EROTIC BALLAD, POEMA, 2008

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-EROTIC BALLAD- poem by Carlos E. Mijares Poyer, 2007-08 (all rights reserved).


At the dawn of your thighs
the liquids shook my thirst
the archs tightened my being
to the fulfillment of passion.

The peak of your lips
enveloped my manlihood
in the rosy turgence
of the pinnacle-the nation of love
unmeasured.

Fingers that everywhere widened
crevices of pleasure and depths
pain and shadow in your whimper
made stars spiral like windmills
of eyes accessed. White semblances in ecstasy.

I constantly, remember that last scream
goose as in bumps of gaze
tangerine and honey pubescent jungles
cinammon that rounds that last stupor.

Sometimes, sublime claims and petitions
at your feet, through dislocated desire
totality of slavery in enjoy-
of being loved, ...your burgundy boots.

Even though, I desire always
the long nights in the sand
humid inclusions of the multitudinous ocean
that witnesses us like Crusoes
and Sea Horses, in our intimate kisses.

Do not cry, I say,... like I have cried
laugh like the breeze in my eyes, your reflection,

touch and caress the palpitating thickness
and evoke your lively tongue
over what I know is yours,
my bitten lips
by your french finger-nails.

You gave me turquoise eyes
I rendered you ebony of latin gaze of fire,
of solitary "raven"
that flies high among the snow
and evokes light.

Your fingers love, like petals in ceramic basins
swimming
befall, -aromas...

like a tear perils.
I succor the passion, you deny in your bliss.

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"Where does it come from?"

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a first version of this poem in english by venezuelan-american writer Carlos E. Mijares Poyer in www.myspace.com/carlosmijaresp

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AMERICAN SOLTICE, POEM BY CARLOS E. MIJARES POYER/SOLSTICIO AMERICANO, POEMA IN INGLES POR CARLOS E. MIJARES POYER, PUBLICADO EN CALIFORNIA, ESTADOS UNIDOS DE NORTEAMERICA

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Two days ago, The Silver Birch Press Publisher, in Los Angeles, California, U.S.A., published in a homage poetry series, in honor of the great american Beat Generation Poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Carlos Mijares Poyer' s poem entitled: American Solstice (in its original english), along with the poems of another national and international poets, honoring the Ferlinghetti's theme based on his poem entitled: I Am Waiting. Click the link above to see Carlos' poem in english.

Hace dos dias, la editorial de Los Angeles, California, Estados Unidos de Norteamerica, public'o en una serie po'etica en homenaje y en honor al gran poeta norteamericano de la generaci'on Beat, de la palabra Beatitud o buenaventuranza, el poem titulado: Solsticio Americano (en su original ingl'es), de Carlos Mijares Poyer, junto a otros poemas de poetas nacionales e internacionales, honrando al poeta norteamericano Lawrence Ferlinghetti, bajo el tema del poema de este mismo autor, de su famoso poema titulado: Estoy esperando.  Haga click en el enlace arriba para ver el poema de Carlos.

THE MACHO, AS YOU LIKE IT, AMERICAN POETRY

HAIR SLICKED-BACK
BAD-TO-THE-BONE (BLACK)
-A PROMINENT SNICKER-
HE CARESSES HIS TOOL
LIKE A MIDNITE CANNON
DOLLIES, STARLETS AND DIVAS
PROWL HIM LIKE ANTS
HE IMITATES THE TANGO-
LOOK WITH A JESUS SMIRK
AND MAKES LOVE IN THE
AFTERNOONS,
HE HAS CHILDREN
ALL OVER THE WORLD
LIKE EYES AND SPECTRES OF HIS OWN
PROVIDENCE
THIS MACHO MAN HAS NO HAIRY CHEST
BUT THE EYES
OF AN INFANT...
A LUNATIC IN STARDOM
SEEKING THE LAST BIRDS
AND THAT LAST SONG
HIS HEART-BEAT BROKEN
HIS FINGER SOILED
WITH THE SPERM OF
HIS LOVERS
AND WHAT IS MORE
HIS LASER EYES JET-BLACK
BRING DOMINION THROUGH
CAMERAS AND SCREENS
INTO THE RECONDITE PREMISES
OF YOUR HEART..!


written in Caracas, Venezuela, california norte July 5, 2007.
(c)copyright 2007, by Carlos Mijares Poyer

FORTE

FORTE

 by Carlos Mijares Poyer

Harpsichord touch me not
do not touch me
that soul in the body lost
that violin erased in its notes
like the names in
the wattle row of flowers
or the fountain visited
by the last birds
in this world

THE GIVEN, POEM

THE GIVEN
 by Carlos Mijares Poyer


Will give you only not the love
the enamored tree
and your garden
the moors surrounded

Will give you only no the haste
of that tree
the open womb of desire
has begotten
no escape astounded

In "the rape of the lock" Byron
is touched the ecstasy
I will not give you

the whole lot will give you
pleasure as in the last
of the last memories-
surrounded in the late candle-light

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*note: If Byron didn´t write it, who could not write the realm he professed?