Long Plata Poems

Mountains never reach (money)
Count the sands 
And tell me if 
Numbers have an end
Sorry you base happiness 
To just numbers
a mountain never reach
As your needs are full of 
holes
Like a water pull into a basket
The...

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Don Jose wondered why men whispered low
not knowing they discussed his daughter fair.

"I'll talk to Miguel when we get to Luis Ore, Segundo.
He can persuade his brother to make Margarita marry me. Don Miguel
and I...

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Don Arracho was fifty-four years old.
Rancho de Plata, gained from mission sale,
was Arracho's for price of a little gold.
Officials closed the mission's door, sad tale
when Spaniards came to grief and hold did fail.
Church gave release...

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Oh, Sol y Luna que tratan de abrazarse,
No llegan a tocarse como La Creación por Miguel Angel,
Por tantos obstáculos obstruyéndoles de si mismos,
Por tantas barreras que atrasan el alcance entre ellos,
Por tantas cadenas que los...

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Now they do leave and go their distant ways.
Don Jose rides with Arracho to shore
as Segundo brings ladies home with bays.
The destination's hacienda's door.

Sound of iron rims on cobblestone turned heads to see Alcalde's wife
and...

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Now lady fair watched Segundo walk beams
and she felt shudder go up spine with sight.
This Segundo, with balance fine it seems,
walked rails as he walked colonnade just right.
Bald male, now making conversation light,
asked Jose simple...

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A veces, quisiera gritar,

Quisiera correr,

Quisiera reir,

Quisiera llorar,

Quisiera morir,

Quisiera iluminación,

Quisiera vivir,

Quisiera escapar,

Quisiera revivir...


A veces, pienso en ustedes,

Pienso en espacio,

Pienso nublado,

Pienso oscurecido,

Pienso esclarecido,

Pienso en transparencia,

Pienso en huesos,

Pienso en naturaleza,

Pienso en actuar,

Pienso en todo...


Desearía volver a amar como...

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Was gold cross over alter fake or real?
Must be a metal made resembling gold.
T'was fake young lady's mind did surely feel,
not right apse having gold cross real to hold.
This so until then otherwise was told.
Her...

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They stand on the corner anything you want they got,
Some do the deals some run the money and some call shots,
All of them are ready to pop at the first signs of a problem,
Smith n...

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Hey, Pilgrims,
Let's dress-up
Dress-down the plumes
of the dancing Peacock
(If we'd allow)
but for the Ritual;

For Francsly speaking
in tongues of plata y oro,
Pound-for-bloody-pound
How much 'cide this buys?
A simply-uneasy angst to the quest,
Oh, how Corpulent "m.d.'s" -
Which dystrophy Indigene...

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Hace tiempo atras me encontré un mapa
y en ese mapa habia una "X" marcando un lugar,
el nombre del aquel lugar por ahora se me escapa
solo recuerdo que decia, "encuentrame y comenzaras amar"

En aquel momento no...

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Al completar trece, decidi lo mejor seria no crecer. No sere el primero en morir 
como martir pues la pobreza tal vez me convenza que el aire ya no es gratis.

Mi casa no esta hecha...

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Perched within the fair La Plata
just beneath the great San Juans
basking in the starlit rapture 
as the dusk approaches dawn

Lies the point of inspiration 
where lost souls have found their way
each unto the revelation
offered there...

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Reverberación de tela
Extiende tus ideas
Hasta el desayuno
Y de vuelta
Para quien mira con cuidado
La moneda se transparenta

Un pulso familiar
Tonadas de un botón pentagonal
Continuas espirales de papel
Antes caracoles sobre el mantel
Mañana más máscaras con maíz
A fin de...

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Golondrina triste y mensajera
vuela a mí con tu sol de plata
y atraca tu alma en este
puerto solitario
y de lágrimas.

Seca en mis manos
el plumaje atacado
por los perversos turbiones
Largo y salvaje
ha sido el viaje.

Desenredaré las olas que
murieron...

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Voyagers 

The old ship
rust stripped like a Sudanese mule
doomed to carry fleeing people across
a landscape of despair
Why, she floats is a lasting mystery
From one obscure port to another
she finds her way
The captain and the chief are never sober
plays...

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Voyagers 

The old ship
rust stripped like a Sudanese mule
doomed to carry fleeing people across
a landscape of despair
Why, she floats is a lasting mystery
From one obscure port to another
she finds her way
The captain and the chief are never sober
plays...

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The transferable tourist

The old ship striped like a rusty zebra
one, that has survived the big storms and attacked
by sea monsters how she still floated was a mystery.
From one obscure port to another, her captain had...

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