With The Rain (a Requiem) ~ Poem By William (chili) Gonzalez
Let me sleep
Leave me be
Let my eyes close
Leave my soul to fade away, forever more
Let me rest in peace
Leave my blood to freeze
Let me travel to the unknown
Leave the body; it’s just flesh and bone
Let my spirit wander in darkness
Leave memories of past in fondness
Burn this coffin, for I am not there
This burden is not for you to bear
Do not lament or shed tears
When serenity comes, I will be near
When you are lonely in silence of night
I will embrace you with all of my might
I will finally be at peace, no pain
How I will miss you, my tears will come with the rain
I am the air and the fog
Take a deep breath, I will feel your heart call
You are not alone, this you must remember
I will always remain, like a dying fire’s ember
In a place of tranquility. Taken away too soon (?)
Do not fear what is in store, what the future holds, do not feel gloom
Night falls again, I walk in the obscure
Never ending love / forever pure
In Memoria M.T.A
MCMXXXIII-MCMXCVII
William (Chili) Gonzalez
Hector Salgado ~ Colorful Painter
MONIQUE
UNA FLOR  SE DESPERTO EN TU SOÑAR
VIAJANDO ENTRE ESTRELLAS Y SUSPIROS

TU, FRENTE A UN ESPEJO

PURA E INOCENTE
EN UN CAMINO DE MARES
CON TU SONRISA DE NIÑA
CON TU PIEL DE MUJER
LAGRIMAS Y COLORES
SENTADA EN LA PLAYA,
TERNURA DE TU ALMA
UNIVERSO DE MIRADAS
SENTIMIENTOS...................
PINCELES TROVADORES
QUE DANZAN A TU LADO
QUE CANTAN EN TU CORAZON
MI MONIQUE, MI MUJER,
AMANECER DE NUESTRO AMOR
UNA MANO TE ESPERA
MI AMOR TE ACOMPAÑA
SINTIENDO TU RESPIRAR
TU PALPITAR, TU DESEAR...
Hector Salgado
Chile, 2011
Marie Neige Maire D'eglise ~ Art Runs Through Her Veins
Alice et le lapin Blanc
Le petit chaperon rouge
MARIE NEIGE
Marie Neige is an autodidact...a real artist as we say. Art runs through her veins and you can clearly  see this in her work. Her collages are fantastic,  a magic world has come alive.  Have to admit that I am a huge fan of her wonderful  creations...
Marie Neige Maire D’eglise ~ Art Runs Through Her Veins
Alice et le lapin Blanc
Le petit chaperon rouge
MARIE NEIGE
Marie Neige is an autodidact...a real artist as we say. Art runs through her veins and you can clearly  see this in her work. Her collages are fantastic,  a magic world has come alive.  Have to admit that I am a huge fan of her wonderful  creations...
Fish Song ~ Poem By Alan Kleiman
FISH SONG

Nobody knows da trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows my sorrow
Nobody knows da trouble I’ve seen
Lordy lordy lord.

Nobody now knows nothing
No stuff
No junk
No words of my life
No secrets
No nothing that moves or shakes me.

What is my life but a sad tale
Of fish flying
And maybe a whale
Nobody knows the trouble
Nobody’s now my girl
Rhubarb and roses
Fly away home.

© Alan Kleiman 2011
Impresiones (3) A Bridge Too Far By Monique Lucy Weberink And Victor M. Alonso
A BRIDGE TOO FAR - BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK AND VICTOR M. ALONSO

NOCHE DE MARZO.

Las aves cantan en la noche,
La madrugada tierna
Que escucha el pensamiento.
Son mis sensaciones fraguadas
En recuerdos distantes
Y urdidas de presente.
Es la fragancia intensa,
Persistente, de una palabra
Valiosa, imprescindible,
Que fragua la miel del silencio.
Porque yo quiero en esta noche
De invierno en calma
Modelar tu cintura
Dame una flor y un verso,
Un fragor distinto y un beso,
Mientras guardando yo estaré tu luz
Bajo la luna.
VICTOR M. ALONSO (MARZO, 2011)
Impresiones (2) Blue Page ~ Victor M. Alonso And Monique Lucy Weberink
IMPRESIONES (2)
BLUE PAGE
(Sobre un trabajo de Monique Lucy Weberink)

No es sólo la distancia,
Es el tiempo el que abre
El azul de la mar
Que golpea esta noche de vigilia.
Hacia qué latitudes se dirige
El pensamiento exhausto,
Esa mirada tierna
De tu alma que tiembla ?
Qué insinúa tu mano,
Qué rumbos añora trazar
En el océano racial,
Tormentoso, de la existencia ?
Es mía la sangre que moja
El rojo centro del espacio,
El piélago supremo
Que arde de nostalgia
Y urde marejadas de pasión.

VICTOR M. ALONSO
GRAN CANARIA, MARZO, 2011


A BLUE PAGE BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK
Elizabeth Leonardi ~ Portrait Of Charly
Portrait of Charly

Elizabeth Leonardi

Argentina
Behind Closed Doors ~ Victor Alonso
¿Qué misterio se esconde tras la puerta?
¿Tu corazón está sellado y triste?
La sombra que se esconde tras la luz
Evoca una nostalgia de colores,
Nostalgia de palabras que has perdido
Una tarde de invierno y de violines.
Pero hay luz que ilumina enaltecida
Tus ojos de Gioconda
Y el cerrojo de oro me recuerda
La cálida expresión de tu mirada,
Que encuentra tras la puerta
El ardor de tus labios
Esta tarde de verso y soledad.

Victor Alonso
(Febrero, 2011)



Behind closed doors

Painting by Monique Lucy Weberink
My Lady Chatelaine ~ Poem By Colin Demet
MY LADY CHATELAINE

Through the mists inside the darkest night
Be I strolled as a fool may do
I came upon a lonely place
Where images were few.

The breeze was cold ...
Hold a humming sigh ...
Ghosts haunting, whispering, lullaby.

Murky dew-drops ice bite kiss
Frosty white my trembling lips
Through shadows veils the fool am I
I suddenly began to ... cry.

For in her eyes her pain was raw
Be a broken heart torn rose in two
Thorns talons claw forever deep
Bloods tear drops fall in a castle’s keep
A tortured woman full of pain
My Lady weeping
Chatelaine.

Colin Demet
(Copyright Wordcatcher Publications)