THIS POEM DEDICATED TO THE PRESIDENT BA UNITED STATES, OBAMA BARACK

THIS POEM DEDICATED TO THE PRESIDENT BA
UNITED STATES, BARACK OBAMA


THE BLUE RIPPLE RIA

The curly blue waves of the ria
Seagulls in flight over the canoe punta umbria
Submarine and unknown soldier left in the ria
Lyrics from my bed, which are in the minds of Huelva
Poets false, not all, perhaps it is true
Manipulated by the political chiriguitos
The poet is sicero Bonares, humble
That does not come out, by means of scripts controlled Mass Media
Drink at a spring on the banks of red,
I walk the streets of moguer,. / C / "" THE BANK "" call you
With all moguer crossed my hat to go to montemayor
To go to a symbolic tree, called "" PINE GORDO "" "
Sleep close to their roots "" Platero ""
Who writes, I am better "" THINKER OF WORDS!

Poem dedicated to moguer, Bonares
My Lucenilla the harbor, san juan and Huelva


"" MEMORIES OF MY POEMS TO JOHN R. JIMENEZ ""

Save me from the intense sun of gold
at the end of the street from the bank
With the restlessness of my solitude, save me, perhaps
Perpetual solitude, that falls from the infinite, the infinite
On the weights of their fresh bodies of tenderness
His goodness without pain, without an oath of sins of others
Mine, no, no, mine, I would not touch, never ever
Save me from the intense sun of gold
At the end of the street from the bank
The bird, does not love me, maybe if I love
Moment of great love and tenderness
I'm dying of beauty, I get lost
In the eyes, let your eyes blind profundos.me
When I walk through the streets of my hometown Bonares
In moguer, san juan,,, and my Huelva "" the choquera ""
Early in the dawn of twilight
your blind love, you come on,, you coming
pink rose, bright life, cheerful color
the air asleep, and I am again at sunset
your dunes near the beach, close to chicago
save me from the intense sun of gold
at the end of the street from the bank

date of inspiration: 21/7/2012

Author: Vicente Dominguez garrochena