NOCHE PERPETUA Todo estaba consumado, se había dicho la última palabra y yo me quedé junto a mi ventana y te vi partir. Te detuviste en la esquina, en la mancha de luz de un farol. Tu pelo era oro y tu abrigo una llama roja en la noche. Subiste la mirada una vez, tu cara un borrón pálido a través... Sign in to see full entry.
ARIEL'S POETRY BLOG:
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About this Blog
Here you can find the poetry that I've scattered about my Journal blog since I joined last year, all laid out in nice neat rows for your enjoyment. If you look closely, you might find a few other things as well.
Recent Entries
- THERE, BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD, GO I. A prose poem? Poetic prose? You say.
- DAMNED THINGS ARE LIKE KIDS! WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE UP TO OUT OF YOUR SIGHT
- A POEM.
- YOU GO ON BLOGGIN' AN' GOGGLIN' AND THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU. Yikes, or me!
- LOVE CAN BE REALLY TOUGH AT TIMES, CAN'T IT?