tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post5287224489573113169..comments2024-03-25T19:01:58.891+01:00Comments on La acequia: En algún abrilPedro Ojeda Escuderohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15809677554967668019noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-73593069778737128832016-10-14T20:59:09.532+02:002016-10-14T20:59:09.532+02:00El tiempo, que nos alcanza.El tiempo, que nos alcanza.andandoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05764912942686295285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-62707190954899182802016-10-10T23:17:13.536+02:002016-10-10T23:17:13.536+02:00el paraíso en la otra esquinael paraíso en la otra esquinaAbejita de la Vegahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01341099240668710000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-64668718514360830512016-10-10T11:59:35.124+02:002016-10-10T11:59:35.124+02:00El tres que falta en
"-una, dos, cuatro- pas...El tres que falta en <br />"-una, dos, cuatro- paso<br />a paso hasta la casa,"<br />lo puedes coger del último verso de tres.<br />"la tierra."<br />Perfectos versos de "ligereza alada" con encabalgamientos que parecen sencillos, pero que no lo son. Y esa lentitud del final restando sílabas. Ole, ole. panchohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04839916292398070858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-27368366460300900332016-10-09T23:15:28.295+02:002016-10-09T23:15:28.295+02:00Me gustó tu poema.
Besos. Me gustó tu poema. <br />Besos. Amapola Azzul https://www.blogger.com/profile/04405949991565463321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-56616863645595005362016-10-09T18:36:52.162+02:002016-10-09T18:36:52.162+02:00Me ha gustado mucho... me he pegado un paseo menta...Me ha gustado mucho... me he pegado un paseo mental acompandote y sintiendo lo que describes según iba leyendo... ¡de veras que me ha gustado!<br /><br />Abrazoimpersonemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11697194004151542570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-74084257909525300752016-10-09T18:07:36.252+02:002016-10-09T18:07:36.252+02:00Precioso,pero no te quiero tan triste, querido ami...Precioso,pero no te quiero tan triste, querido amigo mio.<br /><br />Buen finde y besos, PedroSãohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08965198667073047690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-8632855547021966542016-10-09T12:10:30.001+02:002016-10-09T12:10:30.001+02:00Habrá que ponerle remedio..
Habrá que ponerle remedio.. <br />Pedro Ojeda Escuderohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15809677554967668019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-83054876187956964232016-10-09T11:46:14.928+02:002016-10-09T11:46:14.928+02:00Nostalgia?Nostalgia?mojadopapelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03255160238800109968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-27515138231263947582016-10-09T11:00:47.065+02:002016-10-09T11:00:47.065+02:00
La lluvia de la primavera nunca será como la de o...<br />La lluvia de la primavera nunca será como la de otoño.<br /><br />Un abrazoKetyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04864678845341299026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-68201755032060938352016-10-09T05:01:05.730+02:002016-10-09T05:01:05.730+02:00Sencillamente hermoso. Sencillamente hermoso. votoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09152379101842493345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-47043359586217711052016-10-09T01:46:31.700+02:002016-10-09T01:46:31.700+02:00Aquella lluvia de antes, qué poco sabe a la de aho...Aquella lluvia de antes, qué poco sabe a la de ahora, Pedro.<br /><br />Un beso.Maríahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04082245454614538095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35865300.post-68533708501251340102016-10-09T00:06:28.287+02:002016-10-09T00:06:28.287+02:00Precioso !!Precioso !!Pedro Carcedohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00352706079450173942noreply@blogger.com