martes, junio 12, 2007

Your name

this is your name
all that you have for sure
all that you have
when you lost your way
your path to somewhere
when your friends,
your family,
are just a trembling shadow
in your mind

this is your name
the remains of something
once you had
the footprint of some beast
you can not recognize

your name
the lost sign of something
you cant remember

your name
your sweet name

pronunce it
say it
hear it

it is nothing but a mute blow of wind
between your lips
just nothing but dust

a shy roar in the midnight of nowhere


Anonymous Ricardo Solís... said...

Caray, felicitaciones si este poema es tuyo (como supongo)... Inicio pausado que se compejiza conforme avanza... Y un espléndido final... Redondo ¿no? (what a punchline!)... Saludos, mi estimado...

4:12 p.m.  
Blogger mar adentro said...

Wow...ya te extrañaba. Me gusta lo que siento al imaginar el poema, al decir un nombre, cualquier nombre, ese susurro entre los labios que se escapa.

11:53 p.m.  
Blogger abraham said...


11:45 p.m.  

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