I do not write poetry out of distr…
there is a Wonder a golden light t…
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
Listen with calm and joy Listen with happiness ...his story is a tragedy There is joy there is pain There is beauty there is darkness
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…
how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
A un verdadero caballero siempre s… A un nesesitado cualquera batalla… Un verdadero caballero tiene la F… El nesesitado cualquera no la tien… La sabiduria biene de arriba.
The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
