Friday, April 21, 2017


Jacaranda Street

I will come on over now

Fly by night
Or run by day
Take that boat
Or hitch the way
Roll that bike
Or by any means
My heart beats stronger 
And memories fly on by
Nothing to give you 
Than those wild eager eyes
Cause I will meet you
Down in the middle 
Of Jacaranda Street




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More than a smile

There is more
To it
That the eye meets
Than
To take a smile
For granted



Away
With that laughable
Degree of shortsightedness

There is wisdom
Brother
Wisdom
Behind every smile

And I know
You love your life
Your rain
And your shine
And the wisdom
We see
In your eyes





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Thursday, March 30, 2017





There's no one 
Really
Who has the right

To make a life
And living out of
Pointing out
Shortcomings
To you
Because
There is enough
Good
In you
To be
Pointed out
Instead

And so it is
For anyone
Of us





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Monday, March 27, 2017

Remembering you



At any point
In your life
Fourty two years ago
Or maybe
Last week
There can be
A moment
When you see
That face
You hear
That voice
You read
Those words
And
All you think
Happily again
That one thought
Of
Remembering you



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Friday, March 24, 2017

Woman in a little red
car


If you saw me walking
Down the road
Out in the countryside
In Tuscany
Nobody around
And you drove that beautiful
Little red car
And
It was one of those
Hot days
At noon
And you saw me walking there
Chewing on a straw
And you got two thousands
Thoughts
Crossing your mind
All at the same time
And your heartbeat
Is going faster
Would you stop
For me


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Monday, March 20, 2017

 Your dreams






I have been looking
For a long time
For the answer
To this riddle
Of where these stars
Come from


You told me 
The secret
That you whispered
In my ear


Each dream 
You ever had
Was put there
In the sky
By you


Now I have stopped
Counting
But I definitely 
Have started looking


Every time 
I look
I see each of them
Turning into a dream





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Memory

I remembered
While I stand here
At the same place 
Where I played
In my childhood years

I was smaller then
And yet
It seemed
I was bigger
Too

I am a woman now
A lover
I feel
Beauty
From within

But the greatest
Memory of all
Which I keep alive
Is how I carelessly
Played and played
With
Those little waves
At my feet



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(Painting © by Vicente Romero Redondo)