((10) Fly Poem by Luis Gil de la Puente
((10) Fly
Let´s fly kites.
I´ve been working on one
And I can feel it strong
in my fingers.
I´ve got the right thread,
it´s windy,
it´s a clear winter morning,
and there is no class today.
I will feel your cold hands
While I teach you to let go,
To feel the air,
the blow, the whisper, loneliness.
And then the greyhounds will come and sit
To take a look at us
The gray and white charm of a winter morning captured successfully in this windblown word painting. Lovely work, Luis. Warm regards, Sandra
Quite intriguing. I will have to think about this more. A very strong message not easily learned but vital to becoming and being human in the best meaning. Not surprizing then that you are flying kites in the cold of the winter.
beauttiful as expressed..kite is like a bird, it shows freedom..grace
The kite is indeed a symbol. Flying up bu staying grounded down. You feel the air and imagine but also you feel the ground and stay logic (as in my poem Sophia) . Thanks Luis Gil. I give it a 10. I really enjoyed it. So fresh, so cool, so free!
A moving composition with beautiful metaphors,10 for it.
I had no trouble with this one this time immediately understanding the significance of the greyhounds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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not so many words but a lot of meaning...i like that the greyhounds are watching...a beautiful 'naked' poem I can see you there Very beautiful-Pia