tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974344645015183212024-03-12T23:12:58.146+00:00Flautista De Neón.Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.comBlogger120125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-47823933844378790382012-04-25T21:31:00.000+01:002012-04-25T21:31:28.894+01:00SALUDOS A MIS SEGUIDORES.<br />
La falta de tiempo no me permite dedicar tanto tiempo como antes a este lugar.<br />
Por ello, os dejo el enlace donde publico las realizaciones de mi principal afición, la fotografía y el tratamiento digital de la imagen.<br />
Espero que os guste.<br />
Saludos, y muchas gracias por vuestras visitas.<br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">Un saludo muy afectuoso a mis seguidores, y visitantes habituales. Gracias por estar ahí.</span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><br /></span></i></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-42476707367930099992011-02-28T00:23:00.000+00:002011-02-28T00:23:11.395+00:00" La Estrella Del Universo De Tu Vida ".<span style="color: #351c75;">( Dedicado a M.R.C. con todo el cariño de mi amistad ).</span> <div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Son fugaces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">muchas estrellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que surcan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">el espacio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu vida.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Pero entre todas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">hay estrellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que destacan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">por el brillo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">intenso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de sus auras.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Son estrellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que iluminan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">el bienestar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu alma.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Son estrellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que iluminan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">la magnitud,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu esencia.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Y entre todas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">la que más brilla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">con cegadora luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de serenidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de felicidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de intenso amor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de impecable presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">eterna,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">poderosa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">y sublime,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">es la estrella,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">más brillante,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">la que muestra,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">su grandeza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">con la mayor sencilllez.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Es la estrella,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">del Universo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">multicolor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">risueña,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">feliz.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Es la estrella,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que un día,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">no muy lejano,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">nació,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu condición,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de mujer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de creadora,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de vida.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Tu estrella.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Porque siempre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">llenará de luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">cada instante,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de tu existencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">porque siempre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">bañará tu corazón,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">con los hilos dorados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que brotan, de su alma.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Es,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">tu estrella,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">por siempre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">para toda la eternidad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, a 26 de Febrero de 2011.</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-14250954180589017262011-01-30T01:34:00.000+00:002011-01-30T01:34:59.167+00:00" Me han dado un premio ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12-0MKRmIBX188-i5ilMdSkjyTsWutUC_iFFs4LDXsP1skfT3d29VpfXh9LlUSKlXB7vp2hUQfM36tkS7fHKgCEQ-h92zZSOqAgZtpRIczluJApu_D_JRmGTbah_OTS6jOfpYQucwA09j/s1600/Premiosblogs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12-0MKRmIBX188-i5ilMdSkjyTsWutUC_iFFs4LDXsP1skfT3d29VpfXh9LlUSKlXB7vp2hUQfM36tkS7fHKgCEQ-h92zZSOqAgZtpRIczluJApu_D_JRmGTbah_OTS6jOfpYQucwA09j/s320/Premiosblogs.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pues sí.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mi amiga Ely, del blog</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://cuentosconencanto.blogspot.com/">"Cuentos con Encanto"</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">ha tenido la consideración de ofrecerme este presente.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Un premio que acepto con enorme gratitud.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que me anima a seguir adelante.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gracias, Ely.</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-36135414334575200972010-11-29T00:43:00.000+00:002010-11-29T00:43:39.264+00:00" Luces En La Noche ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_S1DMmGzGU-em1_qbIwvSsjk2v-J_NaQuzGFOU-DgwQEyRGIPdT9ExKjim9kMr3K3RbtjS1AlvRKSzUtbJxDzibtIA7aklrywgF9-pMG3a8MjCz5EJz8b6zkvqR-4rr5THH9NYCmLi-f/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_S1DMmGzGU-em1_qbIwvSsjk2v-J_NaQuzGFOU-DgwQEyRGIPdT9ExKjim9kMr3K3RbtjS1AlvRKSzUtbJxDzibtIA7aklrywgF9-pMG3a8MjCz5EJz8b6zkvqR-4rr5THH9NYCmLi-f/s400/1.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Entre las oscuras sombras,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de la noche,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">aparecían ante mí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">dispersos destellos luminosos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">como diminutos trazos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que adornaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">el paisaje.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Y fué mi mente,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entonces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la que entró,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en dinámica conexión,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">creativa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con la imagen,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">alterando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">su estática realidad.</span></em></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Y esas luces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">cobraron vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en intensas combinaciones,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de luz y sombra,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de color y brillo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en dinámicos balanceos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">ofreciendo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">imágenes diferentes.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Nuevas perspectivas,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que matizan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">el protagonismo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de algo habitual,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">convertido,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en puro arte</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Es el arte,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de dar movimiento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">donde no lo hay.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">De buscar esa imagen,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que no existe.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;"></span></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXImr7OufD4k6GsCFolyKGmY9pMr5WPVg4jvCDIHuPB-KeKQJFiyBh8NiiaVrKf-EfNzvx_q_r7DDL6gIzYq5Bt3Wc2JYYdZh2rsiYqGgalyditOfK0zpoCbs4rgI5rym_qx4JE7HK2BA/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXImr7OufD4k6GsCFolyKGmY9pMr5WPVg4jvCDIHuPB-KeKQJFiyBh8NiiaVrKf-EfNzvx_q_r7DDL6gIzYq5Bt3Wc2JYYdZh2rsiYqGgalyditOfK0zpoCbs4rgI5rym_qx4JE7HK2BA/s400/6.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">De crear,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">un evento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que sólo existió,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en un fugaz instante,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de la vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">y que jamás habrá,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;"> otro igual.</span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXImr7OufD4k6GsCFolyKGmY9pMr5WPVg4jvCDIHuPB-KeKQJFiyBh8NiiaVrKf-EfNzvx_q_r7DDL6gIzYq5Bt3Wc2JYYdZh2rsiYqGgalyditOfK0zpoCbs4rgI5rym_qx4JE7HK2BA/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Son,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">luces en la noche,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que así se muestran,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">cuando los ojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">son capaces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de observar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con otra mirada.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">La mirada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">creativa.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><em><span style="color: black;">Gonzalo Bautista, Noviembre de 2010</span></em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-76415246001839555822010-10-31T01:02:00.000+00:002010-10-31T01:02:10.009+00:00" Los Faros De Fuencaliente ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIhuShgsj9b_l6UMODPvBdBYHm1TMHQf_mPU2s-H-I0VLRhl6eDwwHjpIdm2SnsZUSJY6JdLgqmhU0a88TjITcs-28XxWBDgGxss8Ke6CH51ntS_JOyVHo9fCDffe-VcPmjMmPefXP3pw/s1600/Faro+Viejo+Fuencaliente.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIhuShgsj9b_l6UMODPvBdBYHm1TMHQf_mPU2s-H-I0VLRhl6eDwwHjpIdm2SnsZUSJY6JdLgqmhU0a88TjITcs-28XxWBDgGxss8Ke6CH51ntS_JOyVHo9fCDffe-VcPmjMmPefXP3pw/s400/Faro+Viejo+Fuencaliente.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Fué allá, por el año 1971, cuando el volcán Teneguía despertó de su descanso, conmocionando a los vecinos de Fuencaliente, en la isla de La Palma.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Muchas toneladas de roca líquida salieron por su cráter durante meses, entre nubes de cenizas, olores de azufre y constantes explosiones de gases.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Un gran río de lava, se desplazaba lento y amenazante ladera abajo, en imparable avance hacia el mar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Más abajo, el faro de Fuencaliente desafiaba a la temible destrucción que la lava causaba en su camino.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Todos temían lo peor, la desaparición del faro era inminente, y nada se podía hacer para salvarlo. Iba a ser engullido por la lava, sin remedio.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Pero nadie se esperaba lo que iba a suceder justo en el último instante.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">La enorme lengua de lava se paraba junto al faro, a escasos metros de su estructura, sin causarle graves daños, como si una mano divina lo protegiese.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Aquel suceso dió mucho de qué hablar por muchos años. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Durante la erupción, tres hombres del pueblo, arriesgaron sus vidas en una pequeña barca de madera, ya que por tierra era imposible acceder, para poder subir al faro, desde el mar, entre las humeantes lenguas de lava que entraban en el océano, y así poder cuidar que siguiese guiando con sus destellos de luz a los navegantes que con sus barcos pasaran por aquellos parajes.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Un tiempo más tarde, se comenzó la construcción de un nuevo faro, quedando el antiguo como monumento a su supervivencia tras la erupción volcánica.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">En la actualidad, su interior está rehabilitado como Museo del Mar y Centro de Interpretación de la Reserva Marina, para la concienciación de una conducta ecológica de los seres humanos ante la vida de animales marinos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Un paraje que vale la pena visitar, ya que no sólo es la belleza de su paisaje, sino las indescriptibles sensaciones que transmite esa tierra, una tierra que fué hace apenas unas décadas, dominada por fuego y lavas volcánicas.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Sopla el viento,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">en las cálidas noches,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">de verano,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">y con sus suaves manos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">etéreas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">acaricia las hojas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">de las palmeras.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu27W_J8H8-lk3gHGSSE0AtUUeEZv3W5jSMLdUMHVpvG-YLrFZb4nFKlx-YpyRjjXpctQuA0GSPpTGzTtaSB6bnddM5r7HGEAs1F4Omh9D3OnSzBof0AkSWjEB9pPF5eil-xlVf7fGRoTm/s1600/Palmeras+Viento+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu27W_J8H8-lk3gHGSSE0AtUUeEZv3W5jSMLdUMHVpvG-YLrFZb4nFKlx-YpyRjjXpctQuA0GSPpTGzTtaSB6bnddM5r7HGEAs1F4Omh9D3OnSzBof0AkSWjEB9pPF5eil-xlVf7fGRoTm/s400/Palmeras+Viento+2.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Y juega,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entre los vaivenes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de sus tallos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que bailan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">al son de los susurros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de la brisa.</span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Palmeras,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">que se mueven,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">interpretando todas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">al unísono,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">una bella sinfonía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de suaves tonos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">delicados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">en lentos movimientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">en lentos balanceos.</span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Palmeras,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">que reposan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">en la noche,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">arropadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">por las tenues luces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de farolas.</span></em></div> <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Palmeras,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">que al viento deben,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">sus discretos bailes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">silenciosos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">cuando nadie las mira,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en su más estricta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">intimidad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeYs0J-AZzEJmoFZBtUB34h_bsJ-fwTG0bYT5odrnHOWOS7ZSG38yszWkcP18zXunvQYg40qPe_6cJOrIaYT6fwTUnNLAK-t7OPk-vSGV8rNL4oaLu91Wdc9YWZC7VM5swo2mKd42r0C0/s1600/Palmeras+Viento+6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeYs0J-AZzEJmoFZBtUB34h_bsJ-fwTG0bYT5odrnHOWOS7ZSG38yszWkcP18zXunvQYg40qPe_6cJOrIaYT6fwTUnNLAK-t7OPk-vSGV8rNL4oaLu91Wdc9YWZC7VM5swo2mKd42r0C0/s400/Palmeras+Viento+6.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #660000;">Hoy,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #660000;">han bailado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #660000;">para mí.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #660000;"> </span></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOplxwEgZwzwUkDOVUuySCEMpDgO8VxDdbdFN_K5BzEt0HkZAsvYns5HQVHYhGTiEZEbwWI-8BsA1s7MeBvk1U5V-HchfnWheu9PiqsmNpNaEzBaNugAxfCvd-WSzpC5nMFAKjSFPd4yJ8/s1600/Palmeras+Viento+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOplxwEgZwzwUkDOVUuySCEMpDgO8VxDdbdFN_K5BzEt0HkZAsvYns5HQVHYhGTiEZEbwWI-8BsA1s7MeBvk1U5V-HchfnWheu9PiqsmNpNaEzBaNugAxfCvd-WSzpC5nMFAKjSFPd4yJ8/s400/Palmeras+Viento+7.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Mis ojos,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">han captado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">su saludo silencioso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">su discreta invitación,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">a que baile,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">junto a ellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">con las caricias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de los vientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">bajo la tenue luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de las farolas.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Octubre De 2010.</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-27528910928249543092010-09-22T23:25:00.000+01:002010-09-22T23:25:26.592+01:00" Naturaleza Muerta ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="268" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqHQCK0yFbrhaF45o8m95PABzWO3WMsER4pUwxSJm-929HXKrJ4aj4xxuZGDFy_-GzelZH0EJRpq2tSf8F9-UVgbxwyfChXFLQEdlxhkQXJdFXxwMwXKbSnp8iFnwl-6UCBCpY1khBxMQ/s400/1.JPG" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Entre las recortadas copas,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de los pinos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">destacaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">una oscura silueta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de afilados trazos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">rígidos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">desnudos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Aquel tronco,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">se erguía estático,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">tenebroso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y misterioso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por encima,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de todos los árboles.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Su alma,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de carcomidas maderas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de tiznadas cortezas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">pero profundas raíces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">férreamente arraigadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">al corazón,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de la tierra,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">seguía firme,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">ante las inclemencias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">del paso del tiempo.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Ya no le quedaba,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">el mas mínimo resquicio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de vida.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Ya no exhalaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">su aliento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de oxígeno.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Pero aún conserva,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la impresionante belleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de su grandeza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la majestuosidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de su presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y esa gran soberanía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que le hace destaca</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sobresalir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entre todos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">los demás.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Es un toque,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entre seres vivos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">un detalle,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que matiza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la inteligencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la sutileza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">del equilibrio natural,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la veteranía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de un ecosistema,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que sabiamente modela,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">su supervivencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en el transcurrir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de los años.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Es la Naturaleza Muerta,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que un día encontré,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en un relajado paseo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por los bosques, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de la isla del Hierro.</span></em></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Septiembre de 2010</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-19968660899471929562010-09-13T00:45:00.000+01:002010-09-13T00:45:20.598+01:00" Océano, Espumas, Y Rocas ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuEgqVhedVzNRp5_gIQdv2xqZKA_jltEBqxXeRk9lUv45_o23ImQA7PNO88q9EfXi59DVYdOoely95AxhFVT8GM8oC57goz-qCDjcJ0zDqLTGnz6UimfmFlDYnzEUcj9eAQDvvHurxhj-L/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuEgqVhedVzNRp5_gIQdv2xqZKA_jltEBqxXeRk9lUv45_o23ImQA7PNO88q9EfXi59DVYdOoely95AxhFVT8GM8oC57goz-qCDjcJ0zDqLTGnz6UimfmFlDYnzEUcj9eAQDvvHurxhj-L/s400/1.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;"> A veces, no es fácil explicar de dónde viene la inspiración para crear arte.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">La vista, observa el mundo. La mente piensa y elabora una idea. Y es entonces, cuando la creatividad se hace fuerte. Tras esa idea surge el trabajo.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Este es el resultado después de dar un paseo nocturno por una avenida al borde de unos acantilados junto al mar.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Las imágenes obtenidas hablan por sí solas. Son puro "<span style="color: #cc0000;">océano, espumas y rocas</span>", con un toque artístico de inspiración.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><em>Espero que os haya gustado. Gracias por visitarme. Un saludo muy afectuoso.</em>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-84395942948063483012010-06-27T00:43:00.000+01:002010-06-27T00:43:42.734+01:00" La Niebla ".<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizMryEPlQIR9HHacqFhfRB-X5PtIIU6XCB_fXm_ViJyMv8KPWJlFpfAhTD8IQSnoW765tXwaqvp_vdOVOUa0smU5Qjeme7d5dhvMQLZgByMxdiXYqnNRZziOdIDEZR0EDgx3XJbK2Fphzl/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizMryEPlQIR9HHacqFhfRB-X5PtIIU6XCB_fXm_ViJyMv8KPWJlFpfAhTD8IQSnoW765tXwaqvp_vdOVOUa0smU5Qjeme7d5dhvMQLZgByMxdiXYqnNRZziOdIDEZR0EDgx3XJbK2Fphzl/s400/1.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Desde las altas cimas,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">entraba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">sigilosa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">entre las rocas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">entre los pinos.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh64SSlt6h115L0BkaWt1UwEzxMhpVB4ODjuDwh7OlTYOfZ0CiZGBj6fB-vKevIvk6I7BIxRDPP2BhRsbLaysKTRKcYrufeV66uK-tNRNbEJb53cTcAv2w4RaNTTHS5Zh7ZVYPnmGy8RuK/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh64SSlt6h115L0BkaWt1UwEzxMhpVB4ODjuDwh7OlTYOfZ0CiZGBj6fB-vKevIvk6I7BIxRDPP2BhRsbLaysKTRKcYrufeV66uK-tNRNbEJb53cTcAv2w4RaNTTHS5Zh7ZVYPnmGy8RuK/s400/2.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Se deslizaba,</span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con elegancia,</span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por las laderas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">asomando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">su fría presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en silencio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin causar molestia.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">Lentamente,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">hacía suyo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">el paisaje,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">abrazando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">delicadamente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">al aire.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Todo,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">quedaba envuelto,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en un halo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de misterio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">donde formas fantasmales,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">cobraban protagonismo.</span></em></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Con mucha discreción,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">regaba el bosque,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin lluvia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sólo con partículas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">pulverizadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de agua,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">diminutas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que iba depositando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en las hojas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en las ramas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en los troncos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con esmero,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con detalle,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con precisión.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;"></span></em> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DP-65huwFuMDpUpLJ7x2mtdJsWbCRB_9Ghu3jIKVNGD1GIsA4Q1C3RBnvE9hvrdrnl4WNF0CB0HNg_eDrTuLUIi851xB0bngdd3aSohZtlaBUocAxt_Lyv2usLrDiPDsWOCh4mUjpvR-/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DP-65huwFuMDpUpLJ7x2mtdJsWbCRB_9Ghu3jIKVNGD1GIsA4Q1C3RBnvE9hvrdrnl4WNF0CB0HNg_eDrTuLUIi851xB0bngdd3aSohZtlaBUocAxt_Lyv2usLrDiPDsWOCh4mUjpvR-/s400/6.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">Avanzaba,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">la niebla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">por el bosque,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">empapando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">con su esencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">su presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">bendecida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">por la vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">que genera.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Junio de 2010.</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-74269190533516546632010-06-09T23:54:00.000+01:002010-06-09T23:54:45.916+01:00" Cientos De Árboles ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkME1IahuaL59p-yh8ZsXNIRcLxKWNB0TyuZUSbWodmwz7Eo-blEehCH-C6JegjaHuIpYWF7F5EcqWsJaNW-Fau7h3_i6ZoMivignoClKk75Ra65PtTAAUCvhP6aM8iaV8IhmFx43J24N/s1600/Cientos+De+Arboles+Reduc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkME1IahuaL59p-yh8ZsXNIRcLxKWNB0TyuZUSbWodmwz7Eo-blEehCH-C6JegjaHuIpYWF7F5EcqWsJaNW-Fau7h3_i6ZoMivignoClKk75Ra65PtTAAUCvhP6aM8iaV8IhmFx43J24N/s400/Cientos+De+Arboles+Reduc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Cientos de árboles,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">enfilados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">aguardaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">el instante preciso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">para mojarse,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">para mezclarse,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">para fundirse,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en ese etéreo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">mar de nubes.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Mar de nubes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que flotaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en el aire,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">a gran altura,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que bañaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">con sus frágiles lenguas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">vaporosas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">aquellas pacientes hileras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de pinos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Al otro lado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">descansaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">las vecinas tierras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que dormían,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en bellos sueños,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">los susurros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de la noche,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">bajo las estrellas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Una imagen,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">para sentir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">la grandiosidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de la Naturaleza.</span></em></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Junio de 2010.</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-66375303317040384562010-05-31T22:49:00.000+01:002010-05-31T22:49:36.411+01:00" Flor De Pita ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_e6U05bV1o7ySG_OHEj7Ebn39Z8OlaJMhni6j_OqBirj5iC1T5yu5rFpRXFKuYdH0wfhdBP2SkvxSn3VQ_EKLJ2tIiXuiJvBNaqJo-KmHThm3uvKWkzjcdtmtt1zRZiqBKRQ8nDGKgIEL/s1600/Flor+De+Pita+Reduc..JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_e6U05bV1o7ySG_OHEj7Ebn39Z8OlaJMhni6j_OqBirj5iC1T5yu5rFpRXFKuYdH0wfhdBP2SkvxSn3VQ_EKLJ2tIiXuiJvBNaqJo-KmHThm3uvKWkzjcdtmtt1zRZiqBKRQ8nDGKgIEL/s400/Flor+De+Pita+Reduc..JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Robusto,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">ligero,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">y duro como un tronco,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">es,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">el tallo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">que eleva al cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">la enorme belleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">de esas flores.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Dorados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">como el oro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">que brilla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">bajo el brillo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">del dorado sol,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">son,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">los pétalos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">brillantes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">vistosos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">que abren su alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">a las caricias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">de los vientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">a los masajes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">de miles de insectos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">que liban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">concienzudamente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">su dulce néctar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">La más grande flor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">la más alta flor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">que muestra,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">en los últimos instantes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">de vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">toda su hermosura,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">engalanada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">con su mejor atuendo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">con su mejor sonrisa.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #660000;">La flor de pita.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">Que siempre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">nos deleita,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">con su impecable presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">y delicados balanceos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">cuando dulcemente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">la brisa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #783f04;">mece su tallo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
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</em></div><div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Mayo de 2010.</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-67208455556077741532010-05-26T00:15:00.000+01:002010-05-26T00:15:14.581+01:00" El Molino ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU_nSqaCHA2g3N-LaQGzz2rI8_t1XWKHkiXRGy1BoFdiW_JhUqU040oviNAzkLsRp4nyRMR1rvcXfZoof9NMOX_bK6yeA2dTqH6FwB2vZmurxUp8vChryc3LcWx_rovc4y4W2AEseqSXAA/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU_nSqaCHA2g3N-LaQGzz2rI8_t1XWKHkiXRGy1BoFdiW_JhUqU040oviNAzkLsRp4nyRMR1rvcXfZoof9NMOX_bK6yeA2dTqH6FwB2vZmurxUp8vChryc3LcWx_rovc4y4W2AEseqSXAA/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Nadie sabe,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">cuántos años,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">hace,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que empezó a moler.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Año tras año,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">lustros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">décadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">tal vez siglos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de moler,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y moler,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y moler,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">el grano.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Impulsado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por los vientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que jugaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con sus aspas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">haciéndolas girar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y girar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y girar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">casi sin descanso.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Ahora,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con sus mejores galas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">reposa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">adornando las llanuras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y los valles,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con sutil elegancia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">disfrutando su retiro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">regalando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la belleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de su presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">a los ojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">del caminante.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Mayo de 2010.</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-55356793316216585122010-05-16T01:30:00.000+01:002010-05-16T01:30:17.355+01:00" El Sueño ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsbRPlQGQMcI8mNnFMTmKaSDWhusf0D_5oWE_mpcRKSw-XMC4wV0Lt8X5eB1QkO3w1fnJh1OjYF_zI5bbexcv5OQm2Wxw2I8uv9S9Z6rPpWgyd0Y9QNwxMdT8srpoD3zK_i6Hhx_5_50cU/s1600/El+sue%C3%B1o+De+Volar.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsbRPlQGQMcI8mNnFMTmKaSDWhusf0D_5oWE_mpcRKSw-XMC4wV0Lt8X5eB1QkO3w1fnJh1OjYF_zI5bbexcv5OQm2Wxw2I8uv9S9Z6rPpWgyd0Y9QNwxMdT8srpoD3zK_i6Hhx_5_50cU/s400/El+sue%C3%B1o+De+Volar.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Era su sueño,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">sentirse ligero,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">como el aire,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">y poder volar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">como las aves,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">arropado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">por los cálidos vientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">que dulcemente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">le empujaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en un sereno pasear,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">entre las cimas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en un discreto balanceo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">sin alas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">sin motores,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">sólo con su cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">acomodado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">en acolchados correajes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">desafiando a las fuerzas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">de la gravedad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">desafiando las alturas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">La tarde,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">vestida de ocaso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">transmitía paz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">con sus bellos trazos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">de calma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">de sosiego.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">Como un susurro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">de la brisa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">se dejó llevar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">para soñar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">para vivir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">y respirar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">allá,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">donde sólo las aves,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #38761d;">pueden volar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">Su sueño,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">se hizo realidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">su mirada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">serena,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">navegaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">al fin,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">en otra dimensión.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Mayo de 2010.</em></div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-37737061380224610012010-05-07T00:40:00.000+01:002010-05-07T00:40:45.547+01:00" Abrazados A La Roca ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6Oqu7i_u5AQ0WbgX7i4rfRh5slCccHe8fzp4S6zMUofLtRnKKaJL80a_4MD72hA01cOCXeJCnzjsEC2nvZb8pti3K20b5H2OdO3AIDEfnr3tpOOg64tj5Ukdvo0heeqdZlEFJk-yIXWU/s1600/Abrazados+A+La+Roca+reduc.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6Oqu7i_u5AQ0WbgX7i4rfRh5slCccHe8fzp4S6zMUofLtRnKKaJL80a_4MD72hA01cOCXeJCnzjsEC2nvZb8pti3K20b5H2OdO3AIDEfnr3tpOOg64tj5Ukdvo0heeqdZlEFJk-yIXWU/s400/Abrazados+A+La+Roca+reduc.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Donde menos </span></em><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">lo esperaba,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">crecían,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">atrevidos árboles,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">en terrenos verticales,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">desafiando las alturas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Asomando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">su osadía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">al abismo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Pero firmemente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">abrazados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">hasta el alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">a los pétreos riscos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">con la fuerza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">de sus raices.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Y seguros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">mostraban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">la belleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">de su presencia.</span></em></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Mayo de 2010.</em></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-62201425670421635722010-04-29T00:32:00.000+01:002010-04-29T00:32:36.147+01:00" Ladera Volcánica ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZsWbTrAH4pBKj_jqwCe_dmazjcj8x94emgFDo0NtSDm9xYGGDdkte8IelEPXQThlXZkVrMolDGw3EuSuKUh2KuPVjF5DQn5VGBVzQeKEMZCCjW2c72nGaHPpcM496IO4jnuMBA3qA98hI/s1600/Ladera+Volc%C3%A1nica.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZsWbTrAH4pBKj_jqwCe_dmazjcj8x94emgFDo0NtSDm9xYGGDdkte8IelEPXQThlXZkVrMolDGw3EuSuKUh2KuPVjF5DQn5VGBVzQeKEMZCCjW2c72nGaHPpcM496IO4jnuMBA3qA98hI/s400/Ladera+Volc%C3%A1nica.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">Perfilada ladera,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de recortada silueta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">piel agrietada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de volcánicas texturas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">te dejas acariciar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">por las fuertes brisas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">huracanadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">que sin contemplación,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">te azotan.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">Pequeños arbustos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">asustados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">cohibidos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">se cobijan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">entre tus grietas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">y a la vista,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">sólo percibo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">aridez,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">desolación,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">soledad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">Pero un grupo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">solitario,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de pequeños arbolitos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">sobrevive,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">abrazados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">a la vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">adornados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de frondosidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">decorando bellamente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">tu silueta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">ladera perfilada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de un gigante dormido,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de un volcán que descansa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">que duerme,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">que por sus venas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">corre sangre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de fuego.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">Es ladera,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #990000;">de un volcán.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"><em><span style="color: #20124d;">Gonzalo Bautista, Abril de 2010.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-58433207901229862010-04-26T23:17:00.000+01:002010-04-26T23:17:19.643+01:00" Dos Nuevos Premios ".<div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Hola, amig@s. Hoy quiero hacer entrega de dos pequeños premios, a dos amigas:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Teresa Álvarez, y Teresa Palmer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">autoras de dos blogs temáticos dedicados al arte, en reconocimiento a su trabajo, realizado con gran esmero y mucha delicadeza, y por su empeño y dedicación.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Ambos, suponen una gran aportación y una inagotable fuente de inspiración para los observadores del arte y quien guste deleitarse de estupendas y maravillosas exposiciones virtuales.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #741b47;">Para ellas, mi aplauso, y mi agradecimiento, para animarles a que continúen con tan hermoso trabajo.</span></em></div><br />
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</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-87741082961452012532010-04-24T01:20:00.000+01:002010-04-24T01:20:26.678+01:00" Líquenes ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcui3ugcCwJVcCaqwD5jOEttT9nrZCd4armWgAyQMESdb25kWKcYiXBwdcgXcfGG3BJVuOQNAPkDuvHjUhfr__hlG60bKmh0CSTqhYRCKvW5r_TWVuhZvGDR3aFOMF7nyi2S25FOm-G89/s1600/Liquenes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcui3ugcCwJVcCaqwD5jOEttT9nrZCd4armWgAyQMESdb25kWKcYiXBwdcgXcfGG3BJVuOQNAPkDuvHjUhfr__hlG60bKmh0CSTqhYRCKvW5r_TWVuhZvGDR3aFOMF7nyi2S25FOm-G89/s400/Liquenes.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Bajo las ramas,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">meciéndose,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de la mano,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">y las caricias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de los vientos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Colgando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">sujetos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">por delicados hilos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">vegetales.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Bordados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">en tejidos hilachados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">sin forma.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">Descansaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">los delicados líquenes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">decorando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">en matices destacados,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">los ramajes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #274e13;">de los árboles.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: right;"><em>Gonzalo Bautista, Abril de 2010.</em><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-35362368268913359392010-04-15T23:01:00.000+01:002010-04-15T23:01:00.004+01:00" Océano Sereno ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBxjlRZDlgvQWC4NuL1DTLQGGVvBnZW87f4ME_rGSE3cIFntFUyZIVWROKwOqPt5uDOT5-VbeYikDpX8lniATZCVBRBt327-QOETLpUueKua5Ro86-jS5NM73t6d52R0o5POMn-SmSOTRw/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBxjlRZDlgvQWC4NuL1DTLQGGVvBnZW87f4ME_rGSE3cIFntFUyZIVWROKwOqPt5uDOT5-VbeYikDpX8lniATZCVBRBt327-QOETLpUueKua5Ro86-jS5NM73t6d52R0o5POMn-SmSOTRw/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">Es la nítida transparencia,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">de unas aguas tranquilas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">que reflejan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">que muestran,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">un fondo marino,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">en bellas ondulaciones,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">de aguas serenas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">Colorido refrescante,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">de iluminados contrastes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">en abstracciones,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">de tonos verdes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">azules,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">esmeraldas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">y celestes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">que relajan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">el alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">y transfieren,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">a nuestro espíritu,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">la enorme tranquilidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">de un océano,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">en calma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #073763;">con aguas serenas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Abril de 2010.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-41421620418670731752010-04-13T00:28:00.000+01:002010-04-13T00:28:30.825+01:00" El Monstruo Del Lago ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSoXp_U0ssTx2bZLAvQBXj_Srx04NGh_oX5moNytTWuNXU90TAc6hXLtIKsNHQjDPMZuDlZlo8ee5lweoQmaikOUYpYl0tQRcKOrZnwqZ82mHbBS73z-w_16NM6fO_-Q9DXSmJdx_r4r5g/s1600/El+Monstruo+Del+Lago.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSoXp_U0ssTx2bZLAvQBXj_Srx04NGh_oX5moNytTWuNXU90TAc6hXLtIKsNHQjDPMZuDlZlo8ee5lweoQmaikOUYpYl0tQRcKOrZnwqZ82mHbBS73z-w_16NM6fO_-Q9DXSmJdx_r4r5g/s400/El+Monstruo+Del+Lago.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Así lo ví,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">desde lejos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin saber,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">qué cosa era.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Y a mi mente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">llegaron,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">recuerdos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de leyendas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de fábulas de misterio.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Pero de cerca,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sólo era,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">una ramita quebrada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">varada en la orilla.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Bañada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por las cálidas ondulaciones,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de las aguas del lago,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">al atardecer.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Y castigada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por la sequedad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de un terreno árido,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y calor intenso.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Su presencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">me dió serenidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y en mi rostro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">un esbozo de sonrisa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">se dibujó.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Abril de 2010</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-54045581260134088082010-04-08T00:56:00.000+01:002010-04-08T00:56:50.776+01:00" En La Más Alta Cima ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitYEd_jyG969r0D5DvsgNDcS1fHDzrZSgC5TATpcF3QvhS4RRFGD6TFXtWjWCYNdxol1Q1jGmOzcYI1xRxvguZ5Wbe8OY5aAYC1tUCHvflrojIJJ8v22rCrva3zc8EeIJTEZxITDSXiEYC/s1600/DSC_3428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitYEd_jyG969r0D5DvsgNDcS1fHDzrZSgC5TATpcF3QvhS4RRFGD6TFXtWjWCYNdxol1Q1jGmOzcYI1xRxvguZ5Wbe8OY5aAYC1tUCHvflrojIJJ8v22rCrva3zc8EeIJTEZxITDSXiEYC/s400/DSC_3428.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">Y en la más alta cima,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">allá,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">donde las montañas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">casi tocan el cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">paseaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">las densas nubes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">algodonadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">esponjosas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">Se deslizaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">entre las rocas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">humedeciendo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">con su frío manto,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">las hojas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">las ramas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">los troncos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">de los árboles,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">de las plantas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">destilando agua,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">como lágrimas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #134f5c;">del cielo.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Abril de 2010. </div><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-27839460412990356812010-04-03T01:39:00.000+01:002010-04-03T01:39:07.939+01:00" Volando ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4brI2dNEKtNxyStwORCU7RRBrRrjaesXM1mhHYE4pYyimPMqF1bLF-bGJhj9sJUBNEFPupPZtv3vbqFd6OGHnk71Iu-qr21lAwJzVXyjSTLHC259laCxlWHTG59n56mmRBxdEW0mS0io/s1600/DSC_0891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4brI2dNEKtNxyStwORCU7RRBrRrjaesXM1mhHYE4pYyimPMqF1bLF-bGJhj9sJUBNEFPupPZtv3vbqFd6OGHnk71Iu-qr21lAwJzVXyjSTLHC259laCxlWHTG59n56mmRBxdEW0mS0io/s400/DSC_0891.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Volando,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">volando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">sin rumbo fijo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">me ví envuelto,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en un halo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de mágica esencia.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Entre vapores,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">etéreos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de aguas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">del Atlántico,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que flotaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entre dos islas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">deslizándose,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">suavemente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con suma serenidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">meciéndose,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">al delicado ritmo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de los alisios.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Los tenues rayos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de cálidos tonos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">al ocaso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">teñían de ocres,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">la bella estampa.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Y allí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">entre las copas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de los pinos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">me cobijé,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">a contemplar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">ese milagro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">irrepetible.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">El milagro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">del atardecer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de un día cualquiera,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en su más pura esencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">alejado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de las ciudades.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Marzo De 2010.</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-82563794723537010552010-03-31T00:26:00.001+01:002010-03-31T00:51:27.260+01:00" Aguas Mansas, Aguas Bravas ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDm5otSlOTchUjElqfERtljJy1w93BOzGW0qgjZFRwtFNMBfRqEY84o5iIIqWNEuYzK7nkJz1Dzn9oh6myh6JhtAbP8z7m8At3MUXJQpH4dXimDB8cW_Kv4KZj5-l-q1PcPgLnC2zRIKVZ/s1600/Aguas+Mansas,+Aguas+Bravas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDm5otSlOTchUjElqfERtljJy1w93BOzGW0qgjZFRwtFNMBfRqEY84o5iIIqWNEuYzK7nkJz1Dzn9oh6myh6JhtAbP8z7m8At3MUXJQpH4dXimDB8cW_Kv4KZj5-l-q1PcPgLnC2zRIKVZ/s400/Aguas+Mansas,+Aguas+Bravas.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Son aguas mansas,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">las que reposan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en las pequeñas charcas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con sutil serenidad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Pero tras ellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">las aguas bravas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">se revuelven,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">agitadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">golpeando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">enfurecidas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">las duras rocas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Unas rocas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que arropan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">delicadamente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">el reposo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de las mansas aguas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Son líquido elemento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">pero diferentes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">en actitud,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">separadas tan sólo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">por un trocito,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">de acantilado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">frío,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">pétreo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">firme.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Bajo un cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">que sonríe,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">y que baña,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">con su luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">tan hermosos contrastes.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, Marzo de 2010<br />
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</div>Flautista de Neónhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16814290962927577891noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697434464501518321.post-63927106978836064842010-03-28T03:24:00.000+01:002010-03-28T03:24:57.799+01:00" Una Montaña En El Desierto ".<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaow_1t1IAyrfXg7GegklFwjTadYul-oEV-oIq9zMqhAS3w6de5GfoAWIujC8mrC4StZIaRtN1WCYBv5fOVlE4jHZdImFoqUn0bJ00D43IPdq9Du_2FkEJvfQyaKeHrpOqBuD6BamVhyphenhyphenkJ/s1600/Monta%C3%B1a+En+El+Desierto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaow_1t1IAyrfXg7GegklFwjTadYul-oEV-oIq9zMqhAS3w6de5GfoAWIujC8mrC4StZIaRtN1WCYBv5fOVlE4jHZdImFoqUn0bJ00D43IPdq9Du_2FkEJvfQyaKeHrpOqBuD6BamVhyphenhyphenkJ/s400/Monta%C3%B1a+En+El+Desierto.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Me cautivó,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">nada más verla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">por vez primera,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en medio de la nada.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Rodeada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">por finas arenas doradas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">duras piedras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">resecos arbustos espinosos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">y mucha soledad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Fuertes vientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">la azotaban,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en invierno.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Sofocantes calores,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en verano.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Intensos fríos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en las noches.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Pero siempre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">mostrando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">su gran belleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">pese a las inclemencias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">del tiempo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">y de la vida.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Tras las lluvias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">se vistió,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">de un fino manto verde,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">con tímidas hierbas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">y pequeñas florecillas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">silvestres.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Porque quiso agradecerme,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">ese gesto,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">que yo siempre le ofrecía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">al pasar a su lado:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">"Un saludo, Montaña Del Desierto".</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Le decía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">cada vez,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">que la visitaba.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Es su forma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">de responderme,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">con gratitud,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">mostrando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">lo mejor de sí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">SU BELLEZA.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">Al sur de la isla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">de Fuerteventura,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">en Jandía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">junto al cruce,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">de la Playa De La Barca,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">está,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">esta montaña del desierto.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Gonzalo Bautista, marzo de 2010.</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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