Thin and small ice sheet
floating alone at midnight,
as sharp as the... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 3 Views added 23 hours ago
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My Queen brightly blooms from the henna tree,
Awakened dawn pales before the beams of her smile.
More soothing than waves given by the sea,
Bathing each breeze with their scent on an isle.
Smearing raindrops of Heaven like a balm,
... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 35 Views added 4 days ago
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Mi reina es flor de la alheña.
El lucero del alba, su rubor.
Pintora del sol, raya la peña,
y baña la brisa con su olor.
Bálsamo torrencial de lo alto,
casta bajo la luna desnuda,
que a veces visita mi cuarto,
y todas las heridas me... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 29 Views added 6 days ago
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Como un secreto digo,
del tamaño de un ombligo,
que será puesto un hueco,
y todo lo que le meto
más mojado que un... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 14 Views added 13 days ago
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¿Cuántas veces veo al gato,
usando como zapatos
cuatro tiburones,
que solamente se comen,
de un sifón, los... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 14 Views added 17 days ago
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Twice hung with a breeze cool of shades vast,
Two fruits, which rind plump, more lush than the sea,
Above eager ants climbing a tall tree,
As high as can solely reach a plumb mast.
Much grain shall overshadow the hue of sand,
Quicker than... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 152 Views added 25 days ago
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I sadly enjoy that the day,
sun lower than a bale of hay,
and his brighter kinship, the night,
higher than bliss and delight,
ask not their richness, we... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 19 Views added 28 days ago
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Como el bambú,
con completa firmeza,
si me preguntan,
bien diré lo sentido
sobre mi amor por... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 38 Views added 1 month ago
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A rock fell through a sheen windowpane,
Glass shattered, spilled on the floor of silk,
Heard loudly at night, which startled all ilk,
And silence sauntered as a crooked cane.
Alas! deserted branches on a tree,
Gardens painted by opaque rays... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 34 Views added 1 month ago
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When pruned wings heal and wish again to soar,
eager, yet each step taken slow,
Moving closer to nine sisters of yore,
Do I sail where this bark can only row.
Fresh wreathes start to unfold amid the mist
That fades and gives rise to a... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 176 Views added 2 months ago
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Tom: "Why must the path be straight?"
Amanda: "It is the only way to Heaven's... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 20 Views added 2 months ago
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Lo que la orilla cede,
y roña larga acede,
de los errores de Adán,
al comer frutas con pan:
¡Por eso la tierra... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 15 Views added 2 months ago
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Horizons dry not those fountains,
when war stains purple the ground,
not even in times of Titans,
and thunder mutes waves of sound
that rain from peaks of keen... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 20 Views added 2 months ago
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La nieve marcha sin parar:
lengua dulce al cantar
de lo que la Navidad
ceba con mucha bondad,
del canto lindo del... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 28 Views added 2 months ago
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No tiene horizonte,
con dientes de mastodonte,
más seca que una pasa:
y el cielo bien rebosa
vaquería de un... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 11 Views added 3 months ago
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Las frutas debajo del sol, nada,
por un techo que no tienen las casas.
Lo que la noche brota en albas,
gano con mi capa y espada.
Del huerto quiero tener el sabor,
que del melocotón se derramó,
de la paz del mundo que la buscó
y camina... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 26 Views added 3 months ago
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Love’s poisonous darts descend fast as fate,
while the sun’s rays slither down a taut vale,
and thrice by two blood-shot eyes full of hate,
do we toss and turn still in that rough gale.
My tears run down my face like a quick stream,
... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 31 Views added 3 months ago
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Revolution:
The consequences of a human state;
Unwanted, undesirable, harmful pollution of the mental,
facts fundamental:
components that serve as a cause of the central fusion changed.
Placed for the effects,
deliberately arranged in advance;... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 283 Views added 3 months ago
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Lo tildaron, Perencejo,
el que usa el espejo,
para sinfín contemplar
su imagen al mirar,
en el baño del... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 1 View added 3 months ago
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once was a man named Mow,
who just for a drink or a joe,
would sit on a chair,
breathing calmly the air,
on his head as a friendly... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 15 Views added 3 months ago
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¿cuántos son los anillos
que tiene el redondo,
que ni con antifaz
esconde lo que la paz
me pesca desde el... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 2 Views added 4 months ago
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perro mojao vi pulgas,
cada una con las largas
tablas de surfear,
cual las ondas en el mar,
si comparte las... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 9 Views added 4 months ago
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In the silent bed of time, I sleep,
slowly breathing while clouds darken the sky.
As far as horizons and just as deep,
more gently does not a breeze, I think, sigh.
Slowly, I can feel you appear like dew,
or lightning flashing its bright... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 143 Views added 4 months ago
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Nocturnal, my light,
Sharp winds whisper on a shore;
Bright shades under... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 5 Views added 4 months ago
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Nature shall yet draw
rays of the sun in a kilt,
like what stars can... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 176 Views added 5 months ago
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Cardenal alto:
y es hallada pluma
de ave... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 229 Views added 5 months ago
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El botón del abanico,
cara de un mudo pico,
que ya pudo respirar
lo que le quiso soplar
una vez un ojo chico.... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 12 Views added 6 months ago
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Sillas, cual troncos,
con las hojas que bailan
en cada... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 5 Views added 6 months ago
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Velas debajo del cielo en el mar,
lengua de un beso cual arpón,
gira en las nubes el corazón:
olas son orillas para besar.
Lo que los rayos dan para pescar
en el horizonte del tiburón,
pero de la ballena la canción
llena que me permite... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 274 Views added 6 months ago
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An outstretched river
runs to the sea, clad in lead,
quicker than... – by Roberto Suárez Torres | 11 Views added 6 months ago
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