DREAMED WATERS
Immersed in the waters,
beaches of sand and foam.
Waters that break into gentle waves.
Waves to ride, between the waves and the sky.
In that sea of childhood, in the waves that submerge us,
in the pleasure of feeling the sun's caresses on the skin.
In that magical place of memories,
dreamed waters of the sea,
floating in waters,
saltwater,
waters.
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AGUAS ENSOÑADAS
Inmerso en las aguas,
playas de arena y espuma.
Aguas que rompen en olas suaves.
Olas para cabalgar, entre las olas y el cielo.
En ese mar de la niñez, en las olas que nos sumergen,
en el placer de sentir las caricias del sol en la piel.
En ese lugar mágico de los recuerdos,
aguas ensoñadas de la mar,
flotando en aguas,
agua de sal,
aguas.
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No necesito entrar al mar.
El mar ya está en mí...
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Author:
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS (
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Comments2
The sea has always been a metaphor for life and here is used well to illustrate the sentiments of the poem. Very nice
Carlos, I loved this. The gentle repetition of the water imagery gives the poem a calm, meditative rhythm, and the memories of childhood make it all the more inviting. Then that final thought brings everything together so naturally...some places become part of us forever. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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