Blowing the curve

I wonder if
I blow the curve
or the curve blows me
when I say “I do not know”,
but the path stands still
and goes on, as it has to be

Yes

yes when   I know what I want

a  word I like to use a lot

I walk assertive on  the road

sure decisions can´t  be wrong

Chaos

noise chaos around
a small  seed planted with love
beauty with no  sound

The yellow shade - Sombra dorada

under yellow shade

to avoid heart induration

I touch it and stay

suave corteza
bajo su sombra dorada
no hay dureza

"Palomita" - Inspirado en la canción "A una paloma" de D.Vigliatti

white “palomita”

sad “palomita”

I sang to you before

as one in love

thin “palomita”

of hungry beak

your broken wing

does not allow you to feed

black “palomita”

of pink eye

grow your wing

grow your heart

and take flight!

The never ending juncture for OSI

winter closed a box

containing unfinished toil,

tejuelas,seeds, brightness

musks full of lightness,

soft lleuque, brilliant thread,

nine months under the rain

like a child in the womb waits,

until a splash of spring aroma

sunlight rays bright chroma,

make me reopen the silent top

recalling the never ending juncture

of time and things to be born

Grave offense - Ofensa grave for 3WW

dancing with litheness,

bees on the top of  flowers,

is it  grave offense?

danzando con  estilo
abejas en  flor
no ofenden  en serio