Comments received on poems by Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS
IN JAPAN - EN JAPON - 日本で
Doggerel Dave said:
A great expression of something I can identify with totally. These are my visits to other places now.
Thanks for stating this so clearly.
October 9th, 2026 19:25
Doggerel Dave said:
A great expression of something I can identify with totally. These are my visits to other places now.
Thanks for stating this so clearly.
October 9th, 2026 19:25
IN JAPAN - EN JAPON - 日本で
DLewis88 said:
I like it. I\'m fan of Japanese culture. I hope to visit Japan one day.
October 9th, 2026 18:27
DLewis88 said:
I like it. I\'m fan of Japanese culture. I hope to visit Japan one day.
October 9th, 2026 18:27
IN JAPAN - EN JAPON - 日本で
sorenbarrett said:
Carlos this write is very identifiable for we all travel to distant places in dreams. Nicely done
October 9th, 2026 14:13
sorenbarrett said:
Carlos this write is very identifiable for we all travel to distant places in dreams. Nicely done
October 9th, 2026 14:13
Up in the air
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, there\'s a sobering honesty here, my friend. We spend so much of our lives wanting assurances that simply aren\'t available. Perhaps learning to live without them is one of our greatest challenges. A thoughtful read! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 9th, 2026 09:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, there\'s a sobering honesty here, my friend. We spend so much of our lives wanting assurances that simply aren\'t available. Perhaps learning to live without them is one of our greatest challenges. A thoughtful read! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 9th, 2026 09:50
Up in the air
rrodriguez said:
Carlos, I enjoyed reading your poem “Up in the Air.” I appreciate the philosophical idea behind it, particularly your reflection on life\'s uncertainty and the way we move between triumphs and setbacks without always knowing what lies ahead.
October 8th, 2026 18:51
rrodriguez said:
Carlos, I enjoyed reading your poem “Up in the Air.” I appreciate the philosophical idea behind it, particularly your reflection on life\'s uncertainty and the way we move between triumphs and setbacks without always knowing what lies ahead.
October 8th, 2026 18:51
Up in the air
Jamiano said:
Insightful poem about one\'s journey in a lifetime. A day\'s travel within the self is substantially rewarding. Thank you for this poem. We all need the reminder: Life is a journey into this moment and the moments to come.
October 8th, 2026 08:13
Jamiano said:
Insightful poem about one\'s journey in a lifetime. A day\'s travel within the self is substantially rewarding. Thank you for this poem. We all need the reminder: Life is a journey into this moment and the moments to come.
October 8th, 2026 08:13
Up in the air
sorenbarrett said:
A great poem with a wonderful allegory that tells of life\'s ups and downs. Nicely done my friend
October 8th, 2026 06:29
sorenbarrett said:
A great poem with a wonderful allegory that tells of life\'s ups and downs. Nicely done my friend
October 8th, 2026 06:29
Maybe - Tal vez
Jamiano said:
Thank you for an insightful poem about life\'s journeys and destinations, which reveal the miracle of chance. There is always hopefulness being formulated for the next unknown adventure. Perhaps, each poem reveals a discovery about oneself. Thank you for sharing the theme of optimism by your poetic journeys.
October 7th, 2026 02:10
Jamiano said:
Thank you for an insightful poem about life\'s journeys and destinations, which reveal the miracle of chance. There is always hopefulness being formulated for the next unknown adventure. Perhaps, each poem reveals a discovery about oneself. Thank you for sharing the theme of optimism by your poetic journeys.
October 7th, 2026 02:10
Maybe - Tal vez
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this one feels tired in a way that goes deeper than needing rest. Sending you some love across the miles, my friend, and hoping tomorrow brings something worth staying curious about. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 6th, 2026 23:07
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this one feels tired in a way that goes deeper than needing rest. Sending you some love across the miles, my friend, and hoping tomorrow brings something worth staying curious about. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 6th, 2026 23:07
Maybe - Tal vez
sorenbarrett said:
The odds of being in the first place and surviving after it all are phenomenal and then what live and slide down the other side to back to where we came. Nicely written
October 6th, 2026 09:41
sorenbarrett said:
The odds of being in the first place and surviving after it all are phenomenal and then what live and slide down the other side to back to where we came. Nicely written
October 6th, 2026 09:41
PAPER TIME - TIEMPO DE PAPEL
Jamiano said:
A message of hope. Outside, there is hope. Beautifully versed. Love the ending of the poem. Bravo! 👏
October 5th, 2026 18:43
Jamiano said:
A message of hope. Outside, there is hope. Beautifully versed. Love the ending of the poem. Bravo! 👏
October 5th, 2026 18:43
PAPER TIME - TIEMPO DE PAPEL
sorenbarrett said:
I hear the message of separating off time from work time. The need for personal time is called for. Well written
October 5th, 2026 16:48
sorenbarrett said:
I hear the message of separating off time from work time. The need for personal time is called for. Well written
October 5th, 2026 16:48
PAPER TIME - TIEMPO DE PAPEL
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, you definitely caught me on the right day for this one. Sometimes I look at everything waiting on a screen and wonder when we\'re actually supposed to live. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 5th, 2026 14:21
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, you definitely caught me on the right day for this one. Sometimes I look at everything waiting on a screen and wonder when we\'re actually supposed to live. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 5th, 2026 14:21
2 Endless Poem - 2 El poema interminable
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I know this feeling...the weeks start stacking up and suddenly another season is slipping past. I like the thought of poetry being one way we grab hold of a little of it before it goes. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 5th, 2026 00:03
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I know this feeling...the weeks start stacking up and suddenly another season is slipping past. I like the thought of poetry being one way we grab hold of a little of it before it goes. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 5th, 2026 00:03
2 Endless Poem - 2 El poema interminable
sorenbarrett said:
Carlos this has great timing landing on a Sunday it speaks many facets of the same day which holds many each time it comes around. An endless cycle. Lovely
October 4th, 2026 10:09
sorenbarrett said:
Carlos this has great timing landing on a Sunday it speaks many facets of the same day which holds many each time it comes around. An endless cycle. Lovely
October 4th, 2026 10:09
2 Endless Poem - 2 El poema interminable
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS said:
Endless Poem
1
One poem after another, one Sunday after another,
life stretches on, endless and ever-flowing.
Words from an ordinary day,
in the life that overflows,
in that world that is one,
yet so profoundly different
from one person to another.
2
Worlds of letters,
thoughts
stitched together,
day by day,
alive.
3
In that work,
destined to become something,
endless,
until it reaches its close.
4
Within our desires,
the longings of life,
which we fashion
simply by being,
I sail,
I live.
------------
1
Un poema tras otro, un domingo tras otro,
la vida se hace interminable y continua.
Letras de un día cualquiera,
en la vida que se derrama,
en ese mundo que es uno,
pero que es tan distinto
de unos a otros.
2
Mundos de letras,
pensamientos
hilvanados,
día a día,
vivos.
3
En esa obra,
que será algo,
interminable
hasta acabar.
4
En nuestros deseos,
anhelos de la vida,
que creamos
al existir,
navego,
vivo.
2. THE ENDLESS POEM
5.-
One Sunday after another, the weeks go by,
times that fly away and us with them.
Stories of an ordinary Sunday,
swimming in a pool,
with the smell of chlorine,
there I swim.
Amid splashes,
through the days I sail,
day after day, watching,
living as the days go by.
6.-
Poems that create themselves,
while words fall,
from the sky of poems,
among rain clouds,
among waters,
the taste of life.
7.-
That life which is mine,
among courts,
and legal writings,
of every kind,
I keep wearing life away,
life keeps recreating itself each day,
in that theatre of trials and impostures,
in that life between lies and truths.
Where the only true thing is the verses,
words that fall from thought,
without rules, with nothing to think about,
directly from the heart,
a tangle of meanings,
within the words.
8.-
While the music plays,
unstoppable in our rhythm,
in that way of being each day.
Sundays arrive without our noticing,
Sundays that leave one after another,
small stories of a life,
a little life summarized,
where the only thing that matters,
is the love yet to create,
like a gift.
9.-
Poems,
verses in the warmth,
of a hidden love,
in the falling of summer,
in an October of a year,
of a life like any other among so many,
that swims among the days and the waters,
in that strange world that is life,
which slips away from us as I dive into the pool.
Where there are words, submerged in the water,
from the veins that are born from our seas,
on an ordinary Sunday of a year,
that plunges into our time.
--------------
2. EL POEMA INTERMINABLE
5.-
Un domingo tras otro, las semanas pasan,
tiempos que se vuelan y nosotros con él.
Historias de un domingo cualquiera,
nadando en una piscina,
con olor a cloro,
allí nado.
Entre chapoteos,
de los días navego,
uno y otro día, viendo,
viviendo pasar los días.
6.-
Poemas que se crean solos,
mientras caen las palabras,
del cielo de los poemas,
entre nubes de lluvia,
entre aguas,
sabor a vida.
7.-
Esa vida que es la mía,
entre tribunales,
y escritos,
de todo tipo,
la vida la voy agotando,
la vida se va recreando cada día,
en ese teatro de juicios y de imposturas,
en esa vida entre las mentiras y las verdades.
Donde lo único verdadero son los versos,
palabras que caen del pensamiento,
sin reglas, sin nada que pensar,
directamente del corazón,
un revoltijo de sentidos,
en las palabras.
8.-
Mientras la música suena,
imparable en nuestro ritmo,
en esa manera de ser cada día.
Los domingos llegan sin darnos cuenta,
domingos que se marchan uno tras otro,
historias mínimas de una vida,
pequeña vida resumida,
donde solo importa,
el amor que crear,
como un regalo.
9.-
Poemas,
versos al calor,
de un amor velado,
en el caer del verano,
en un octubre de un año,
de vida cualquiera entre tantas,
que nada entre los días y las aguas,
en ese mundo extraño que es la vida,
que se nos va, mientras me lanzo a la piscina.
Donde hay palabras, sumergidas en el agua,
de las venas que nacen de nuestros mares,
en un domingo cualquiera de un año,
que se zambulle en nuestro tiempo.
October 4th, 2026 08:24
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS said:
Endless Poem
1
One poem after another, one Sunday after another,
life stretches on, endless and ever-flowing.
Words from an ordinary day,
in the life that overflows,
in that world that is one,
yet so profoundly different
from one person to another.
2
Worlds of letters,
thoughts
stitched together,
day by day,
alive.
3
In that work,
destined to become something,
endless,
until it reaches its close.
4
Within our desires,
the longings of life,
which we fashion
simply by being,
I sail,
I live.
------------
1
Un poema tras otro, un domingo tras otro,
la vida se hace interminable y continua.
Letras de un día cualquiera,
en la vida que se derrama,
en ese mundo que es uno,
pero que es tan distinto
de unos a otros.
2
Mundos de letras,
pensamientos
hilvanados,
día a día,
vivos.
3
En esa obra,
que será algo,
interminable
hasta acabar.
4
En nuestros deseos,
anhelos de la vida,
que creamos
al existir,
navego,
vivo.
2. THE ENDLESS POEM
5.-
One Sunday after another, the weeks go by,
times that fly away and us with them.
Stories of an ordinary Sunday,
swimming in a pool,
with the smell of chlorine,
there I swim.
Amid splashes,
through the days I sail,
day after day, watching,
living as the days go by.
6.-
Poems that create themselves,
while words fall,
from the sky of poems,
among rain clouds,
among waters,
the taste of life.
7.-
That life which is mine,
among courts,
and legal writings,
of every kind,
I keep wearing life away,
life keeps recreating itself each day,
in that theatre of trials and impostures,
in that life between lies and truths.
Where the only true thing is the verses,
words that fall from thought,
without rules, with nothing to think about,
directly from the heart,
a tangle of meanings,
within the words.
8.-
While the music plays,
unstoppable in our rhythm,
in that way of being each day.
Sundays arrive without our noticing,
Sundays that leave one after another,
small stories of a life,
a little life summarized,
where the only thing that matters,
is the love yet to create,
like a gift.
9.-
Poems,
verses in the warmth,
of a hidden love,
in the falling of summer,
in an October of a year,
of a life like any other among so many,
that swims among the days and the waters,
in that strange world that is life,
which slips away from us as I dive into the pool.
Where there are words, submerged in the water,
from the veins that are born from our seas,
on an ordinary Sunday of a year,
that plunges into our time.
--------------
2. EL POEMA INTERMINABLE
5.-
Un domingo tras otro, las semanas pasan,
tiempos que se vuelan y nosotros con él.
Historias de un domingo cualquiera,
nadando en una piscina,
con olor a cloro,
allí nado.
Entre chapoteos,
de los días navego,
uno y otro día, viendo,
viviendo pasar los días.
6.-
Poemas que se crean solos,
mientras caen las palabras,
del cielo de los poemas,
entre nubes de lluvia,
entre aguas,
sabor a vida.
7.-
Esa vida que es la mía,
entre tribunales,
y escritos,
de todo tipo,
la vida la voy agotando,
la vida se va recreando cada día,
en ese teatro de juicios y de imposturas,
en esa vida entre las mentiras y las verdades.
Donde lo único verdadero son los versos,
palabras que caen del pensamiento,
sin reglas, sin nada que pensar,
directamente del corazón,
un revoltijo de sentidos,
en las palabras.
8.-
Mientras la música suena,
imparable en nuestro ritmo,
en esa manera de ser cada día.
Los domingos llegan sin darnos cuenta,
domingos que se marchan uno tras otro,
historias mínimas de una vida,
pequeña vida resumida,
donde solo importa,
el amor que crear,
como un regalo.
9.-
Poemas,
versos al calor,
de un amor velado,
en el caer del verano,
en un octubre de un año,
de vida cualquiera entre tantas,
que nada entre los días y las aguas,
en ese mundo extraño que es la vida,
que se nos va, mientras me lanzo a la piscina.
Donde hay palabras, sumergidas en el agua,
de las venas que nacen de nuestros mares,
en un domingo cualquiera de un año,
que se zambulle en nuestro tiempo.
October 4th, 2026 08:24
Una luz en mi corazón.
Jamiano said:
Thank you for these heartfelt words, composed within the light of fulfillment.
... without asking too much, everything is a gift...
Insightful words about becoming oneself through examination.
October 4th, 2026 02:35
Jamiano said:
Thank you for these heartfelt words, composed within the light of fulfillment.
... without asking too much, everything is a gift...
Insightful words about becoming oneself through examination.
October 4th, 2026 02:35
Una luz en mi corazón.
sorenbarrett said:
So identifiable my friend this poem speaks a poet\'s truth. Very nicely done
October 3rd, 2026 06:53
sorenbarrett said:
So identifiable my friend this poem speaks a poet\'s truth. Very nicely done
October 3rd, 2026 06:53
Una luz en mi corazón.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this is a lovely and resilient piece...that little flame in the heart keeps glowing through the cold, the sickness, and the hard days. Wonderful write. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2026 06:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this is a lovely and resilient piece...that little flame in the heart keeps glowing through the cold, the sickness, and the hard days. Wonderful write. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2026 06:50
Cinematic / Cinematográfico
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I’ve had songs throw me back into old rooms before, so this landed for me. Music really does have a strange way of keeping our younger selves nearby. Great job on this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2026 06:27
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I’ve had songs throw me back into old rooms before, so this landed for me. Music really does have a strange way of keeping our younger selves nearby. Great job on this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2026 06:27
Cinematic / Cinematográfico
isa kemmy said:
I love the piem life is full of memories
October 2nd, 2026 19:49
isa kemmy said:
I love the piem life is full of memories
October 2nd, 2026 19:49
Cinematic / Cinematográfico
sorenbarrett said:
Yes I have reached the age of rerun in my life Carlos and it is both good and bad. Nice write my friend
October 2nd, 2026 13:29
sorenbarrett said:
Yes I have reached the age of rerun in my life Carlos and it is both good and bad. Nice write my friend
October 2nd, 2026 13:29
Cinematic / Cinematográfico
Lorenz said:
Timeless moonlight serenade ! Where the older we grow...
October 2nd, 2026 12:38
Lorenz said:
Timeless moonlight serenade ! Where the older we grow...
October 2nd, 2026 12:38
Being of waters. Ser de aguas
Jamiano said:
Beautiful poem of water imagery. I travel, in dreams or in life, alongside water. Hopefully, my next home destination, will allow me to daily walk along the shore.
October 1st, 2026 23:10
Jamiano said:
Beautiful poem of water imagery. I travel, in dreams or in life, alongside water. Hopefully, my next home destination, will allow me to daily walk along the shore.
October 1st, 2026 23:10
Being of waters. Ser de aguas
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I really liked the way this moved. Water, blood, voice, soul...it all felt connected without becoming overworked. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2026 10:06
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, I really liked the way this moved. Water, blood, voice, soul...it all felt connected without becoming overworked. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2026 10:06
Being of waters. Ser de aguas
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely write Carlos we are waters come from waters and made of water it is the essence of life. Nicely written my friend
October 1st, 2026 08:43
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely write Carlos we are waters come from waters and made of water it is the essence of life. Nicely written my friend
October 1st, 2026 08:43
Being of waters. Ser de aguas
rrodriguez said:
Me gustó mucho tu poema. Hay algo muy orgánico en la manera en que haces del agua una forma de ser, no simplemente una imagen. “Soy de aguas” me parece una hermosa declaración de identidad.
October 1st, 2026 08:22
rrodriguez said:
Me gustó mucho tu poema. Hay algo muy orgánico en la manera en que haces del agua una forma de ser, no simplemente una imagen. “Soy de aguas” me parece una hermosa declaración de identidad.
October 1st, 2026 08:22
Waters of My Torrent
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this feels very alive to me…not calm, not tidy, just full of movement and pressure. I enjoyed reading it, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2026 19:35
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Carlos, this feels very alive to me…not calm, not tidy, just full of movement and pressure. I enjoyed reading it, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2026 19:35
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