viernes, 23 de septiembre de 2016

TIDE (Art Challenge)

Sueño o realidad? 

Me quedé dormido en una playa y la marea vino repentinamente.
Debajo del agua comencé a respirar como un pez...
Luché contra pulpos y monstruos marinos.
Una enorme medusa me envolvió en su gelatinosa masa.
Pero una sirena con cabello de algas me salvó.
Ella me preguntó: ¿Quién eres tú?
-Yo soy un soñador, imagino mundos. Dije yo.
-¿Puedes  imaginar a una sirena con cabello de algas?  Me preguntó.
-Obvio, -Respondí- Eso es fácil.
Entonces ella desapareció como remolino de burbujas,  y yo desperté sobre la arena cuando la marea bajó.


Dream or reality?

I fell asleep on a beach and the tide came suddenly.
Under water I began to breathe like a fish...
I fought against octopus and sea monsters.
A huge jellyfish wrapped me in his gelatinous mass. 
But a mermaid with seaweed hair rescued me.
She asked: Who are you?
-I'm a dreamer, I imagine worlds. I said,
-Can you imagine a mermaid with seaweed hair? She asked.
-Obviously, -I said-, That's easy.
Then she disappeared like swirling bubbles, and I woke up on the sand when the tide went down.


This week the host is Ariane, if you want to see more look here please: ROSE

sábado, 27 de agosto de 2016

ROOM (AC)


My life is a dream in which my ideas do not leave room for myself inside my head. To get a view I go out of my head.



The host this week is Nadine. If you want to see all the other artists playing this AC look HERE please.

lunes, 8 de agosto de 2016

TINY (IF)

There is a heaven
in which we play barefoot like children.
You have a little piece of ocean with a tiny island,
and I have a toy boat.
It is a world to play that we sail to that island .
We must not to forget it.


miércoles, 27 de julio de 2016

TRAPPED (IF)

Trapped in myself.


jueves, 14 de julio de 2016

PARTY (IF)

A party does not need more than two. A kiss is always a party.


lunes, 20 de junio de 2016

YARN (IF)

There are weak yarns,
strong yarns,
short yarns,
and  long yarns,
yarns bound with strong knots
made by fightings and kisses



lunes, 30 de mayo de 2016

SAD THINGS ALSO EXIST


A star falls,
A ship sinks,
Someone goes blind,
A sparrow dies
A clock breaks
A caterpillar dies before being butterfly,
A seed falls away from the fertile soil and do not germinate,
A bird dies because the winter cold,
The summer sun dries a rose bush,
A fish dies without air out of the water,
A pair of glasses is broken,
An iceberg melts and
an iron gate with a heart rusts.

Just as there are days with sun,
There are moonless nights.

The sad things also exist




jueves, 19 de mayo de 2016

NOSTALGIA (IF)


And ... suddenly nostalgia  caught me,
as falling leaves in Autumn
as bare trees in July
as sunset on Monday in a late winter evening
as smoke from dry leaves, straight up into the windless sky an afternoon in May.
as box of old photographs a rainy day
as dinner with leftovers from lunch on a Sunday night
as thousands kilometers traveled
and millions words spoken...
And someone asks to me: Are you sad?
No, I reply, nostalgia is not sadness.
Sadness is memory  telling us never more.
Nostalgia is only the memory coming to visit us.