing your inert presence…
My soul distills crying…
I don’t have the strength to continue… Continue reading “Today”
Sometimes I think I don’t know myself…
I can’t chain my tears…
I can’t run after your dreams…
Maybe I don’t deserve you…
you expected a lot from me…
you believed in who I do not understand… Continue reading “Lures of faith”
They were in silence,
watching each one of my movements…
wiping away my tears…
hugging my fears… Continue reading “Questions of the heart”
That packed suitcase…
of boasting and misfortune…
That full drawer…
of happiness and pain… Continue reading “Greatness and misery”
They just lived…
behind curtains,
between dirty crystals of hard rain…
among misty of vacuums muddy… Continue reading “Lives not lived”
Princesa Alice, de ningún sitio…
Princesa de corazón,
de esperanza, de amor, y Fe…
…Continuar leyendo
Princess Alice from nowhere… Princess Alice, heart, hope, love, and Faith… Who knew that the Lord was not something, but everything, who knew that without Him, … Continue reading Princess Alice of nowhere
Today it snows …
Because tears are no longer dew,
but ice and betrayal…
Because that dread of emptiness has melted fear and pain… Continue reading “Today it snows…”
I love it when it rains …
because my tears roll camouflaged with yours…
because my sobs mix with the wind of your being… Continue reading “It rains”
Everyone hides some secret,
in the weariness of his heart…
Sometimes, dim, silent…
sometimes, announced, as a traitor… Continue reading “Secrets”
Todos esconden algún secreto,
en el hastío de su corazón…
A veces, tenue, silencioso…
a veces, anunciado, como un traidor… …Continuar leyendo
I walked the streets,
of doubt and bewilderment,
and they all indicated me,
that they hadn’t discovered you yet… Continue reading “Moments”
They point to your heart…
as if it were the most wasteland…
as if it were empty…
when it’s only broken,
shattered by pride and fate… Continue reading “The sins of others”
I have the poet’s soul,
that determined soul,
that restless soul… Continue reading “The poet’s soul”
I sat next to your shore,
thirsty of truth and life…
Sheltered by your bay
and your lost waves…
that heal everything… Continue reading “The silence of the sea”
Maybe one day you will discover…
the reason of my secret…
Maybe between abrupt tides,
in the midst of the selfless storm,
finally you will feel
the need for a hidden desert… Continue reading “The truth of the silence”
And the west wind blew…
adding vague memories of the cold
that arrives fast and imminent… Continue reading “With you”
Neither yours nor mine…
nor that of suffering…
Neither yours nor ours…
nor that of thought… Continue reading “Time”
I did not stop looking for you,
or feel, or yearn…
I just wanted to forget,
move away,
stop flattering you… Continue reading “The bell of the dreams”
You tried to hurt me with your words…
vain, vague, distant,
exact copies
of a theater without voice. Continue reading “Words”
Today, the indolence floods my bed…
delicate, like that newborn…
that lies still between two waters…
A weakness that inundates…
that immerses me in the seas
of doubt and uncertainty… Continue reading “Fragility”
You woke up last night, in the middle of the dune of oblivion, in the middle of the stillness of your desert… You walked with the … Continue reading Deserts
In silence, in the dark… listen to my verses… In the calm, in the dawn… do not give up on your dreams… In restlessness, in uneasiness… … Continue reading Listen to my verses
I don’t give up…
Although I must remain in silence…
Even though I have to close the windows
to the wind of helplessness and unreasonableness… Continue reading “I don’t give up”
It came to my life,
in the silence of the night,
in the gloom of the shore,
under an uncertain and indecisive moon… Continue reading “Waves”
The gray hair of oblivion…
Those that were not imposed,
only postponed… Continue reading “The gray hair of oblivion”
Wounds…
Those broken parts of yesterday…
that we don’t cure,
that we did not heal,
that maybe, we never bandaged… Continue reading “Wounds”
From which to leave,
to those where you can return…
in those where never
you must remain… Continue reading “Ports”
De los que partir,
a los que volver…
en los que jamás
deberías permanecer… …Continuar leyendo
Trajiste la brisa de la mañana..
con la lluvia que azota mis llagas…
como preludio de un solsticio gris… …Continuar leyendo
You brought the morning breeze…
with the rain that lashes my sores…
as a prelude to a gray solstice… Continue reading “October”
Be the light,
for that soul that approaches you,
full of emptiness and blues… Continue reading “Be the light”
He created the clouds,
and your eyes to see them reflected in my dreams…
He sent the rain and its bow in the sky,
to shelter from them always in your chest… Continue reading “Heavens”
It matters little if they do not think about you…
if they forgot you,
or they don’t miss you,
or if you were never in their hearts… Continue reading “Between you and God”
Poco importa si en ti piensan…
si te olvidaron,
o no te añoran,
o si nunca estuviste en su corazón… …continuar leyendo
This path always leads me to you…
through those narrow streets,
those full slopes,
of balconies and steep stones… Continue reading “Happiness, a decision”
Invisible cells
full of inert thoughts,
of foolish minds,
of certain hearts without soul… Continue reading “Invisible cells”
Today, you woke up with the feeling…
that your wound was bleeding…
your old wound…
your closed wound…
your hole without filling… Continue reading “Old scars”
They tell him to forgive you,
to forget you and continue…
but how can it tear you away? Continue reading “Forget to continue”
Esa que atraviesa tu alma
con recuerdos funestos,
de un tiempo desierto… …continuar leyendo
The one that crosses your soul
with dire memories,
of a desert time… Continue reading “The sword of time”
You left…
You left us the dark night,
the gray days…
and the barren souls… Continue reading “You never left”
It may not be a storm…
but, an simple gray sky…
adorned with sad clouds,
and failed stars… Continue reading “Storms”
There are people in life,
who believe that
their way is flat,
clean, flower carpet
no weeds watered… Continue reading “Perfect mistakes”
We wander through wastelands…
wasteland of hate and emptiness…
confines of envy and pain… Continue reading “Saints and sinners”
And you arrived…
with your judgments and squeamishness,
with your opinions and wisdom…
haughty, to measure my wounds… Continue reading “To whom judges your way…”
How soon I am late…
to sit by your side…
to recite poems to you…
not getting tired of giving you courage… Continue reading “How soon it is too late…”
It won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be time.
With it, the certain answers will come…
With it, the winter storms will return… Continue reading “It won’t be me…”
It caress and hits,
it hugs and pushes,
it flatters and scorns… Continue reading “The great healer”
Enter your stay,
close the door…
open your heart to silence…
and leave it in your absence… Continue reading “The silence of a heart”
What drag the waves,
that when hitting the beach and the rocks,
they are not immune to their stigmas…? Continue reading “Paths of idolatry”
The stars are still shining,
even if there are cloudy days…
or else, look at that gray sky…
full of black clouds,
but begetting the most beautiful indigo… Continue reading “Clouds in a gray sky”
This life…
that beautiful rose with thorns…
That floods you with its aroma…
but that drops its leaves
in each of its hills… Continue reading “Rose with thorns”
Contempt and disdains,
arrogance and pride,
hubris and lies…
They are only part,
sometimes,
of this absurd entourage… Continue reading “Smiling”
The news came…
and with it, the bewilderment…
Why did you attack me bandit…?
if I did not expect this encounter… Continue reading “Joy”
I looked at your heart
and we try together to remember the date…
You hesitated playful…
but at the same time, conscious…
that even if it hurts…
all suspicion was fulfilled… Continue reading “I looked at your heart…”
Silence…
The one that still harbors my hope…
that blurs the lie…
that only reveals the truth… Continue reading “Silence”
What do your waters harbor,
that heals my wounds?
What doesn’t stop your wind,
that takes the misfortune from me? Continue reading “Seas”
And keep putting down roots…
still being pruned
by the uncertainty of unease…
to be able to dazzle one day new shoots,
full of horizon… Continue reading “Roots”
It’s hard to find out …
like that empty dawn…
desired…and at the same time, feared…
full of clouds that hide its light… Continue reading “My place in the world”
Safe land,
space to rest…
where to deposit the anguish,
this anxiety…this pain… Continue reading “Safe land”
Light in the midst of darkness…
Calm look…
Solemn character…
Ineffable love… Continue reading “Light in the midst of darkness”
Start over, with the new faces, the learned lies of hatched disappointments… Start over, clinging to the feeling, with a fixed look to the future… and … Continue reading Start over
Do not let them write your end, because there is no term, there is no goal, only learned roads, paths of dunes, roads with mountains, broken … Continue reading Don’t let them write your end
Que no escriban tu final, porque no hay término, no hay meta, solo caminos aprendidos, caminos de dunas, caminos con montañas, caminos quebrados, caminos bandidos, pero … Continue reading Que no escriban tu final
Today, I woke up without your kisses, without your smile, without your look… Today, I do not have any more dreams, neither sense nor escapes… I … Continue reading Broken roads
Pinches of an exhausted essence… of an inert world… but of a blue sky… Empty bits… of nights with candle… of days without light… Pieces of … Continue reading Pinches of soul
Everything is forgotten… Your smile and your crying, your hug, your welcome… Your care and your carelessness, your guide, your flight … Your creed and your … Continue reading Everything is forgotten
I left the moon on for you…
so that your girl’s dream can shine…
so that it may clothe your desires…
and cover your wounds… Continue reading “I left the moon on for you…”
This is how my oblivion arrives,
like a late spring…
like the satiety of a cold winter… Continue reading “My oblivion”
The wind passed…
and turned the page…
Chapters of full saps,
paragraphs of false stories… Continue reading “The wind passed…”
I forgot to forget you …
I ignored the pain,
the one that caused me to name you…
I pretended your contempt,
which you wanted to cause me… Continue reading “I forgot to forget you”
Never abandon me…my life…
You, who made me trust in love…
in waking up each dawn with hope…
in sleeping and not dying…
in fighting and not delaying…
in singing and living…
in dreaming and feeling again… Continue reading “Never abandon me…”
I picked up the handset…
I heard his voice…
I knew that what I imagined was not a mistake…
and for the first time… love hurts… Continue reading “Love hurts”
I opened the window…
to feel your breeze…
cool…wise…
like one night in May…
expected after a vain winter…
Continue reading “Vacuums”
You broke her life, and one after another… You battered the soul, from whom grew up and did not understand… whom you only gave tears… Moan of … Continue reading Broken lives
That infamous appearance, that only hides a split life… That bitter awakening, confessed, hidden, but not forgetten… That broken pain, that you preach, but that you … Continue reading Full balconies, empty lives
The morning arrives…
and I look out the window,
to adore you, one more day…
my sea… Continue reading “Battle sea”
Wounds that no longer cry,
that they do not cure,
that they do not improve… Continue reading “Wounds that no longer cry”
What if it is not eternal? What if tomorrow, you do not feel what burns inside you today? What if you wake up, and you do … Continue reading What if it is not eternal?
Where it does not hurt anymore… Where there is only forgetfulness and devotion… Where I do not think about you anymore, where I do not listen … Continue reading Where it does not hurt anymore
They can not defeat you, neither the gulls nor the tides, neither the winds nor the storms… Nobody knocks down a wall, if its foundations are … Continue reading They cannot defeat you, my princess
Y tuviste que cargar
tú solo con tu escarcela…
con tu dolor y tus dudas… …continuar leyendo
You had to load, alone, with your pouch… with your pain, and your doubts… Walking on trails, of uncertainty, of a very raw reality… You grew … Continue reading Stolen childhoods
My heart has memory, like my soul, like my story… Nobody talks about victory, neither of overcoming, nor of glory… You lived your life, full of … Continue reading My heart has memory
It rains outside, it rains inside… This soul cries in pain, suffers in silent, because of our disagreement… Soaked with sadness, of disappointments and thoughts… Draft … Continue reading It rains outside, it rains inside…
You do not know anything about her…
nor of her joys,
nor of her anguish…
nor of her wars… Continue reading “You don’t know anything about me”
Start from scratch, start again… New ways, new stretches, new feats, new abodes… Start complete, start swift… Dusting the espadrilles, without taking off even the hat… … Continue reading Start from scratch
Watching you every sunrise is dreamy,
like to close my eyes with your reflection…
Your caresses, your hugs,
your sweet kisses…
those that have captured to mine… Continue reading “The dream”
Maybe, we’ll lend them
the attention that they do not deserve…
Perhaps, we grant them
the love that they do not thank… Continue reading “Toxic people”
Such is life, so existence, so that singular form, to teach us that, we are fragile, weak… and that we can lose everything… without consent… We … Continue reading Celebrate every beat
We’re free,
and as such,
we love, we win,
we miss, we fail… Continue reading “Freedom”
Win or vanquish,
without thinking about growing…
What a dreamer dawn! Continue reading “Win or vanquish”
I’m nothing more than a rag doll
full of bitter back stitch… Continue reading “Bitter backstitch”
Maybe they are not destinies…
but choices…
decisions that we make along the path… Continue reading “Chosen destinies”
I’m just a sad poet,
thirsty for your hugs…
hungry for your kisses…
lost in your praise… Continue reading “Sad poets”
We had to grow… between that smell of grape and gall… between ashlars that were our foundations… We had to take refuge, between pages of history … Continue reading Strong as the wind
Sometimes we wonder,
why this or that event happened…
Sometimes we find ourselves,
in the middle of a total bewilderment… Continue reading “Injury time”
Sometimes we choose
our adventures,
without knowing certainly
the path or direction… Continue reading “Destinies”
And I said yes, on a Holy Thursday, of Passion and Life, I said yes. As I would tell you again, every day of our lives, … Continue reading I said yes…
How can I fill this vacuum?
Which drowns me every awakening,
that oppresses my dreams…
that afflicts my longings…
like the late ship… Continue reading “Perpetual vacuum”
Today,
we wake up sad,
desolate, amazed,
sunk, miserable,
calcined… Continue reading “Walls of God”
You already forgot me, today you passed close to me like a ship without direction or sail … like a wave that does not return to … Continue reading Questions without answers
Those that trap us and invade… they strike us or drag us… Waves of a distant yesterday, on an abandoned beach… Sand of a lost cay, … Continue reading Distant sadness
I can not stop being a poet when listening to sing those wonders to our Mother… I can not stop being better devoted, to the feeling, … Continue reading Blessed promises
The snow melts, my love, as well as our lives, they melt with passion… Do not cry because the snowy mountains, nor for the cold mantle … Continue reading Hearts towards the sun
Furtive tears… the ones that you will never discover; which you could never dry… those that intoxicate my life and my being… I will never tell … Continue reading Furtive tears
Deep sores,
that only feels who loved you…
Scabs without relief,
to not show your distress… Continue reading “Wounds without forgiveness”
I jumped from the summit of Hope, with uncertainty, that everything would be fine… I threw myself from the top of the Trust, with doubtful security, … Continue reading Leap of faith
You are far, and deep, inside, my soul is torn, because I can not hear your voice … You are far, and my life breaks… for … Continue reading Far away
Last night, I saw you in my dreams… you were clear, you were true… You were talking about shipwrecks, about assaults, meetings… You narrated how is … Continue reading Music out of time
Anchors. Those that hold us to a past, full of nets and hooks… Those that bind us to a present, full of doubts and tests… Those … Continue reading Anchors
I fly without wings, when I wake up, when I feel you, by having you by my side, to be able to love you… I fly … Continue reading I fly without wings
The moon is alone in the sea… between waves and angry tides… between storms without direction and foolish ships… Shrinking bad tempests… straighting dislocated lives… The … Continue reading The moon is alone in the sea
Sometimes life hits you… with its breeze, with its ray, with its pace…with its tide… You feel a twinge in the soul, that crosses you, what … Continue reading Stones on the path
Let me fly … Far away from empty hearts … from brave airs … from resentful disdains … Let me fly … high… Like a condor … Continue reading Let me fly
Windows to the sea … To the doubt, to the sadness, to the emptiness, to the unreason … To the vain strangeness, of a selfish world, … Continue reading Windows to the sea
Salt… That tans, that dries… That relieves, that stubborns… Sea salt or human… From far, from close… Salt… Of joy or sadness… Of grief, of delight… … Continue reading Salt
You broke my dream… When I had reached the top, you had grabbed the sun… When I could look from above, you had snatched the valley… … Continue reading Broken dream
I will take care of your dreams, of your smiles and nostalgia… of your sleeplessness, of your wounds and duels… I’ll take care with my verses… … Continue reading Coddled lives
Not only today they are women… They are women every day, when you remove them, you judge, threat, insult them… When with the “no opportunities”, you … Continue reading Women
Lives… Empty or incomplete… Without grace or without lifeguards… Absurd or farce… Sensible or sincere… Disparate or prudent… Moderate or scattered… Coherent or excellent… Different or … Continue reading Lives
Who gave you that last hug, the one that healed your soul… that split your fears into pieces… who took any discomfort…? Who caressed your hand… … Continue reading Hugs
¿Quién te dio ese último abrazo, ese que te curó el alma… que partió en pedazos tus miedos… que se llevó consigo cualquier desconsuelo…? ¿Quién acarició … Continue reading Abrazos
Borders… Of countries, of hearts, of states or relations, of continents or lives… Of mixed feelings, of past without a cure, of present without cradle, or … Continue reading Borders
Always love yourself… Because if the vessel is empty, you can not fill another… Because if the moon is sick, it can not shine… Because the … Continue reading Always love yourself
Quiérete siempre…
Porque si la vasija está vacía,
no podrá colmar…
Porque si la luna está enferma… continuar leyendo
Sometimes we sail alone, between seas of silver, in the middle of narrow sunsets of gall… Sometimes we cross gray oceans, of real fears, that grieve … Continue reading Sometimes
There are days when you want only to escape… of your life, of your body, of that bitter pain, what are you wearing inside… To go … Continue reading The last tear
