Luis Gil de la Puente Poems

Wholesome hearts,
well deserved friendship,
good chunks of truth
wrapped in cigarette smoke.
...

Let´s find new chalk
for the spring coming,
burning ideas,
more wood, please.
...

A cold shower
Is a good way
To open my eyes.
...

To the chosen,
Those of evil stare,
Who spread weeds,
And administer venom,
...

I´ve discovered angels
in her look.

Their moves reveal them too,
...

I keep dreaming of horsemen
waiting for me in the distance.

Some remember the days
...

Walking some days
the light of the plains shines.
A fresh wind blows over the green wheat
and the greyhounds come running to me,
...

Coming back home is like opening the doors again,
like getting in the past with the hope it might change,
But sometimes the future gets there first
And sees us coming.
...

You ask me what happened all this time.

You arrive.
The eyes I loved so much
...

One step forward,
Stand up, please.
Let me explain need and virtue,
the mystery gravitating around you.
...