BlogHide Resteemsblazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The birds that becomes cages" (poem) by @seifiroSource Pixabay: Laura, There is a solemn silence in your words, When your curious girl's face lands in front of mine, and with your eyes in front of my eyes, and your still closed lips do…resteemedseifiro (61)in mspsteem • 7 years ago"The fall" (a poem)Source An eagle takes you between its claws like a turtle rising with inclemency until the future. Suddenly lets you go, and you fall vertiginously into the abyss of the future. ✦ You…blazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"Shy peach" (poem) by @seifiroSource For the thorns, there is a garden. For a garden, there is an ocean of clouds above. And for a woman there was a rose whose had pricked her, and from her veins came blood. She was…blazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The edge" (poem by @Seifiro)Today makes "tic-toc", and its edge becomes increasingly threatening; can cut your neck or force you to jump into tomorrow. It's almost tomorrow and I'm still walking by the increasingly…resteemedseifiro (61)in drawing • 7 years agoRetrato de @SeifiroHace un año me hicieron este retrato que me gustó mucho. Fue uno de los mejores regalos que me hayan podido dar en el 2017. La verdad es que incluso antes me han hecho retratos, algunos todavía…blazedante (25)in fiction • 7 years ago"Burning cables" (Micro SCFI) by @SeifiroCamus woke up and looked out the window at a cloudless blue sky in which a cruise ship sailed from some satellite. He prepared a cup of coffee. Then he left his house. The scent of the flowers made…blazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The cherry tree" (by @Seifiro)I miss those days in which sat on a bench under a cherry tree and bathed with its flowers while melted with its perfume. It was like this throughout the spring. — The pink velvet under my…blazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The poem" (by @seifiro)The poem I do not carry it in my blood, not in the ink. I do not carry it in the word, I do not transport it to paper. The poem is carried by the poet, and it's makes great his deathblazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The distances" (poem by @Seifiro)The distances between one celestial point to the other are jewels that crown to the chosen stars. They make such a perfect solitude marked with the solemnity of their own silences.blazedante (25)in poetry • 7 years ago"The poem" (poetry by @Seifiro)The poem I do not carry it in my blood, not in the ink. I do not carry it in the word, I do not transport it to paper. The poem is carried by the poet, and it's makes great his death.blazedante (25)in spanish • 7 years agoBorradoEl post será reeditado y vuelto a subir muy pronto.blazedante (25)in spanish • 7 years agoLa palabra del día (1): anfitriónNo es un sustantivo a la que solemos adornar con connotaciones que brillen en lo indecoroso. Incluso dársela sería padecer de orfandad de raciocinio. Cuando pensamos en un anfitrión o anfitriona…
