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Cesar Cantu Poem
Amorphous face fold
Half a diamond bowl
Spoon of flight
Peace for thought
Collectible platforms
Metaphase approach
Fractioned subjective slides
Schizophrenic mathematical
Blanks
Polyphonic bubble meal
Psychedelic breakfast blue
Like orbital vertex cubes
Cotton-stone vocal quake
Delighted taste
[Yummy yummy…]
NOTE: I highly recomend this poem to be read outloud with an excelent (and even excesive)
articulation of every sound. Enjoy =)
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Crunchy asteroids
Wet sand, cotton stones, masks, corn
Swimming in my bowl
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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 cuentas, la misma raíz
Odiseas en cuchara de paja
Las cortinas cambian
Siempre en la misma ventana
Antigua marea de plata
Moderno cuaderno cuadriculado
Entre sus poros asoman los gansos
Producción de órbitas en masa
Diversas escalas
Extensas hileras de universos
Réplicas de un único cerezo
Aquel que aprendió
A extender sus brazos
Y entrelazar los dedos
Los parques son continuos
Se muere con la nota de inicio
Campanada cubista
Supresión evolutiva
Siguiente parada
Extensos campos de sombrillas
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Crystallized desert
Yellow umbrellas shall rise
And weasel shaped dimes
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Hordas aéreas
De corderos sin pena
Girando sin tregua
Hasta que entre mareos
Se dan cuenta
De su existencia
Usted les observa
Suavidad en trozos
Graniza con gracia
En diferentes tonos
Repentinos aromas
Le recuerdan la costa
Y aquella balada
Que diluvia, pura y casta
Sus sentidos trabajando
Le hacen ver la existencia
De los corderos y sus pasos
Quizá les de forma
Al irse de pesca
E imaginar la escena
Dándose cuenta
De que ahí están
Aunque sea entre peces
Y nada más…
Tal vez les encuentre
Redactados con prisa
¡Vaya injusticia!
En una celda reducida
A unas cuantas líneas
Mas existen sus vidas
Aunque sólo sea
Entre conversaciones y tinta
Y los corderos siguen
En su curioso ritual
Tranquilos, pues saben
Que nunca se desvanecerán
[Hay muchas maneras de existir]
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*Another oldie, yet not as ancient as the last one; I sometimes wonder if I should have
stayed like this...then I read myself and say "...I'm evolving, it is ok"; enjoy please =)*
Your garden just choked
And the desert from nowhere rose
You sailed into the kingdom
Built out of tears that love
Loners sail in cursed boats
Cursed boats don’t marry a cloud
Clouds send comfort in rain
Rain…not available for now
The wind is just silent
No sunrise or sunset in sight
Black tears, polluted pearls
They are pure poison
Avoid temptation or kiss Death
Shadows rise in the horizon
Dancing melodies build a path
Into my humble dominions
Come in
Be in peace
Learn about love, from a poetic sea
Remembered by a forgotten coast
They bring you to me
A former tulip, married to a rose
I’m the old man from the lighthouse
Broken souls, invited you are
Whenever bad memories turn into mist
Come and feed from my light
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Why should the woods be caged
In order to look alike?
Multi-colored umbrellas
In the wild
Jailed in a hat
Mold makers with style
Colors, feathers, and sounds
Stomping off your mind
Vibrations dig up a smile
That cracks all the way
Up to your melting eyes
Emulators of light
Outsider tones
Flooding your speech
One slaughtered sheep
Absorbed by the void
Returns as gray, rolling spheres
With no value at all
Fish turn unable to drop
Their folded paper stones
Sand walkers of our world
Canned mushrooms lay ahead
They all look the same
Sons of a geometric shape
Nothingness growing up
Directly from your head
Falling around your neck
Stands locked, so it waits
For you to smash the jar
Revival of the white flash
Ideas should not fit in a hat....
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Black ship, kick the door!
Your language is dust
Cornered, sacred words
A forgotten sheep
Demanding a shift
Thunderstorm clouds attend
No one will notice, in the end
Incomplete carcasses
Diamond worm domain
In your prism-like universe
Fed on geometric shapes
Rhyme that door!
Run away!
Black ship, sail!
Smashing broccoli heads
Reach the portal in the rain
Floating bowl on cosmic haystacks
Look it up with my velvet spoon
Then join the silk, sonic blast
On the roof
Oh, but your hands are tied!
Symbiosis shall come in hand
Blow my steps way up high
(Balloons and thread look alike
When papered by fish in flight)
Spider my past into the air
And I shall take you there
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Minimalism grape
Hyper secret neon ring shot
Transistor star life
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Cumulus steam blot
Capsule void hordes (inclined path)
Needle oxen fields
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