Whitman would have loved Navarro: Promoting the Poet
AboutOceantics~ because the waves and tumbles of life are only as serious as we make them. via Whitman would have loved Navarro: Promoting the Poet.
View ArticleHow to write a “Navarrette Quatrain”
Here is a clear explanation how to create “Navarrette Quatrains” a poetic form I developed. This takes you step by step showing you the precise construct of this poetic form: First you create a line...
View ArticleLife is emptying / La vida se va vaciando
I have no magical worlds. Only the poet can see them far beyond my mysteries, and drink the murky water of soul. I have no reproaches just hurry to reach death, that is nothing more simple than time...
View ArticleIt rains / Llueve
It rains, and on the horizon The sun delves into stealth seeking to kiss the earth intimately, behind dark clouds. It rains above love consummated in thick fog Shaping the night beyond its darkness. It...
View ArticleToday in April / Hoy en Abril
Today I was surprised by Spring with open arms, as one who feels the sudden arrival of a gentle zephyr extolling the soft heat of the scenery. Today April knocks at my door and grins bringing joy to...
View ArticleOnly Words… / Solo Palabras…
So many words poured into myths So many lies, they are just screams Your with your dreams of tin and dust filling the night with pleasure and lust So many words, greed and anxiety So many shades of a...
View ArticleMouth / Boca
Mouth that moisten my mouth You are murmur that draws me to your feverish elixir, captive premise of pure life, a rumor that returned. Mouth that settles in my mouth flavor and blush on the cheeks You...
View ArticleQuo Vadis
Where do you go looking for roots of wing? your eyes are gazing from right to left uneasy to the serenity of the gargoyle, Stifling the lethargy that displaced you. Where do you go at night in such a...
View ArticleHappy are… / Felices son…
Happy are the long nights of dreams, passionate caress, as the voracious roar of the raging wind beneath tense waves giving a breath of life to the surf. Happy are the noble turns of fate, a fleeting...
View ArticleLife is emptying / La vida se va vaciando
I have no magical worlds. Only the poet can see them far beyond my mysteries, and drink the murky water of soul. I have no reproaches just hurry to reach death, that is nothing more simple than time...
View ArticleIt rains / Llueve
It rains, and on the horizon The sun delves into stealth seeking to kiss the earth intimately, behind dark clouds. It rains above love consummated in thick fog Shaping the night beyond its darkness. It...
View ArticleToday in April / Hoy en Abril
Today I was surprised by Spring with open arms, as one who feels the sudden arrival of a gentle zephyr extolling the soft heat of the scenery. Today April knocks at my door and grins bringing joy to...
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