Esther Ortega Poems

The bell tower in the chapel
rings seven times to town,
and the evening,
in the beautiful sundown.
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Meanwhile the rose bud is beginning to open
showing up the beautiful shades of porcelain
the sunrise also now, is appearing splendid,
there and here, again, throw the enormous sky.
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The sky is becoming gray
with clouds color of ashes,
a girl forgot her pink ribbons
around the shores of the lake.
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