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There was a day

A day when the heavens spoke with tears

turning their thirsty penalty

In just a poem ...

-but- enough

To unravel the stars

(Slowly)

And remember to embrace the life entrenched

had remained faithful to all our time.

And as the night they danced jealous

covered the face

(From a desert night )

and love for his work

captive hearts kisses In

, and there was a day ...-

One day trapped in the vortex of a poem ...

Y-tracks revived

In the body Sky

And the stars with their wings

wet with his clothes

lost Sadness .

And even among all those craving retained

still in shocked silence

A tear lived ...

And life?

Life continued its course

As eternal compass

-in the soul-

Without stopping his tired feet

In that hidden place of forgetting.

Alma Cervantes

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I find, I said with a faltering voice

hold her and look
caress with words, thought a poet
barefoot.


climbed to his feet and walked with him a minute

-us was unfaithful.

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I arrived, I'm here early

I arrived just in time, you sought me?
Yes I was looking for, but it is too late. Must have come before. Now the game does not work.
But dammit, I delayed a minute after his call, Mr. Andonaegui
. What was so urgent that he could not wait a minute? Think you have to walk a few blocks away does not carry at least one minute time?
Yes, I know. But you do not know that the need can not wait a minute, or few blocks away. And it is presented.
you rather intolerant, or do you want everyone to be at his feet, waiting for the slightest sign of his need. That is not going to help. No one can be inside of you to grab it out of need or any of its organs.
What happens when this happens? when no one can be at the mouth of visceral need? Nothing
my friend. I'm not okay. Simply discard and I stand, right here. waiting.
Waiting for what?
Whatever, I can take what is presented.
And no show anything? Do not take anything? Volume
anything. Something took. Although it is nothing. And with that I continue my story.

Do not worry friend. I'm like, do not feel guilty. You did the best he could. Me too. Although it is not what we need, you or me.

History can also be written.

I know how.
Good bye friend. Goodbye Mr Andonaegui
.

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Mr. Andonaegui





Was that music bears and chocolate
shared on a cold night
of faces with eyes backwards?

You found my friend

sea uncrossed in the lyrics of a song
that melted in the heat of a word



heard right hand and took my finger

unfinished once drew

your forms in a moment of delirium

Now you're here with me in the morning
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Now
feel it is early to be so late.

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I inhale the musty smell illusions

who remained tied to my life

Bocas wounds

-Hands- empty

converted Prison poetry.

I do not know when my eyes dried

(Y knotted tears)

A heavy silence dug into my body

Excluding the pleasure of its corners.

And there

Or maybe I was aged

faded in some places the road

silenced burying kisses

-A love -

anonymous epitaph in oblivion.

Alma Cervantes

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verse of a night of mystery



His hands
draw my shadow and my words
chest soft spring which
sleep theirs.
Do not wake up, there is no urgency:
war not yet begun. ----------------------------



No war is hidden, sir.
They come in all kinds
but the best is one where
flags planted in the grounds so strong and deep

that leave them with the last breath
embraced them. ----------------------------



that my reason is always vulnerable
words and let the past take
point where the moment is not shown

and mystery without witnesses.



----------------------------- Let my reason is
prisoner if that means an eternity chained
the mystery of the moment in which the word becomes
beat.
Let the beat is reflected in the look
and will that reflect the
discover that behind every shadow

just have another heartbeat. -----------------------------



would not you condemn
if I put my reason in chains.
would you most beautiful mystery
and sin would be not committed. -------------------------------



If your sin is my reason
chain and take the green candle
and horse-drawn carriage through the streets that the Arbiter

sizing because you are my heretic. -------------------------------

Perhaps

achieved, sailor dreams
tangled his hands in mine and your kiss
smooth sailing all night until the light
opens my day. ------------------------------







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What bothers him, Iparraguirre? I already forgot about that. And was, as they say young people.
do I still inflaming the already inflamed minutes of my life? You want I explode? He does not realize that I'm trying to live in a flat where everything is flat? And you want to ignite? Want to be a balloon and begins to float?
Please Iparraguirre, leave the fucking man! Why keep looking for the outrage? Why?
Look, I recommend you see a friend of mine. Mr. Andonaegui. I think it's going to find it now. Chat with him. It is a rare, but it is spot on everything. Well, Iparraguirre, you see.

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played this weekend to ride the pace car festival. Almost every song you
returned to my head. And there have been many songs.
not matter if the letter saying that I hope you end up hanging from a pine tree, tell me if you can sleep or don't live here I guided my line.

Because everything is so confusing that if you do not miss you or angry with you further. So confused and
among people looking for your shoes, not quite sure what my reaction would have been yours for some all the dancing at my side.

And deep down you are my expectations of your charm. What bothers me more than losing the illusions to lose you.

But I can not say, or high, because it should not cost me go over something that gave me the chance of an afternoon half away from the others.

Today I come home early and wanted to tell you that the planets are left on Friday. But I will not do, because this time you have to come to me and not in any way.
Even if it costs you keep for me the sensations that would live as yours.

Working for the summer is all mine. Running away from your smile.
turning his head more times than necessary.
You turn my head more than necessary.

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jealous looking Muchachito

landscape of mountains

and foot of a gazelle.

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moon looking

and without love you stay.

Muchachito you leave your land

leaving her

your whole life.

Open your wings and look

those kids

one day leave.

Muchachito not cry to heaven

that tear hurts

go and touch a star.

May your lips smile

translates that offense

the most beautiful word.

boy who loves pints

draws on the moon

your dreams in it.

Alma Cervantes

August 2010

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abstract

there are gaps in my tracks

of words that are hidden in images

fake

of vain silence.

in the mirror and not reflected

the moment of poetry

in your hands roam

my sides, my corners and my angles.

abstraction is that I lack

is the reality that imprisons me

and binds me

and makes me want to be lyrics.

If only one more

front of me

no other image of your being

but your poem and your indecision!

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What is sad ?
When poetry becomes vague
in broken words comes the tears forgotten

the thirst of memory ...
the echo of the verse.

And you're not where you live
not
marched one day and wrote my empty hands

silence-a silence without face-
(I named sadness)


Not knowing what was and perhaps still are
-only muse and poet hidden tear
when that silenced the words
born
and sadness.

(my insomnia)
Alma Cervantes

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I LOVE the moon that was broken off in pieces
swinging their strange rays
am the light that has tasted the heavens
(in riddles written memories)

I am the sun is not
and thirsty desert is behind some sleep the night I'm
strokes
-alone star that falls asleep in the waiting-

'm So before I
-a last fleeting as the wind kick up the leaves and
dry.

In my hands traced the lines of disappointments and bitter
destinations.

was not easy, counting the hours
uncertain among all my dark nights
to my body and tucked the absence
raged in my skin over time.

returned to the dusty trail
forgotten even in the absence
found my way to hell
that love became the sky. And looking

signal paths in your footsteps
I could see that when touched, not hurt them.

Raising my prayer at the end of the road
Would you believe you, love that my steps found?

spines where your feet were pink
walked so alive, covered with kisses. Alma Cervantes

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To hell, my love



I have two new blisters on the feet, one on each instep.

When it seems that there is no room for a scar, life insists on reminding us that the skin is our largest organ and there is always room for the consequences of our wrecks.

From my shipwrecks continued.

And my experiments in blind alleys. Of those that always yield the same anywhere.

Where I come back with encouragement along the ground and head in a storm.

War wounds and empty hands. And the weary.

Because in the end it is always the same. Because there was never easily satisfied.

settle Because I do not know complicates things. And nobody taught me to be quiet and go with the flow. And I'm not sure I wanted to learn to do that.

Not even if my feet hurt every day a little more. And my mouth begins to forget how to say I miss you too or I stay here with you all.

may simply not know it otherwise not be my way.

The way of eternal dreamers.

Of the losers.