Porque el amor a veces puede obsesionarnos más que el canto de una sirena. Colaboración en el blog de Cruz Gonzalez de Soberanía Cerebral.
Desde el fondo del mar
September
September is almost gone, every week brought new surprises, not of them the best ones, but all of them had their teachings.
Frost
Two of my passions together again: learning new languages and haiku writing.
Mezcalina
Una pequeña historia en haikus basada en una anécdota recientemente escuchada.
Mirror, mirror… a haiku
Bitte schneide nicht,mokanter Sensenmann, denFaden m’nes Lebens.Scoff at me… Reaper,but I beg you not to cutmy golden life’s thread.Parca, burlona,de mi vida el doradohilo no cortes. An ink sketch of a cat lady looking at her reflection in the mirror. She drops her hairbrush in shock as she sees that the mirror breaks and it … Continue reading Mirror, mirror… a haiku
Not broken…
Kintsugi: Japan’s ancient art of embracing imperfection, meaning “joining with gold”, art of repairing broken pottery.
H is for Hemerine
Hemerine: of or belonging to a day; daily; quotidian.
G is for Gaudiloquent
Gaudiloquent: speaking joyfully or on joyful matters. Gobs: a great quantity or amount.
F is for Foppotee
Foppotee - a simpleton or a foolish person. Fain: happy, inclined, willingly.
E is for Ecstasiate
Ecstasiate: to go into an ecstasy; to cause to become ecstatic.
Musings of a CowCorn (Vakicornius Chocolatus Rex) 
