skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Tinta de Tatuador Albino
A poetry space
Updated some Wednesdays
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
Symphonies of Color
How good it’s to breathe.
How good it’s to kiss.
How good is to feel
that, while life’s real,
There are symphonies
Of color
To live.
Finished on 05-22-11
0 comentarios:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
About me
My name is Lisandro Berenguer. I was born (and currently live in) Buenos Aires, Argentina. I'm an actor/writer/director.
I don't know why poetry comes to me in English. It just does.
After a long time not publishing this blog, it's back, and I plan to keep it for a long time.
Please feel free to comment on the poems. And enjoy.
Followers
Blog Archive
►
2012
(3)
►
February
(2)
I am
Clearly
►
January
(1)
Möbius strip
▼
2011
(25)
►
December
(1)
Dominus
►
October
(2)
A trip
Comedy of life
►
September
(2)
The fox in the trap
Down the rabbit hole
►
August
(2)
Dorei
Emancipation
▼
July
(2)
Tangerine Taste
Symphonies of Color
►
June
(3)
Staring
Bleak Blank
Tomorrow Gone
►
May
(2)
Why
Enslave me
►
April
(2)
Minotaur
Eating body
►
March
(2)
Picture of you
Gardener of toys
►
February
(4)
Vortex
Compulsive truther
Broken Words
The white woman
►
January
(3)
Adventurous spirit
Triangle of infinite sides
Her whole
►
2010
(27)
►
December
(5)
Landscape of fears and sorrows
Flying monkeys around you
To E.
Predator
Glowing doubt
►
November
(1)
The pupil
►
October
(3)
Into Never Never land
The last laugh
Freeflow
►
September
(5)
The girl who was made of money
Delphic
Haiku #2
Haiku #1
New Body
►
August
(4)
Final stop
Pagan
Why does the Fox chase the Rabbit?
Ode to the measure system
►
July
(4)
Exposure
Equality
Desiring my object
A quartet
►
June
(5)
►
2006
(28)
►
May
(8)
►
April
(8)
►
March
(12)
0 comentarios:
Post a Comment