Plata Poems - Poems about Plata

...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 s......Read the rest...

...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 s......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

... 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 ha......Read the rest...

...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 t......Read the rest...

...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 maki......Read the rest...

...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 m......Read the rest...

...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 gri......Read the rest...

...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 other......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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 Weston and Gloc......Read the rest...

...El anhelo de un nuevo amanecer Va desvaneciendo; La noche retoma el poder. Cae su beso lumínico, Proyecta su espectro celestial, Paisajes oscurecen a plata, Silencios abarcan al ambiente; El......Read the rest...

...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 wa......Read the rest...

...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 e......Read the rest...

...A veces, quisiera gritar, Quisiera correr, Quisiera reir, Quisiera llorar, Quisiera morir, Quisiera iluminación, Quisiera vivir, Quisiera escapar, Quisiera revivir... A veces, pienso en ust......Read the rest...