"liii" poems
Blues Haiku
Freddie King’s guitar
Waits for a big leg woman
Fishnets adorn mine
Self Portrait LIII
Reading street hieroglyphics
comfortable in it’s dark caress
Buildings like promises
Broken and lost
The wheels spinning
My mp3 jazz loop
Sing that skit skat baby
The things I tell my pillow makes it blush
Self Portrait 54
Weekend
Books at half mast
Reading a book on Af Am essays
Wondering what happened to
The ‘Dream”
Monday
Listening to Bob Segar and Snoop
Tatas at attention mode
Bopping to the
Unemployment office
to see a lady about a check
and a “Dream Deferred”
Sep 16, 2012
Sep 16, 2012 at 11:10 AM UTC
*Volverán las oscuras golondrinas
en tu balcón sus nidos a colgar,
y otra vez con el ala a sus cristales
jugando llamarán.
Pero aquellas que el vuelo refrenaban
tu hermosura y mi dicha a contemplar,
aquellas que aprendieron nuestros nombres...
¡esas... no volverán!.
Volverán las tupidas madreselvas
de tu jardín las tapias a escalar,
y otra vez a la tarde aún más hermosas
sus flores se abrirán.
Pero aquellas, cuajadas de rocío
cuyas gotas mirábamos temblar
y caer como lágrimas del día...
¡esas... no volverán!
Volverán del amor en tus oídos
las palabras ardientes a sonar;
tu corazón de su profundo sueño
tal vez despertará.
Pero mudo y absorto y de rodillas
como se adora a Dios ante su altar,
como yo te he querido...; desengáñate,
¡así... no te querrán!
Lee todo en: Rima LIII - Poemas de Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer http://www.poemas-del-alma.com/rima-liii.htm#ixzz32XxscF4bVolverán las oscuras golondrinas
en tu balcón sus nidos a colgar,
y otra vez con el ala a sus cristales
jugando llamarán.
Pero aquellas que el vuelo refrenaban
tu hermosura y mi dicha a contemplar,
aquellas que aprendieron nuestros nombres...
¡esas... no volverán!.
Volverán las tupidas madreselvas
de tu jardín las tapias a escalar,
y otra vez a la tarde aún más hermosas
sus flores se abrirán.
Pero aquellas, cuajadas de rocío
cuyas gotas mirábamos temblar
y caer como lágrimas del día...
¡esas... no volverán!
Volverán del amor en tus oídos
las palabras ardientes a sonar;
tu corazón de su profundo sueño
tal vez despertará.
Pero mudo y absorto y de rodillas
como se adora a Dios ante su altar,
como yo te he querido...; desengáñate,
¡así... no te querrán!*
― Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
stencil skin
perforated by thousands of honeycombs
stretched over a canvas of bones
a grey eye of the storm
inside solenoid ribs
electromagnetic apparatus
stained by organisms
without programming
ceaseless reproduction
asexual monolithic tyrant womb entity
gaping mouth
holocaust of birth
avatar of terror
antithesis of providence
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC
Aquí está el pan, el vino, la mesa, la morada:
el menester del hombre, la mujer y la vida:
a este sitio corría la paz vertiginosa,
por esta luz ardió la común quemadura.
Honor a tus dos manos que vuelan preparando
los blancos resultados del canto y la cocina,
salve! la integridad de tus pies corredores,
viva! la bailarina que baila con la escoba.
Aquellos bruscos ríos con aguas y amenazas,
aquel atormentado pabellón de la espuma,
aquellos incendiaron panales y arrecifes
son hoy este reposo de tu sangre en la mía,
este cauce estrellado y azul como la noche,
esta simplicidad sin fin de la ternura.
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Volverán las oscuras golondrinas
en tu balcón sus nidos a colgar,
y otra vez con el ala a sus cristales
jugando llamarán.
Pero aquellas que el vuelo refrenaban
tu hermosura y mi dicha a contemplar,
aquellas que aprendieron nuestros nombres...
¡esas... no volverán!
Volverán las tupidas madreselvas
de tu jardín las tapias a escalar,
y otra vez a la tarde aún más hermosas
sus flores se abrirán.
Pero aquellas, cuajadas de rocío
cuyas gotas mirábamos temblar
y caer como lágrimas del día...
¡esas... no volverán!
Volverán del amor en tus oídos
las palabras ardientes a sonar;
tu corazón de su profundo sueño
tal vez despertará.
Pero mudo y absorto y de rodillas
como se adora a Dios ante su altar,
como yo te he querido...; desengáñate,
¡así... no te querrán!
992
The Best Plan Ever
I’m never gonna leave you, I’m never gonna say goodbye,
Because today I had a thought and it changed my mind
And it changed my life
And it changed my mind
And it changed…my…liii-ife.
I’m going to be with you, for the rest of my life.
I just didn’t have the time to work it out before now;
But this new plan of mine is to make you my wife,
Because without your love in my life I will forever feel down.
I like this plan, of loving you forever;
It’s one I’m gonna cling to, it’s a tie I’ll never sever.
I love this plan, of loving you forever;
It’s the best plan ever, it’s the best plan everrrrr!!!.
And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.
And it feels like the best plan ever,
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.
I’m gonna love you more than you ever thought I could.
I want you to know that with me, anything you could become.
I have a master plan on how we can beat the traps set by love;
We’re gonna stay together longer than anyone ever said we would.
I love you, and I know you love me, my love bomb,
So let’s go show them exactly what our love is like.
It burns so bright that their jealousy can do us no harm.
I’m gonna love you forever, I’m gonna make you my life.
I like this plan of loving you forever.
It’s one I’m gonna cling to; it’s a tie I’ll never sever.
I love this plan of loving you forever;
It’s the best plan ever, it’s the best plan everrrrr!!!.
And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.
And it feels like the best plan ever.
The best plan ever,
The best plan ever, this is a bond I’ll never sever.
One last time I must tell you I love you,
Because I know you truly…love meee…tooooooo.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
He saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him,
I thought he was only trying to run me down, again.
But he was right.
That evening, I met a gentleman,
that swept my feet away,
stole my heart,
and gave me clouds to sleep on.
I got to see flowers in different colours,
He drew rainbows for me to slide down,
He took me out for a walk in Hyde Park,
took my breath away,
my soul away,
and then, he took my happiness away too.
When he left.
Because I got tired of laughing just too much,
What I wanted was to rest a little, to be calm, to feel like home, to be still.
But he,
He craved the constant appreciation,
What I was giving was not fairly enough,
so he left.
And he saw me the other day,
He told me I looked different, beautiful.
I didn't believe him.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 9:01 AM UTC
For once in my life
I am glad you are not here
The deception, your evil ways
They clash with me
And in me
You are not here
And I am thankful for that
May 23, 2012
May 23, 2012 at 12:00 AM UTC
Dance.
Rocky rhythm.
Timorous time.
Staggered steps.
Up for another...
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
Do her eyes still change,
to slate grey in anger?
Do they still turn to blue when it rains,
and when she cries?
I always tried to tell her,
those demons would hang her.
"You're just bound and determined,
to decline til you die."
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
XLVIII.
आंनि लोगो जेब्लाबो आयै
बिबार हाजो नोँ आयै
आं गाबनो मोजां मोनो
गोथार गोरबोजोँ मिनियो।
XLIX.
अनसुलि बिमा आयै
बेसे समायना गोसो नोँनि!
मिनिसुलु गावदां अखाफोर
फुंनि सोरां सान गोरलै।
L.
जोँथि सना फिथर
मैला गैया नोँनि अन्नाया आयै,
बेस्रां मेगन नोँनि दिन्थिनाय लामा
जोँथि माथि आसिया हार्थखि
गलाब बिबार मोदोमफ्रु खुदुमनाय।
LI.
अनसुलि बिमा आयै
नोँ होबाय आंनो सोरां,
आयै बहा मिनिनाय खुसिया-
गोमा लाङा आयै जिउआव।
LII.
आयै नोँनो सानफोरखौ सुस्रांबाय,
गोमो गोथां बायदि जायख्लं,
सल'बाथा, गोदै सिमां
आंनि मोदैयाव बिलिर बिलिर।
LIII.
साबायखर होयो नोँनि अनसायनायखौ
मोदैनि हिरा बिलिर दानायखौ,
आं मिथिबाय आयै दिनै-
मादि मिजिँ दं नोँहा आंनि।
LIV.
नोँनि मोजां मोन्नायखौ
बिजिरखनो हाया आयै
बियो लैथोबादि गोथौ
गोगो हाजोनि निजोरा बादि।
LV.
नोँनि थुलुंगाखौ नेवसि हाया आयै
आरो हाया बावनो अन्नाय...
बेयो समायना निजोरा
बहा मोन्नो आरो नागिरना आं?
XVI.
बुहुमा आंखौ गावनि बिखायाव
नोँनि उदैयाव आं गेलेदोँ...
समायना आयै नोँनि गोसोआ
गोथार गोजोँ जिउआ नोँनि।
LVII.
आयै नोँनि गोदै रावआ
रिङो रिँदोँ रिँगोन
नांगौ आंनो जेब्लाबो दिनैबो,
आयै आंनि मिथिँगा अनसुलि।
LVIII.
नोँ एसेबां अनसुलि आयै
उन्दैनिफ्राय अनबाय आंखौ दाबो,
आं गाबबाय रंजाबाय दिनैबो
नोँ फोरोँबाय थाबायनो आरो
रायज्लायनो, सोलोँनो।
LIX.
बेनो आंहा मोनसे बिखा
नोँखौ अनसायनो बिमा,
बुजिगौ नोँनि मोदैखौ
मिथिगौ अन्नायखौ नोँनि गासै।
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 9:56 AM UTC
What is and what isn't because it's yet to be, the blink-long present and the possibility—here they are, tracing the same curved path around each other, each time coming closer and closer, set on colliding. Every inch of the journey anguishes, every trace of consciousness burns—running while knowing running is all there's left to do, and there's no finish line 'cause the end is but the start of something new. Maybe it's all about looking for ways to explain—why someone can be always absent while perpetually being here; why you insistently phrase your thoughts as questions; why I go back to the same places where I once was and where I once wasn't because I was yet to be, the blink-long present and the possibility (...)
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
I.
He's as starved as I am,
and
it's almost terrifying
to see that
on another person.
II.
Is it allowed to
get your comfort from a boy
who needs comfort
more then anyone you know?
III.
Sometimes I almost feel that
holding someone
helps just as much or more then
being held.
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
Me tienes lástima, ¿no?
Y yo quisiera una soga
para echártela al pescuezo
y colgarte de una horca,
porque eres un buen sujeto,
una excelente persona
con mucha envidia en el alma
y mucha baba en la boca.
315
Ya hay un español que quiere
vivir y a vivir empieza,
entre una España que muere
y otra España que bosteza.
Españolito que vienes
al mundo, te guarde Dios.
Una de las dos Españas
ha de helarte el corazón.
300
"There are occasions when I get a little "carried away."
richard riddle: 09-09-2015
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 3:12 AM UTC