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te quiero

by Alan Reed (Age: 67)
copyright 10-08-2012


Age Rating: 13 +

 

 

El amanecer rosado llego

 

con la neblina de mi corazon

 

La casa de mi tia en blanco y negro

 

Tu sonrisa hizo descansar

 

la lagrima que no ha formado

 

El ojo seco y cansado de llorar

 

 

 

La tarde beso olas del mar

 

Y marchito la flor

 

Cantando como las mananitas

 

Susuraban alas del colibri, a ver

 

Y llevo el dolor como el viento

 

Dejando huellas de agua, en mi ser

The pink dawn arrived

with mist of my heart,

the house of my aunt in blacks and whites.

Your smile made pause

A tear not yet shed

from a dry eye, tired of crying

 

Afternoon kissed waves of the sea

And wilted the flower

Singing like small mornings

whispered did a humingbird's wings, we see

Taking the pain like the wind

Leaving a water marks within me







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        02-10-2013     Rachel Brown        

This is quite a beautiful tapestry Alan.
I would love to see more poetry as good as
this. Keep Up The Wonderful Work and look forward to reading more work this beautiful.
Keep Smiling and Keep Writing too ^_^.

^_* ^_*
-Rachel *_*

        10-11-2012     Frank Fields        

Thank you for the edit. It's even more beautiful now, and captivating, with the courtesy you provided. Again, but to remember the hummingbirds that are ever-present, the blacks and whites will pass. As they always do. ^^

Frank :)

        10-10-2012     Frank Fields        

Google gives:

The rosy dawn came with the fog of my heart my aunt's house in white and black Your smile did not relax the tear formed Dry eye and tired of pots kiss mourn afternoon sea and withered flower as mananitas Singing Susuraban hummingbird wings, to see and took the pain as the wind Leaving traces of water in my being

I give from that:

The rosy dawn came with the fog of my heart.
My aunt's house in white and black.
Your smile did not relax the tear formed.
Dry eye and tired of pots kiss mourn afternoon sea and withered flower as mananitas.
Singing Susuraban hummingbird wings,
To see and took the pain as the wind.
Leaving traces of water in my being.

Neither very good--Google or my attempt to render a beautiful poem into English without changing the wording. Fail!

For what it's worth, hummingbirds are magickal creatures known to take many a tear.

I won't comment on the spelling, punctuation, form, etc., which would have helped this work immensely.

It does have a lyrical quality, which makes me wonder if it was intended for a song.

5!!

Frank :)



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