tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1480911878824638712024-02-07T20:45:18.861-08:00BreveríasMinipoemasJesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.comBlogger1439125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-64009667563439320012021-10-21T09:32:00.003-07:002021-10-21T09:32:20.373-07:00Parusía<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" /></a></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Algo vivo en la Tierra se descubre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y vibra en los hogares...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿Busca paz?, ¿busca amor?, ¿busca alegría?...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿o la luz de una madre?...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">En su fuerza brutal</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">se estremecen las cumbres y los valles...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y, sin embargo, pocos lo perciben,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">como al viejo mendigo de la calle.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-91452642262032522462021-10-17T13:38:00.004-07:002021-10-17T13:38:51.024-07:00La Oración Copulativa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Copula conmigo, Amor,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y demos fruto sagrado</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">al impulso creador.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Son sagradas oraciones</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que expanden en sus latidos</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">los amantes corazones.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Que en el principio fue el verbo,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y si el verbo no cupula</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">del engaño se hace siervo...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y en su prisión disimula.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Deja que el alma reciba</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">su esencia y en ella vibre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">su oración copulativa...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡la verdad que te hace libre!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Una música rosa me estremece</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">abrazada al azul del infinito,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">todo se expande y crece</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">en cada ciclo...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Muere el hombre y la danza permanece.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-1643149514650166072021-10-11T10:28:00.000-07:002021-10-11T10:28:08.419-07:00Contando ovejitas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" /></a></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Cada oveja, su pareja;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">cada pareja, su reja,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y tras la reja, la queja</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que los une y los aleja,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y el fingir</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que eso es vivir</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y que es feliz la pareja...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Hace siempre tanto daño</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">alejarse del rebaño</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">si el rebaño no se deja.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-67845351436094085062021-09-29T07:19:00.005-07:002021-10-02T08:15:46.444-07:00El Valle de Lágrimas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vY7gfS1T0uf9T4O80-77SHTEGAxW-nRQxDJdqatW8YATDcHT6-j9HSG8urg_s87VDZrHCuYDxpLNaut2A2rEoHBVby_41nsx5gFI4cLZ2NeN8veZocPZhSmCfKdm9CnGtw3_Ir03uGgF/s1600/Aguac.jpg" /></a></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Llora el enfermo y el niño,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">la moto y el diputado:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡quien no lloró no ha mamado</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">de la teta del cariño!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tanto llora, llora tanto</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">este mundo triste y feo</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que no habrá para su aseo</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">más agüita que su llanto.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ya que los chorros del oro</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">no sirven para limpiar</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">tanta miseria, ¡a llorar</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y a limpiarla con tu lloro!</span></span></div>
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-59650912141995160482021-09-24T10:12:00.001-07:002021-09-24T10:12:13.850-07:00El Evangelio según Van Gogh<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">La vida verdadera no es posible</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">en el reino del César, no hay color</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">en las treinta monedas del ahorcado,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">el capital sin corazón,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">no pinta nada el Infinito</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">donde no hay otro arte</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que el del torero atroz...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">¡Arráncate la oreja</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">y divide el dolor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">y deja de tu amante ante la reja</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">multiplicar el Reino del Amor!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hogar Naturaleza,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">todas las bendiciones</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">- y todas las lecciones -</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">están en tu verdad, que es la Belleza...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Más allá no hay Amor,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">solamente el error</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">de la humana pobreza...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Odio, codicia, frustración, dolor...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-86320486723069110722021-09-24T10:03:00.001-07:002021-09-24T10:03:07.430-07:00La Basuraleza<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-41494749365514685352021-09-15T12:19:00.000-07:002021-09-15T12:19:04.108-07:00Museo de la Basura (entrada gratuita)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-30276113037727941872021-09-13T01:39:00.005-07:002021-09-13T01:39:51.387-07:00Las Bobas de Beauvoir<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿Mujer fácil?... ¿Eso qué es?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Si ser hombre es tan díficil,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡imagina ser mujer!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡No hay mujer simple y sencilla,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">a menos que la idiotice</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">el complejo de costilla!</span></span></div>
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-90469495770263146302021-09-08T03:19:00.000-07:002021-09-08T03:19:14.301-07:00La Civilización del Uso<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Hermoso anochecer, casi solemne;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">los árboles se abrazan a la Luna,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">anhelantes de alguna</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">verdad sabia y perenne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">en su argentino resplandor... y en eso,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">una pareja, una,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">sella todo el paisaje con un beso.</span></div>
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-31598035182789572112021-09-04T12:39:00.005-07:002021-09-04T12:39:39.322-07:00El Bigote de Hitler (poema que no es un poema)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">La máxima de la Civilización Occidental</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">(alias Pornocivilización, para los amigos)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">es la diferencia de roles;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">la propaganda exhibe / desmiente sin rubor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">aquello que niega / proclama la ideología...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Y le llaman Progreso...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-65018898346292064852021-09-02T09:32:00.002-07:002021-09-02T09:32:18.513-07:00La Especie de los Orígenes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Limitación: imitación</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">que se recrea, que rehuye</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">de la verdad del corazón</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">para morir donde no fluye</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">la Creación.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-36288203218525986052021-08-29T00:41:00.001-07:002021-08-29T00:41:17.710-07:00La mano que cuece las papas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">La mano que cuece la papa,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">por su mal,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">del sistema patriarcal</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">ni lo quiere ni se escapa...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">El que huye,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">vanamente,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">reconstruye</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">la prisión que está en su mente</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">y que su mente destruye.</span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">Hoy el amor es control,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">con trolas y con troleos:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">mandan corazones feos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">y se destierra hasta el sol</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">divino de los deseos...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">¡Vaya tropa!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">¡El amor de los ateos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">es la codicia de Europa!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-37634417924278995872021-08-22T03:05:00.000-07:002021-08-22T03:05:20.916-07:00Capullos sin alas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">El hombre es la medida de todas las cosas,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">pero no de la vida:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">la vida no vivida</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">es suplantada por codicias vanidosas...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Idolatrías sin medida!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Oh cosas asquerosas,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">las sombras de un Edén</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que es también</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">la Tierra prometida!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-1085400042804730882021-07-25T09:29:00.005-07:002021-07-25T09:29:47.834-07:00Merkadona... ¡alguien te ama en la ciudad!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Merkadona... ¿I home merka?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">La Merka del Occidente</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">dirigente,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">torpe, terca,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">al machismo intransigente</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">e inconsciente</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">le da más giros de tuerca...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y el mercado y la basura</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y la sombra de los dos</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">suplantan a la Natura</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">con su dios</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">vengativo de la usura.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148091187882463871.post-42733844720759813932021-07-18T13:41:00.001-07:002021-07-18T13:41:10.927-07:00Mala gente que camina y va apestando la Tierra<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Borrachos!... ¡El mundo es vuestro!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Podéis brindar victoriosos!...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Que los sobrios envidiosos</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">se queden con sus ancestros,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">sus porvenires siniestros</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y sus ripios luminosos!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡Horrorosos</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">mamarrachos!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">El mundo es vuestro, borrachos,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">y con manta y carretera,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">con vino y sin ilusión,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">os espera...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">¡El mundo es la borrachera</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;">que os mueve el corazón!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jesús María Bustelo Acevedo</span></span></div>Jesús Maríahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01676606861244947605noreply@blogger.com0