Categoría: Sunday word hunter: poetry and nonsense
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One of those days
Today you weren’t you. Chicken, The one you love raw and from breast… You ate it cooked and from leg. On the spot. Without a plate. Meow are you? What’s the code word to recognize? Same face and voice I can conclude. Behaviour? Foreign I must tell. Whatever, You’re still that fluffy boo of mine.
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Espóradico
Hacha doble neumáticaContra superficies compactadas.Con envoltura de seda escudaríaQue sobrevive a tierra peroTan frágil que la lluvia quiebra.Así,Apenas mira fuera,En un sueño ya despierta.
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Relaxed blink
At peace without, Any scorching moth, Trampling insistent on me. So a rest knowing there is not; An unicorn admiring my unique being, Thinking how to thread my mind within. So delighted I’m unpromised, a vessel of my own. Without a master to fate me I’m throwing a tiny party of ice cream.
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Ardent
Bare legs, Short dress. Flirty transparent, Sun beams enraged then. A hell! Baseball caps and hats, Normally not on sight. The supermarket’s shelves, Replenished with fans, To keep the already stiff-air, Licking humans to surviving grades. Water and ice to rise, Tomatoes red in price. My plants frozen by sizzling waves. I, in underwear waiting…
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El greco
A pyrotechnic display of mightEmerald green ascending blissHis troubled face suffering the agony of skiesHence up and down the bench I went.Closer and further,awed in discovery.It lasted what my pained feet.Indeed the fire etched in my eyes.Ferocious I came to see how much of lifeWithout imagined reality;It comes down crushing minds.Not everyone survives without imposed…
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Jacket
Round and deformed, Its red being a challenge of fit. First the back took up a while, Its big b making it un-straight. Then the front wouldn’t reach. Try two acute unmatching halves to make sense. No shoulders to hold, The seams to connect front with rear. Arms too short for sleeves to run along. Sewing by hand,…
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Línea 102
Perpleja, Un error en pantalla. Crítico, por demás. Mi sitio, gagá. ¿Qué arreglar? ¿Dónde descargar? ¿El qué, debería preguntar? ¡Cpanel, ábrete sesámo! La contraseña no es esa. Verdadero hay que marcar el debug, Y la línea 102 del plug-in… ¿Faltan líneas si solo encuentro 70? Descomprimir el achivo zip… ¿En qué carpeta del archivo raíz?…
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With fault
A dream notFor the things that pass down.Perfect?Hell no!For the powder needed in white form.Slightly yellowing inside and…What else?Skin that’s gained experience?Maybe thirty minutes at most,Walking the streets, alone.Lost the speed to run after the bus.Maybe,Just maybe.A bit more than enough.
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Un poema
Apenas nadaApenas cierto.Claro como el cielo. Helado sin prospectos.Atorado en el esófago de aquello.Un guisante en el desierto. Diccionario escaso cuyas páginas en blanco esperan otro día.Otro vistazo que alargue su vida.Pintura derretida o pan de oro según decida.No mi voluntad.Sino tú vista.