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1.0k · Apr 2019
Julio Apr 2019
My shelves and desks
they are full of pencils
of varied origins
some unknown

How did they arrive?
I have not been to all
Mysterious Arrivals
from unknown places

But they are here and there
blacks, blues
yellows, reds
even some of indefinable colors

All write well
good pencils
And it's funny
Well, I do not write
786 · May 2019
Recipe of life
Julio May 2019
One great love
Two good memories
Four of five cured pains
Three friends at least
Four unexpected surprises
may tears
and thousands of smiles
577 · Jul 2019
Gray and light Sunday
Julio Jul 2019
A cold and calm dawn,
with the silence that the snow gives.
Some bird songs are heard
leaving clear tracks on the crunchy ground

The sun doesn't even guess above.

The heat of your hand
rub my cold lips.
The words are crystal clear
when they are said.

Today I see you all
and it is not necessary to understand
listening your soul
on an empty day of words

Today our love is diaphanous and simple.
511 · Dec 2019
I´m a live bubble
Julio Dec 2019
I'm just a bubble of foam from a wave that breaks on the coast
452 · May 2019
Here and There
Julio May 2019
I don't know there ......
but here,
the morning is of icicles,
of cold breath,
of a distant sun.

I don't konw there ......
Prima silence,
the white roundness,
and the blue clean.

the leaves dazzle,
the water runs dense .....
the ice melts.

And there?

There was not there ...
but here,
I look to the East,
my eternal horizon,
the white vastness.

the creatures enjoy the morning,
the crispy floor,
snort and dare.


I don't konw there ......
but here,
the day unfolds radiant
and full of promises.

Today ..........  any promises radiant there?
356 · Apr 2019
Today night
Julio Apr 2019
All my stars are above
The Rus its turns to a pale red
Its autumn
Some voices hear in this night
The south crux is in posisition
Its my night
Its your night too
344 · Aug 2019
A morning in the rain
Julio Aug 2019
Our soaked faces
in a warm rain
The laughs, the jokes
our looks

Wet hugs
shiny skins
yearning bodies
on that morning

It was a great rain
of sparkling moments
our love  all around us..... was a great day

Life never stops
328 · Jun 2019
Julio Jun 2019
The Terran Odor of the poplar
The spicy aromas of pine and cypress
The deep mist of quebracho
The Splendid peppers
of the ñire
Fragrances of me fires
303 · May 2019
One Night Bitcool
Julio May 2019
The moth is still there,
in search of light on the table.
And the glass is definitely there,
And the moth does not understand.

I lost the lighter
no phosphoros
only the hot water tank pilot
And I have so many cigarettes!

I must learn hindu,
or imagine how they
This "Brisas del Mar"
does not have any of that
and it smells like a dog.

Today potato cake,
I think well done.
With black olives,
morron, good layer of cheese

The bottle was left in the sideboard
with his cork and hood,
unscathed and surprised

It's just that I do not drink alone
and a bottle is not a company.

I call Pedro, Clemente's nephew
Everything is fine,
That the lagoon still does not freeze
He  awaits me when I want

The address of Clemente
41º31.35 57 "S
68º 41.47 88 "O
but I know how to get there,
where today I would like to be.

The music tonight sounds flat,
It does not envelop me, I leave it anyway
Maybe someone listens
tonight better than me

Kosova returned tired of the forest
she has a hard time and it is hard for her to adjust.
The same will fall asleep at thebottom of the stairs
I called Pablo, I must give him the injection soon.

There is no wind, there are no sounds,
the incense defintively smells like a dog
No offense to anyone

I have to sleep, I'm tired,
but I'm not sleepy .......
300 · Jul 2019
Lesson 4
Julio Jul 2019
there is no forgiveness
without redemption
despite the flower
288 · Aug 2019
Memento 1
Julio Aug 2019
Memories like drops in the sand
but  not lost
they come and go
today and always

The feeling of petals brushing my face
wrapped my body in your vibrant voice
the complicity of ours skins
and the delicious humidities

I remember that day
that moment
that you
today and always
245 · Jul 2019
Emptiness night
Julio Jul 2019
Without your voice and your whispers
nor your warmth
and your softness
This bed seems bigger

Without you
the night is broken
and meaningless
Tonight the stars turn to black
233 · Jul 2019
Time Square 5 pm
Julio Jul 2019
Storm of people

All gestures in endless bursts
between the rumor of hundreds of languages
and music!
In one single place

All hopes, dreams,
fustrations and pains,
walking fast
without looking at

Infinite destinies!

Experimental crucible
and you there perceiving everything
enjoying it all........
......not a simple Miracle
232 · Jun 2019
Both sides are one
Julio Jun 2019
Only in silence the word
Only in the darkness the light
Only in death does life
The flight of the falcon shines in an empty sky
228 · Dec 2019
Julio Dec 2019
If we bet the obvious
We Will lose
212 · Jul 2020
Voices from another time
Julio Jul 2020
We who have lived almost everything
It is the memories that surround us
The hope in you
in your dreams and in your joyous strength

You must know
We have less certainty
Fewer dreams
Fewer doors to open

This is life

But in something we are alike
life is only worth living
as if we were eternal
until the end

Have a great trip
211 · Jan 2019
Julio Jan 2019
Tightening the eyelids,
I will play,
waiting for them to knock on the door ...

Remembering: queens never make deals.

I've heard it in the songs,
but do not judge me for that.

When you are in danger,
do not sink your head in the sand.

The desert listens,
and one day,
it will be a cry

We die
in the midst of wonders.

Let's sit on the floor,
and tell us stories.
This man can say ....
what bubbles in your heart.

I walk alone,
under the moon,
listening to the language of the earth.
powerful is the sound.

What is urgent inside me,
that almost made me worthy,
not for being, for knowing.

I have traveled,
I have been a pilgrim,
and I did not faint,
I'm still standing.

Maybe sometime,
you feel your soul reborn.
I just hope I can know it.

And remember:
The queens never comply a deal.
209 · Jul 2019
Julio Jul 2019
A miracle of the earth
and the hands
under an unbeaten Sun
the wise wait
and the seasons

Meat and blood
of the land and Us
201 · May 2019
Life as I see
Julio May 2019
The sun shining a dawn
A smooth skin
An accomplice
(better more)
The flowering in spring!

Thrush singing in the at morning
and the evening.
The rains!
A good breakfast
a better dinner

The smile of a girl,
the advice of an old man.
the beginnings.

A few snowflakes caressing the face.
The tickle of the wind.
A word of encouragement.
Redemption and forgiveness.



You must be able to see then.
192 · Apr 2019
A very human woman
Julio Apr 2019
She walks lightly
or rather go
from a distance she seems fragile
Her smile confuses us happily

Seeing the look, doubt grows,
just some glint of her eyes
give fractions of some certainty,
just for moments

At the time
you already know that height is not measured
that her hands are from the earth
that if the water demands her
she dives

She needs the Sun,
she is a being of the mornings
enjoy the aroma of dew
of those who nourish
of those that sprout and make sprout

She is tribal
the pain demands from her certainties
because the harmony slips from the soul
she is human, very human.

Now I see she
alone on the road,
fly to be light
dancing down the *****,
in the silence of the morning.
191 · Mar 2020
A simple life
Julio Mar 2020
I've already lived, I think, most of my life
Time breaks down and disarms
Time is always short, slender.

And not by looking back,
I have to become salt.
Life is full of miracles and wonders

Even in the mud
In despair,
in the void
and the anguish

And for that I give thanks

Even near  the end
The moon is my friend
Julio Jun 2019
A spring afternoon in Vuelta de Oviglado ... never was the green of the leaves so green.

My sister telling me that she would be  mother.

The hot afternoon arriving to Molinos, drinking water and eating bread in the fountain of the square.

The tales of Cachimayo by the light of the embers.

Listen to Patricia's voice calling me to dinner.

The night of love and balconies under the stars with Ro.

In her last autumn ,  Kosova happily running through the snow.
177 · Sep 2019
Love ways
Julio Sep 2019
Friend of the soul,
my brother.

Do you remember grandfather's attempts with the violin?
And grandma's cake?
You are good then ...

There are still things that give you goosebumps ...?
A word,
or a smile
or the white of a snowfall,

You weigh your affections
even above your appetites?
Are you loyal even though you shouldn't be?
Do you look at the moon every so often?

If so,
I have good news
very good news

You are still alive!
Julio Dec 2019
What you do not give, you take it away.

Only a little sand fits in a closed hand,
and  open one let all the desert sand pass.

In autumn the forces regroup,
mutan, shut up .....
..... in spring they will be scream and scandal

To give you must be willing to receive.

That leaf is eternal ....... !.
175 · May 2019
A confession
Julio May 2019
I know of someone who covered a balcony of roses for love
I know of some that burned ships in the sunrise in love
I have trusted and been betrayed
I have betrayed by not understanding

I have lived
right or wrong
I have believed and I still believe
I can still love .......
175 · Sep 2019
Bloom soon!
Julio Sep 2019
here spring broke his back to winter
all awakening is coming
And Im glad for this
170 · Nov 2020
Trust in warm
Julio Nov 2020
Leave your body in my arms
Let yourself feel the warm heat of me
Trust a hope without promises
My arms are an extension of my soul
And your body of mine
Julio Mar 2020
Fate has put us here and now

In isolation and virtuality we die at least a little

We can hear, read  and see each other
But the skin and breath of the other have been lost
Hugs freeze in midair
The humidities are missed

This is the sacrifice
For what we love
For what we want to preserve
We must die for a while

Today loving is being alone
162 · May 2019
the breeze of the heart
Julio May 2019
A secret to discover is closed in us
One treasure shines here cradles the heart but
It is hidden in the words and in the burning hands
In the sweetness of crying in the warm caresses

In the blue glow of the air a seagull
In the white sea of sonic foam
Curious lurks the pink candles
Looking for our treasure

The breeze plays like a gazelle
Over all white and Gold street
Curious peers at the window slit
The search for our treasure
Dolce Pontes E. Morricone
156 · Apr 2020
Quarantine day # 22
Julio Apr 2020
In quarantine the glasses appear thicker
The furthest trees
muted sounds
Life slows down

I am losing the memory of hugs,
the softness of the skins,
the intensity of the looks
and the heat of the kisses

I'm like in a long dream
In which I go from hope to weariness
The leaves seem to sway to the beat of a music I do not hear.
Isolation makes me feel strange

And by the way the sky is clearer
152 · May 2019
Red Hot Begining
Julio May 2019
Your red-hot smile
through the steam cafe
on a cold and quiet morning
its good start today
152 · Jul 2019
Beloved red
Julio Jul 2019
The one with the flowers
The one of my blood to sprout
The one with longing lips
That strange red of dawn
The red of hating
That red of love

I love this red
145 · Aug 2019
Confession 5
Julio Aug 2019
I assume my sins
my life, my deads
what I have left
it's more than a groan

I broke promises
I killed some hopes
walking winding roads
not defeated

My soul is not captive
shouts ,
and sometimes he cries.

My love still survives

The winds of the West will bring me peace
142 · May 2019
Fill in the blanks
Julio May 2019
I wonder if

Because i believe if

so  my spirit would be free
136 · Jun 2019
Bottle 0003
Julio Jun 2019
How do we survive pain?

forgetting it
accepting it
transforming it
forgiving them
forgiving us

Making pain a beginning
131 · Dec 2019
Happy New Dreams
Julio Dec 2019
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of dreams
and go for them.
Tonight I will   make a toast for a happy new year for you and your dreams!
Go for all your dreams!
Julio May 2019
Roaring walls of water and crazed foam
Stubborn gulls
A complete and eternal gray
sea bear bellows

Here life is rude
Here life gives us hope
128 · May 2019
A warm nihgt
Julio May 2019
I am testing a cabernet franc
"Aguijón de abeja"
Seeing the stars
Bellow this spledorous Sky
In a warm night
122 · Jul 2019
Lesson 5
Julio Jul 2019
to give
you have to be willing to receive
even without the flower
122 · Jun 2019
People and Wine
Julio Jun 2019
People are like wines,
Or it is the reverse?

Uniques, unrepeatables.
Surprisings,  forcefuls,
capricious, forgettables,
rudes, youngs, matures .........

I like wine
I love people
121 · Jul 2019
Lesson 1
Julio Jul 2019
Live first
Die after
118 · May 2019
Julio May 2019
Loves us who shares our rareties.
Who is our compilice and witness
Who accepts us as we are,
without understanding us.

Who enjoy our misteries.
Who knows about our dark sides
and lovingly illuminates them

Love us who knows that we are
under the same stars
118 · Jul 2019
Lesson 3
Julio Jul 2019
perceives the flower as a flower
even in its absence
114 · Jun 2019
Bottle 0001
Julio Jun 2019
You do not have to live the moment as if it were the last
You have to live it just like it is
Irrepeatable and unique

113 · May 2019
Haiku 0002
Julio May 2019
Archie is a dog
not mine, from the neighbor.

We love each other

I understand hin
Archie understand me too
What better love?

We are pretty quiet,
we always look in the eyes,
What better love?

And Archie trusts me.
I always trust  him as well
What better love?

Finding us is good,
Share moments of the day
What better love?

Tell you about him,
about Archie and our days
That is love too.
113 · Jan 2019
Mari Mari
Julio Jan 2019
There is a girl,
on the threshold of the world,
right there,
where everything is

But there are no castanets.

There is a girl,
as of Blue, she is of all colors,
with smiles of sunrises.
As a girl she has all ages,

anxious about life,
delight of this life.

Drawing back the veils of time,
with a lot of effort,
she knows about death,
as much as I know

She has hope somewhere.

Soft and hard,
never give up,
Even in the night!
She wants to be eternal.

There is a girl sitting,
It's a girl,
who longs,
that suffers,
Even almost losing the balance.

Where the night and the day are one
uncertain place, she is

There is a ******* the edge of the world!
112 · Jan 2019
Julio Jan 2019
Ema has eyes of full silence
that silently say it all
Look of gentle wolf
wolf herd mother

Warm eyes, flashes of the soul
Where you can guess pride
They overflow tenaciously,
of woman of the earth,
hands on earth

Ema's eyes

That tell still alive stories
With the softness of the iron edge
With the shine of fine steel

If one knows how to see,
see in the eyes of Ema.

Eyes that become gigantic in mine
Deep in the deep
Recognizing signs and traces
of Yesterday, of Today, of the future,
of the eternal.

Eyes of a wolf herd mother.
This is how Ema's eyes are.
Ema is a loving and brave mother of a huge farmer family who lives in the middle of the patagonian steppes.
A splendorous  and wise wooman like the earth and her eyes...........
104 · Jun 2019
Julio Jun 2019
Brave hearts that bleed
Indomitable souls what they want break
Free  humans
Spirits who feel lonely

You are not alone.

We are above the dame sky
104 · Jun 2019
Bottle 0004
Julio Jun 2019
You ask me if I'm happy.......
.....I answer you

You're a cool surprise breeze.

For you,
life kisses me on the mouth......
once again

By your eyes in my eyes
at night
I hope the morning doesn't come
104 · Jan 2019
Julio Jan 2019
Perfums of the pink acacia,
a moon crowned with lips of fires.
the silent vision of some bodies,
in a flowery bridge.

intimate secrets,
breezes of aromas,
destiny  of time.

A good body does not age quickly,
everyone knows.

Song of the night to the light,
shine of eyes without light
howls of loneliness,
and only a small pain.

The memories spill,
sneak in the sand,
and for tomorrow........
no traces

And the raging winds will roar.

There is nothing more visible than what is not.
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