tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83060552577961984322024-03-18T18:57:31.113-07:00Punto y aparteMatamos lo que amamos,el resto no ha estado vivo nunca.Rosario Castellanospalomagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11840542284905351555noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-22346848476368358242023-07-29T09:19:00.004-07:002023-08-22T23:29:22.628-07:00Divina Tú - Carlos Macías (video oficial).<iframe style="background-image:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/HFOjUum13ts/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/HFOjUum13ts" frameborder="0"></iframe>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-80195655803363531452023-06-29T17:47:00.002-07:002023-06-29T17:47:45.574-07:00HOJAS DE OTOÑO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3wEjmi8i_uiDmZfpID-Sm_w503lauSnW1IJmkl93V0UMdHej03pQKL6pIPJmh9Z_OjealE1vQwDJB5-YyWa2LFoiIiBx3NAr9NX6J35q5SWHzGUXbid21x9iU2Da-UPLInlgNnX5W66-M3I6BLE3T-ABeEOQyedHP87IinKHE8nKNih5jJV3Qv6QFjQh/s480/hojas%20de%20oto%C3%B1o%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="353" data-original-width="480" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3wEjmi8i_uiDmZfpID-Sm_w503lauSnW1IJmkl93V0UMdHej03pQKL6pIPJmh9Z_OjealE1vQwDJB5-YyWa2LFoiIiBx3NAr9NX6J35q5SWHzGUXbid21x9iU2Da-UPLInlgNnX5W66-M3I6BLE3T-ABeEOQyedHP87IinKHE8nKNih5jJV3Qv6QFjQh/w400-h294/hojas%20de%20oto%C3%B1o%203.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-40157697499189664792023-06-09T04:40:00.001-07:002023-06-09T04:40:28.381-07:00MARIPOSA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWo5E0xx4Hz5orS2QiSh7uiNRL6V8d67hcrnwOI79BoNLrRnlesL3PXAR8T_x-03f1KQoq_igIE-rKAEwQbe3s5mEPNswe91L3URTzlsUopybtaStHtozWwBLu_ltu2GNYwCtc4ejBZ2r4kObi-vsoV_md4qKtL-bmmrNseEDlzRRFfMqd6-SdavaTDA/s551/mariposa%2021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="236" data-original-width="551" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWo5E0xx4Hz5orS2QiSh7uiNRL6V8d67hcrnwOI79BoNLrRnlesL3PXAR8T_x-03f1KQoq_igIE-rKAEwQbe3s5mEPNswe91L3URTzlsUopybtaStHtozWwBLu_ltu2GNYwCtc4ejBZ2r4kObi-vsoV_md4qKtL-bmmrNseEDlzRRFfMqd6-SdavaTDA/w400-h171/mariposa%2021.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-55826794298458915632023-06-02T05:30:00.003-07:002023-06-02T05:30:32.113-07:00CON MAGIA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32-c3cRW_5fiPdqBtvaN5EHDKSQx9IW0QDqFZOxh0etGp27BkzcHdkaAvJ3h1h_AFK8YPQljs8lAfOo_X_jNyRF9n_BOaQhjfwvx0tHBfx8nhSIlA4peh10FJuJ0mn_MmuxcTppqkfsJKfaEcgjfROBTB3Nirx9mzrc_n_jj4PGKS1hFqh5WJ0DQZ2w/s990/sola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="672" data-original-width="990" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32-c3cRW_5fiPdqBtvaN5EHDKSQx9IW0QDqFZOxh0etGp27BkzcHdkaAvJ3h1h_AFK8YPQljs8lAfOo_X_jNyRF9n_BOaQhjfwvx0tHBfx8nhSIlA4peh10FJuJ0mn_MmuxcTppqkfsJKfaEcgjfROBTB3Nirx9mzrc_n_jj4PGKS1hFqh5WJ0DQZ2w/w400-h271/sola.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-11134450115684267312021-11-17T20:55:00.001-08:002021-11-17T20:55:20.306-08:00LOS SUEÑOS<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbA1HfaWrHxLSxXPbNvILa1VzuhyKg6jEJb1BWWn86RdXBURLXPpwTksfAIkPjwi2UgJ7jWX-_njMqAWBnBB2kLqyp8GKLhcw-8-S7Bv7dUCnN7lddhmWUan1W28I-_Av6C-5G_eoDDPk/s562/sue%25C3%25B1os5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="333" data-original-width="562" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbA1HfaWrHxLSxXPbNvILa1VzuhyKg6jEJb1BWWn86RdXBURLXPpwTksfAIkPjwi2UgJ7jWX-_njMqAWBnBB2kLqyp8GKLhcw-8-S7Bv7dUCnN7lddhmWUan1W28I-_Av6C-5G_eoDDPk/w400-h251/sue%25C3%25B1os5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-42780082025273012232021-11-03T21:58:00.001-07:002023-04-18T21:32:44.874-07:00CARPE DIEM<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqApq5lFXTmZXEV0AGMTV3oLoEFDnWVk4ssizM04lzGEdWgnbFkj4gCGHNBWz9IM-2Xa__7mZ6fpYUW3JI5a6RUv1DW_H9U__TASs_m8Wy2dvfDa3NiNJL-Yzfh49-yq3wpLrbM6d2cRAi/s716/kjhjgyhg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="475" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqApq5lFXTmZXEV0AGMTV3oLoEFDnWVk4ssizM04lzGEdWgnbFkj4gCGHNBWz9IM-2Xa__7mZ6fpYUW3JI5a6RUv1DW_H9U__TASs_m8Wy2dvfDa3NiNJL-Yzfh49-yq3wpLrbM6d2cRAi/w265-h400/kjhjgyhg.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p>CARPE DIEM</p><p>Cruzar como ave impoluta</p><p>los cielos de la nostalgia</p><p>agujereando la impaciencia</p><p>acorralando la penumbra del hastío</p><p><br /></p><p>Ser Quijote sin molinos</p><p>aguacero de Mayo sin diluvios</p><p>replegar los desiertos abismales</p><p>aprendiendo a vivir paso por paso</p><p><br /></p><p>Detenerse a atesorar milagros</p><p>bañándose de luceros sin remordimiento</p><p>sentirme ligera, volátil, libre</p><p>sin el paredón de las tragedias</p><p><br /></p><p>Ir sin prisa ni itinerario</p><p>llenando los pulmones hasta embriagarse</p><p>con el alma perfumada como un bosque</p><p>y la carne absuelta de vanidades</p><p><br /></p><p>Aromada de oleajes de sal</p><p>agradezco a la vida haber amado</p><p>sin regatearle ni un tropiezo</p><p>en un pacto de paz germinar nuevos poemas</p><p><br /></p><p>Antes que se congele mi corazón de nube</p><p>y mi afán de soledad sea domesticado</p><p>y me torne frágil, muda en la lejía de los años</p><p>y mi letra muera de inanición y remolinos</p><p><br /></p><p>Volver a ser camino ,luz inagotable</p><p>delante y al frente la mirada</p><p>dejando el sentir a pecho abierto</p><p>carpe diem ...</p><p><br /></p><p>Paloma G. Castellanos, Autora</p><p>Derechos de autor reservados</p><p>Noviembre de 2021</p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-19170757460356149672021-08-08T20:45:00.000-07:002021-08-08T20:45:01.997-07:00¿A DONDE?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYQMls8c_gOxUuNcuulI2H4J5PG45l7dYOCA4LiXjc_6BhmPy1H5ixwknRk6RTL31Bex90A0EVIrsGEYnFD6C5-bOwtU1qxtlyNVDc_k7Q7Fojo79Kq-3atqIK1bP5tI2jLfbMwEfohLc/s495/sombrassol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="495" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYQMls8c_gOxUuNcuulI2H4J5PG45l7dYOCA4LiXjc_6BhmPy1H5ixwknRk6RTL31Bex90A0EVIrsGEYnFD6C5-bOwtU1qxtlyNVDc_k7Q7Fojo79Kq-3atqIK1bP5tI2jLfbMwEfohLc/w400-h340/sombrassol.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-6705972085912924032021-07-23T09:33:00.000-07:002021-07-23T09:33:57.043-07:00CATÁLISIS<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYmwIYHl8J4vgzJ4p2WGuTibNldAA2uEyQ95ATYZXzXGY8wym7-ecuVvuS2UUkjPGEAoyz1yBy7xxH0gJIL73DvKugHymCI3J4VJthi0owPyPFDEbGUkpD1LBkrMDuLLhMzBX8zf0ywLl/s500/entredos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYmwIYHl8J4vgzJ4p2WGuTibNldAA2uEyQ95ATYZXzXGY8wym7-ecuVvuS2UUkjPGEAoyz1yBy7xxH0gJIL73DvKugHymCI3J4VJthi0owPyPFDEbGUkpD1LBkrMDuLLhMzBX8zf0ywLl/s320/entredos.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>Nos transmutamos en euforias secretas</p><p>con nuestros recintos de soledades aplazadas</p><p>la bitácora de ausencias queda confinada</p><p>al misterio de adivinar el siguiente paso</p><p><br /></p><p>Prestidigitadores de remolinos seductores</p><p>nos acomodamos la vida en puñados de versos</p><p>sin enquistarnos en marchitas lejanías</p><p>aprendiendo a fusionarnos sin sobornarnos promesas</p><p><br /></p><p>Nada es inevitable, excepto tu </p><p>por eso zarpo desde tu navío sin puerto</p><p>amotinando la idea de no vivirte a secas</p><p>entre hebras huidizas urdiendo malabares</p><p><br /></p><p>Que las alcobas tristes ,desiertas</p><p>no cuenten con nosotros</p><p>y que tus manos celestes, ciegas ,mudas</p><p>recojan mis suspiros sin infiernos</p><p><br /></p><p>Demora tu beso más aguerrido</p><p>amatista y vivo en el vellocino </p><p>de mi femenino temblor desarropado</p><p>que quiero ir a ti desde mi misma</p><p><br /></p><p>Márcame la ruta de tus murmullos</p><p>desquíciame las huestes de latidos</p><p>enséñame a hallarnos sin dobleces</p><p>en la catálisis de este instante</p><p><br /></p><p>Paloma G. Castellanos (Autora)</p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-56958062968690331302021-07-02T21:20:00.001-07:002021-07-23T09:06:31.404-07:00TU NO PUEDES NO DEBES<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusbovMRakm1H8BesO6l_XFw1kIbiqtlffhAAxcFbo0NQjScPE69lVpuJFgKtY9pXZfsHA5AweyLdT2xNWQ8bW9uXUCCcnFHaUPE22DLkQCh3fSSj0k6wVto4n6tU9XCsUHmka-I2-A7BD/s344/guia.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="344" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusbovMRakm1H8BesO6l_XFw1kIbiqtlffhAAxcFbo0NQjScPE69lVpuJFgKtY9pXZfsHA5AweyLdT2xNWQ8bW9uXUCCcnFHaUPE22DLkQCh3fSSj0k6wVto4n6tU9XCsUHmka-I2-A7BD/s320/guia.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">TU NO PUEDES NO DEBES(A LOS PADRES)</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Tu no puedes, no debes</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">caminar su camino</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">quitar todos los abrojos que los hieren</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">porque del tropiezo aprenderán a seguir andando</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Tu no puedes ni debes</span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">arreglares la vida, ofrecerles todas las respuestas</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">sus preguntas nacieron en otro tiempo</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">y sus sueños solo viven en el futuro</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Son distintos y no te pertenecen</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">ayúdales</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> a ser solo ellos mismos</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">no les des modelos, ellos pueden encontrar los suyos</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">les diste la vida no el modo de vivirla</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Si creíste equivocarte, errar es de humanos</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">pero ellos tienen el poder de ser mejores</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">tienen el soplo del ahora para moldear su mañana</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">su felicidad no esta toda en tus manos ,ellos sabrán hallarla</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Tu no puedes ,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">no debes</span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">intervenir en sus decisiones</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">certeras o fallidas, son solo de ellos</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">solo puedes verlos volar como hijos de tus propias alas</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Paloma G. Castellanos, Autora</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Derechos de autor reservados. Año 2021</span></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-78303422444944540342021-05-27T21:25:00.002-07:002021-05-27T21:25:37.821-07:00¿OTRO CAFÉ?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpT5zFXfAgG4PTPwbpPLG4GQ6QIWrewnlusXGW6dxzAKVVovC0mqY7nPEyVZYV4vsNDsojxcqZP55WM1B2rKogrEbeLD5-0hwwq-T2hQVCkTLeJLAUgDJMAXZysL15EYnG3XJ4F5yy041/s520/cafey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="520" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpT5zFXfAgG4PTPwbpPLG4GQ6QIWrewnlusXGW6dxzAKVVovC0mqY7nPEyVZYV4vsNDsojxcqZP55WM1B2rKogrEbeLD5-0hwwq-T2hQVCkTLeJLAUgDJMAXZysL15EYnG3XJ4F5yy041/w400-h246/cafey.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-41649193809551982902021-05-20T20:44:00.001-07:002021-05-20T20:44:20.203-07:00Mirarnos desde dentro<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rkk8sDpYBLlFNQrFnG0b_VkLL8kM01K-GOqf6x9u92f5ILp5TLUEsQLsncShrf5R18mA2gYAirbH9P-QG7VFohzLz6S9aMStDktuHRH3h6wwQc0kuPkqzt1SQpaCLYMDFM9EJTsUkwiv/s555/espejo6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="555" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rkk8sDpYBLlFNQrFnG0b_VkLL8kM01K-GOqf6x9u92f5ILp5TLUEsQLsncShrf5R18mA2gYAirbH9P-QG7VFohzLz6S9aMStDktuHRH3h6wwQc0kuPkqzt1SQpaCLYMDFM9EJTsUkwiv/w400-h255/espejo6.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-64590598010096627092021-05-16T09:44:00.000-07:002021-05-16T09:44:02.924-07:00El poeta es...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3bAU8uH8JV-aMqMLXC1Hk8sgvkKD8kYhjCcQ31w7-iJ1c3oiB9_CGqNAJV3BZZTIQLEg5Vnjousy8y7edK0CfQlcvY-1xBcoRSVYbc00ZGs3Yk8O6Gk3lrSwmMCMmVOikBLtS6O1sj9Zc/s960/%252C%252Cmnnvvcdcd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3bAU8uH8JV-aMqMLXC1Hk8sgvkKD8kYhjCcQ31w7-iJ1c3oiB9_CGqNAJV3BZZTIQLEg5Vnjousy8y7edK0CfQlcvY-1xBcoRSVYbc00ZGs3Yk8O6Gk3lrSwmMCMmVOikBLtS6O1sj9Zc/w400-h400/%252C%252Cmnnvvcdcd.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><pre class="tw-data-text tw-text-large XcVN5d tw-ta" data-placeholder="Traducción" dir="ltr" id="tw-target-text" style="background-color: #f8f9fa; border: none; color: #202124; font-family: "Google Sans", arial, sans-serif !important; line-height: 36px; margin-bottom: -2px; margin-top: -2px; overflow-wrap: break-word; overflow: hidden; padding: 2px 0.14em 2px 0px; position: relative; resize: none; unicode-bidi: isolate; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 270px;"><span class="Y2IQFc" lang="en">The poet is a lonely lover who drinks the feeling of sipping with the moon, he gets drunk on impossible loves until his lyrics ache.</span></pre><pre class="tw-data-text tw-text-large XcVN5d tw-ta" data-placeholder="Traducción" dir="ltr" id="tw-target-text" style="background-color: #f8f9fa; border: none; color: #202124; font-family: "Google Sans", arial, sans-serif !important; line-height: 36px; margin-bottom: -2px; margin-top: -2px; overflow-wrap: break-word; overflow: hidden; padding: 2px 0.14em 2px 0px; position: relative; resize: none; unicode-bidi: isolate; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 270px;"><span class="Y2IQFc" lang="en">Paloma G. Castellanos.</span>Author</pre>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-33982965394605248692021-05-13T11:11:00.001-07:002021-05-13T11:11:34.142-07:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUaiVup0RDxqb82YiYZV3Ti0NoGyz70IJCHY8FEF1UG1MS8cOIZnVclDc5WxEb8S1V1c_i62BUt3F6hx4M0hXyVV9PmXZq4jBPD9E5JjH2_fZwM71sIDczn68Pis97z-wrsF-z4l7nS8vr/s727/997076_1557425384494144_1704272262112232641_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="727" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUaiVup0RDxqb82YiYZV3Ti0NoGyz70IJCHY8FEF1UG1MS8cOIZnVclDc5WxEb8S1V1c_i62BUt3F6hx4M0hXyVV9PmXZq4jBPD9E5JjH2_fZwM71sIDczn68Pis97z-wrsF-z4l7nS8vr/s320/997076_1557425384494144_1704272262112232641_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-15285172773655726032021-05-09T15:03:00.002-07:002021-05-09T15:03:58.717-07:00Instantes<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZl_OgQGmaGT8kteX9nDT4TqYwiPAeS0r7w6a8OqULGA1GL2OjrB_IR3PLeTC1-SxK5HDhuShYFrIQckG3ECKnLhatKngJEqAryc61MSZT3pfilUW_IhffETUMPFZjPevYCOT-o8R4Fd0/s646/amigas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="157" data-original-width="646" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZl_OgQGmaGT8kteX9nDT4TqYwiPAeS0r7w6a8OqULGA1GL2OjrB_IR3PLeTC1-SxK5HDhuShYFrIQckG3ECKnLhatKngJEqAryc61MSZT3pfilUW_IhffETUMPFZjPevYCOT-o8R4Fd0/w468-h197/amigas.jpg" width="468" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-59347456761427973672021-05-06T20:15:00.001-07:002021-05-06T20:15:23.834-07:00Un buen amor<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrMkKHbGPQMpFI1840RyVE4mdbZnsCF2TF_k9-3pJvm4eKobJX8fHUFkMFtAvyJMilwE5dxr9zrRHviAJ3ff7jMiEKqMPrQmOWu3XL0ycP4ogq95iL_PxJ02n1-nDZ4Lk6PeMSoX2Vvaz/s976/20638211_10154976050703721_544330242825361137_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="976" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrMkKHbGPQMpFI1840RyVE4mdbZnsCF2TF_k9-3pJvm4eKobJX8fHUFkMFtAvyJMilwE5dxr9zrRHviAJ3ff7jMiEKqMPrQmOWu3XL0ycP4ogq95iL_PxJ02n1-nDZ4Lk6PeMSoX2Vvaz/w400-h295/20638211_10154976050703721_544330242825361137_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-75105110035313227202021-03-25T11:30:00.001-07:002021-03-28T08:37:53.904-07:00DUELOS<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngZB2vK4Fy0H_ZTFOtfbqLl7lFZ6pHaBn6W0rDmoqDylIGQ6611TAuWnG-f5J_lRJvxxTEZ6H0XGcRJGL-fStEls8jzL2cCwpji9zCiRqIZAzcgcrraTPhB7gn8w-M_kEqxUc3RMdcVAZ/s331/44452990_2231576110186389_9197258768839081984_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="331" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngZB2vK4Fy0H_ZTFOtfbqLl7lFZ6pHaBn6W0rDmoqDylIGQ6611TAuWnG-f5J_lRJvxxTEZ6H0XGcRJGL-fStEls8jzL2cCwpji9zCiRqIZAzcgcrraTPhB7gn8w-M_kEqxUc3RMdcVAZ/s320/44452990_2231576110186389_9197258768839081984_n.jpg" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p></p><p>Perder no es perder</p><p>es trascender ,mutar, enfrentar</p><p>es cambios y resiliencia</p><p>dolor por dentro, dolor con sentido</p><p>dolor del alma ,paliativo del agobio</p><p><br /></p><p>Es puente sin mapas</p><p>sin ruta ni brújula</p><p>resurgir al impulso del espasmo</p><p>amanecer de ausencia</p><p>brebaje amargo del silencio</p><p><br /></p><p>Perdiste a un ser amado</p><p>tu trabajo de vida, tu país</p><p>una separación ,tu casa o tus amigos</p><p>recuerda que no es castigo ni hay culpa, son cambios</p><p>la vida no lleva atajos, solo un sentido, avanzar.</p><p><br /></p><p>Caminar hacia delante. tomar impulso, renovarse</p><p>desatar el nudo del dolor, airear la pena</p><p>sacarle un beso a las lagrimas</p><p>penetrar la oquedad del vacío</p><p>para llenarlo de nuevos bríos</p><p><br /></p><p>Darle sentido a lo sentido</p><p>su tiempo al duelo sanador</p><p>y mirar alrededor serenamente</p><p>remendar lo roto, resanar las grietas</p><p>llegara. siempre llega el modo de volver a andar.</p><p><br /></p><p>Paloma G. Castellanos. Autora</p><p>Marzo de 2021,ante el duelo</p><p>de tantos ,en este terrible pandemia.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-11167817875833829172021-03-22T06:15:00.002-07:002021-03-22T06:15:55.535-07:00Poesía es...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr62RoLH8nvm7kgZyqlBJXJITift3-QER5rXDrkSmbMeCxLUIj5E9Apjl1f3toi3D45LkGqORAA4XwlD76zhhMrRtEo2sEY6nNYzTsunBKB18GmBUMZBY6LRM9ABjfcUHy9pF8YpW8m4cX/s525/yopoeta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="525" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr62RoLH8nvm7kgZyqlBJXJITift3-QER5rXDrkSmbMeCxLUIj5E9Apjl1f3toi3D45LkGqORAA4XwlD76zhhMrRtEo2sEY6nNYzTsunBKB18GmBUMZBY6LRM9ABjfcUHy9pF8YpW8m4cX/w400-h305/yopoeta.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-68081618211307484712021-02-09T09:50:00.000-08:002021-02-09T09:50:03.854-08:00DIME CUALQUIER COSA<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqa2hia_62p72KEQ9FmUXPqGk5WlH8jDWReXjTnOvF090EkYEUY5mmY_A_4gjkRyf7Rnikhb5jGOm522aWevT-mD6bY4itHc-WX_Znh8tFyWXtUZfz5j5rCRdBZf-1WwSdVi5EA4ptHD5C/s831/mirame.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="831" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqa2hia_62p72KEQ9FmUXPqGk5WlH8jDWReXjTnOvF090EkYEUY5mmY_A_4gjkRyf7Rnikhb5jGOm522aWevT-mD6bY4itHc-WX_Znh8tFyWXtUZfz5j5rCRdBZf-1WwSdVi5EA4ptHD5C/s400/mirame.jpg"/></a></div>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-73338126829164580132021-02-02T09:10:00.002-08:002021-02-02T09:10:40.100-08:00TUS OJOS...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyML3BRxNlmLAVmLRybni4M-Vz_pxcIwjl6gD9CoHr1L-GvJZrRQg45XYRXHqNb8nS0Caz1SJ3TdRjrrGH_5Lo71Q6zUMctyik2-XmH9dwG0hAl-XDAs75qyqRfbwx2jucvaLIOHzjuQmL/s564/miradas.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="564" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyML3BRxNlmLAVmLRybni4M-Vz_pxcIwjl6gD9CoHr1L-GvJZrRQg45XYRXHqNb8nS0Caz1SJ3TdRjrrGH_5Lo71Q6zUMctyik2-XmH9dwG0hAl-XDAs75qyqRfbwx2jucvaLIOHzjuQmL/s400/miradas.jpg"/></a></div>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-6983740075804479502021-01-27T09:12:00.001-08:002021-01-27T09:12:20.173-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZuydrazSQ3vCKas7EVaYD7oJxAYKX_iL9O4rG29vIttq73pJTmWJc1eMCQLuDtOqs7eAg2-aktogZcta9IOJhqOS2N__owWXxaPbG592Jf3GwelSQUb0EO5Xmw4r3EmKDDOKKAdLORVn/s646/126418206_3656152694427849_890467019618159713_n.jpg" style="display: block; 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Ajustemos los relojes
ahora que da vuelta el calendario
el año del horror ya agoniza
pero ha cambiado nuestras vidas
ha devorado la inocencia
y hemos topado con el silencio
de cuatro paredes perplejas
de un encierro atorrante
el cadaver de la libertad
da la espalda a lo inconcebible
el desdén, la ignorancia y la inconciencia
han tendido el tapete rojo de victoria a la muerte
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Ajustemos los relojes
que ha cambiado la vida
el aire mismo cargado de virulencia
el beso y el tacto prohibidos
cubrir el rostro y el terror
de saberse vulnerables, piezas del ajedrez
de una trama incierta y oscura
que desvela a los mismos ángeles
los corazones ensayan detenerse
bajo una cápsula plástica de agonía
espantando los zopilotes del exterminio
los cuatro jinetes amenazantes
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Ajustemos los relojes
Reparemos la herida a ojos abiertos
que nuestros niños no merecen esta herencia
quemaremos el copal de los ancestros
que la chirimia anuncie un nuevo día
y el águila devore las serpientes del espanto
tragaremos la píldora de la desdicha
y seguiremos adelante sin rendirnos
hemos aprendido cuan valiosa es la vida
cuan necesaria cada bocanada de aire limpio
cuan indispensable es darnos la mano
cuan mágico es el calor de un abrazo
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Ajustemos los relojes
que se han roto las fronteras
tatuados los parpados de esperanza
otra vida nos espera,donde todo ha cambiado
dentro del caos,hallaremos rumbo
soñaremos que hay todavía camino por hacer
y no estaremos ni solos ni vencidos
recobraremos las plazas y los patios
las sonrisas de los niños
no inocularemos desaliento
mientras halla brillo en nuestros ojos
un nuevo año comienza en el resto de nuestra vida.
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Paloma G. Castellanos.autora
Final del año de la peste 2020
(Chirimia-instrumento musical de viento-madera parecido al oboe,rudimentario/
Copal-incienso utilizado como instrumento de limpieza, agradecimiento y ofrenda, cuya historia data desde la época prehispánica/
El Aguila y la Serpiente-antiguo mito, en el que se vaticinaba a los mexicas, de que ese era el signo que confirmaría el sitio donde deberían fundar Tenochtitlan)PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-7596330944846787982020-12-18T09:01:00.001-08:002020-12-18T09:01:21.659-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYE5yfDxd8IVlxY_9kjW8dhghoVvUW8RyedsNyVUZ6_T8mTSCVMKwIdb3IabfweyHSZWvKufc-Q20ro4XyGywaOXW9j693v260SO0b0_8oT1F5EAwDDfUPPEQeWejcWZ6swAthkOvZNKPi/s690/FB_IMG_1608293399521.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="690" data-original-width="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYE5yfDxd8IVlxY_9kjW8dhghoVvUW8RyedsNyVUZ6_T8mTSCVMKwIdb3IabfweyHSZWvKufc-Q20ro4XyGywaOXW9j693v260SO0b0_8oT1F5EAwDDfUPPEQeWejcWZ6swAthkOvZNKPi/s400/FB_IMG_1608293399521.jpg"/></a></div>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-79568017888459223292020-12-05T12:05:00.001-08:002020-12-05T12:05:28.033-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib_L_DbkAyQ4Q0i9geEvplmWflJesf_z-DefHx7NzwWFRPTxxpqjT5VE-ffFzZTvmtxy10cqWe0MdkWwOC-PCmKMTORT1ffPxcfh0qHtEVeSMiMWWTN1J6aP8D0x_7CTHKDbk2qNhL94VS/s458/solaplaya.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="402" data-original-width="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib_L_DbkAyQ4Q0i9geEvplmWflJesf_z-DefHx7NzwWFRPTxxpqjT5VE-ffFzZTvmtxy10cqWe0MdkWwOC-PCmKMTORT1ffPxcfh0qHtEVeSMiMWWTN1J6aP8D0x_7CTHKDbk2qNhL94VS/s400/solaplaya.jpg"/></a></div>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306055257796198432.post-58217131883643757992020-11-21T21:24:00.002-08:002020-11-21T21:24:56.557-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kB8K8YDNtnEhmPR-nvN9I8y9jpQeOxetFGbIVRsDJ7q4hy8hCpOuGOXQXUXLkVUji7SrS01KJDZJuBzvSLqAkjN5j9S5U-UIgCM4iixsBFtH4EVZjtOv45lsX8f6SMv0qWCdbKO0VgdY/s472/nosontus+2.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="472" data-original-width="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kB8K8YDNtnEhmPR-nvN9I8y9jpQeOxetFGbIVRsDJ7q4hy8hCpOuGOXQXUXLkVUji7SrS01KJDZJuBzvSLqAkjN5j9S5U-UIgCM4iixsBFtH4EVZjtOv45lsX8f6SMv0qWCdbKO0VgdY/s400/nosontus+2.jpg"/></a></div>PalomaGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10803726757687514490noreply@blogger.com0