tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65033634155450631032024-03-20T01:08:50.070-07:00MI NEWSPAPERJosefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-31940922553394687342010-01-16T16:27:00.000-08:002010-01-16T16:31:31.284-08:00RETRATOS<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVme6gYFduTXRdwvr1619bPCa1ZSicHbX0JWdWvccDCIFLRclcG7x1lroRenjhisYkhmzPKe7j855m5XP-q5hYdr2pZI82_ZCojB-_9DHEer0qbqUKiaKPmTym3Y9yyQRhvJcmXdsfJh4/s1600-h/DSC05076.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVme6gYFduTXRdwvr1619bPCa1ZSicHbX0JWdWvccDCIFLRclcG7x1lroRenjhisYkhmzPKe7j855m5XP-q5hYdr2pZI82_ZCojB-_9DHEer0qbqUKiaKPmTym3Y9yyQRhvJcmXdsfJh4/s400/DSC05076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427498990576026066" /></a>Josefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-26481379825626785012009-10-25T17:51:00.000-07:002009-11-01T15:29:38.279-08:00jp&c<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMv_M2RMcjO5cQR53Rv4-MPQskxKxYH-J5hfew4AzB4kgaS1EHmLeWIt3qHtE_J6jYbMlCrTfq3HP1M6yfR5ojTEjGU-M8pUVpKueZWq0wy3cpvaPlUMD80s5MDx469EsC8VFT_1FIU8M/s1600-h/DSC06696.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB99o3EAuN9IcSVEi3g1GJa0psCPsWhrs0JviqCGFpRfDR9ZOsL2yYzfDIXJ0-eSfojrcX7sU5qAzb9nVT7eV9S5Mlj3b3F6otom3Q3i5pqCGgcsE0ti2cuh4NX4hbTchj9ca9idE3-0c/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377430275106427458" /></a>Josefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-32630099249182507712009-09-03T19:04:00.000-07:002009-09-03T19:09:27.005-07:00BLUE CLEMENTINE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43_3cSqOWBIqAZfI02C7NN_uBdB2XTCncN1PoQGA325IkOa92sdXzl__CkfvMppl26zBfydGmqKFXc8vQhgAeA7gc5KZG8kML3DlgHzqtn10UduALWnDkCIdcVAztC3yaFPZEXOEy6TE/s1600-h/TERMINAR+ASI.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43_3cSqOWBIqAZfI02C7NN_uBdB2XTCncN1PoQGA325IkOa92sdXzl__CkfvMppl26zBfydGmqKFXc8vQhgAeA7gc5KZG8kML3DlgHzqtn10UduALWnDkCIdcVAztC3yaFPZEXOEy6TE/s400/TERMINAR+ASI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377427514160105154" /></a>Josefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-58354062070550374222009-04-11T23:31:00.000-07:002009-04-24T20:22:12.760-07:00COLORES COLGADOS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzm3MyMRtSj9a_z2wc2VTtHYcBqMfVFsjix2XL4fi9mWQMk5IIwHIqpfq25KRtgNFE5GvaCm8YIiN2NoIu12_4NXwUFGISk9U2kAjZZ3Fu7ctlTlRE0CJqbjCiATBRJnqI_sX2oX3nl5w/s1600-h/colores+colgados.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzm3MyMRtSj9a_z2wc2VTtHYcBqMfVFsjix2XL4fi9mWQMk5IIwHIqpfq25KRtgNFE5GvaCm8YIiN2NoIu12_4NXwUFGISk9U2kAjZZ3Fu7ctlTlRE0CJqbjCiATBRJnqI_sX2oX3nl5w/s400/colores+colgados.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323700142655130178" /></a><br /><br /><br />De memoria conozco cada paso,<br />cuánto regar para tu florecer.<br />Mis abrazos tu alegría<br />mis regalos tu vida.<br /><br />Mis Palabras te son oro.<br /><br />Por mi no hago nada,<br />hago todo y hago nada entonces.<br /><br />Y yo crecía<br />yo sonreía<br />yo quería<br />yo vivía.<br /><br />Conozco ser tú,<br />Se de verdades y de entregas infinitas.<br /><br />Yo fui tú un día.<br /><br />Y dices otro paso hacia mi,<br />Acá veinte anclas que yo misma tiré.<br /><br />No me entrego y recibo.<br />No encuentro. <br />Me muerdo.<br />Y crees que navego.<br /><br />Algo brota.<br /><br />Pero juntos maleza.<br />Desconoces que...<br />en tierra fértil todo brota.<br />Existe la flor pero no somos ella<br /><br />Mis colores colgados<br />reservados<br />conservados <br />para algún invierno tejer.Josefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-79095280941801656422009-04-11T19:43:00.001-07:002009-10-12T13:21:28.141-07:00crazy manola tomorrow is sunday vieja julia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfTIs4Tj0VPGbDua-lxhE8iSxGyUdOZp5BJEtClELl3_UEVfXyde2XYr6ehAQoXyCUEUI559DVG_TFJ-2KLQZnov_AM4q_wUmRGDQLNtquMFsf23fziOwlen0B5RI_4XRyWY4qu0EEjE/s1600-h/deliriodd.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfTIs4Tj0VPGbDua-lxhE8iSxGyUdOZp5BJEtClELl3_UEVfXyde2XYr6ehAQoXyCUEUI559DVG_TFJ-2KLQZnov_AM4q_wUmRGDQLNtquMFsf23fziOwlen0B5RI_4XRyWY4qu0EEjE/s320/deliriodd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321810335887899858" /></a><br /><br />"<br />. s(er) <br />. v(er)<br />. et(er)<br />tardígrado milenario.<br />la punta<br />la espaldarienta (¿?)<br />la espantosa<br />la tronco<br />molocus vil diostro<br />rostro rastro. <br />¡no!<br />y no poder decir nunca nada.<br />me de ganas para esto para lo otro..<br />cariño no me tengas<br />solo soy un <br />y sere un <br />olor dulce y enfermo.<br />confundiéndome yo ahora.<br />¡se presipitan!<br />¿porqué late si ya no es lo mismo?<br />él come palitos<br />los hay tanto en el suelo como en el cielo.<br />¡y todo se reduce a esto!<br />eso no.esto.<br />y no solo esto,<br />sino que ambos comprendemos <br />que yo no tengo tiempo para explicar porqué sé y tu sabes que dios existe<br />fria y seca.<br />como el amor de un sargento.<br />no tomes mi mano glaciar.<br /><br />tanto!! <br />hace a otros movernos <br />molestos<br />volvernos modestos<br />no más,lo dudo.<br />me lo juro.<br />te lo juro.<br /><br />como de otra época.<br />como tú.<br />como yo.<br />desde hoy vivir como los recuerdos.<br />eucaliptus piñón y mar<br />yo sonrío y tu feliz.<br /><br />¡qué digo!<br />tu tijera yo piedra<br />yo piedra tu papel"<br /><br />> y el auto continuó marchándose en linea recta para no volver.Josefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-55392886680530625072009-03-23T01:22:00.000-07:002009-04-11T19:17:11.170-07:00sad building<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCrJnqQwjnjLfgKQNkKqMdelkFHGDmvJrauwLNM36VPbgT5eOMNqGfI_sx-DmUiBZyXBVCwVLkVjGwmidvvsgpEiFOvaC80nAvT_nK2uIXbFyLNc8R4RTLBXkkZTNqCH0Lo_KImYaQqE/s1600-h/Imagen+145.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCrJnqQwjnjLfgKQNkKqMdelkFHGDmvJrauwLNM36VPbgT5eOMNqGfI_sx-DmUiBZyXBVCwVLkVjGwmidvvsgpEiFOvaC80nAvT_nK2uIXbFyLNc8R4RTLBXkkZTNqCH0Lo_KImYaQqE/s320/Imagen+145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316297187802566770" /></a><br /> <br /> TODOS estos <br />MOmentos<br />_ _mentEs<br /><br />¡ahí bah unoo! !EL OTRO¡<br />mE ABANDONDAN<br />mALETA VEN AQUI<br />ABANDONAME, Después del otro<br />No puedo alcanzar ninguno despues del otro<br />SIN EMBARGO, ME SIENTO CÓMODO<br />ABaNDONaDO<br /> <br />no te lleves ESE cuadro. <br /> <br />dejame LAS cortinas<br />d__ame <br />___AME ESAS CORTINASJosefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-44294080311378142042009-03-23T00:05:00.000-07:002009-04-05T16:22:23.307-07:00Lunes 5 a.m<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03UVMsUhRwxh-SlxxRbkHQHKJ0bVXcN4CcDnJWolfk1O20MvCgN3a2SnYtDZTFxesKrR_82rp3cM_xxPacw6bX6CC_YvEEXfR7cR1tUGcY9FbKnUALi-Xp1lY0TKo7P2fccCixObnZMM/s1600-h/corazon.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03UVMsUhRwxh-SlxxRbkHQHKJ0bVXcN4CcDnJWolfk1O20MvCgN3a2SnYtDZTFxesKrR_82rp3cM_xxPacw6bX6CC_YvEEXfR7cR1tUGcY9FbKnUALi-Xp1lY0TKo7P2fccCixObnZMM/s320/corazon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316283611164679714" /></a><br /><br /><br />papel madera uva incienso cereza<br />pozo mañana tarde noche una siesta<br />cacharros restos sirve no duermo<br />corre la hora el perro y el yerno<br />tic tac raf raf ¿? ¿?<br /><br />paño te baña con agua <br />nada me saca mi cara<br />guardas todo la caña la pala <br />mas nada de pilas y cargas<br /><br />raf raf ?¿ ¿? pum pum<br />tic tac parece cultrún<br />casco cabeza tapa tapon <br />tapa ruido yo como cus cus<br /><br />jarabe de awela no alcanza<br />me velas acompañas tu descanza<br />no concilio no consigo no contigo<br />pum pum oigo pero tic tac pasaJosefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-84491435523215240922009-03-22T23:47:00.001-07:002009-11-01T15:31:43.842-08:00A .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7rtAJ-GhRH5S4ksyeNN1nExcngjI2sJkXZl-1-6MZgW_dPwfNSCeGXrXXjJJ_OD7kQz_KvQd2OTLgsNcbvaTmBdB0nKRENGPObwSQooCtVKA2T_S02A29RCnbOYYoIqsdQ2WBy0oN6cY/s1600-h/DSC06712.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7rtAJ-GhRH5S4ksyeNN1nExcngjI2sJkXZl-1-6MZgW_dPwfNSCeGXrXXjJJ_OD7kQz_KvQd2OTLgsNcbvaTmBdB0nKRENGPObwSQooCtVKA2T_S02A29RCnbOYYoIqsdQ2WBy0oN6cY/s400/DSC06712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336157230785848210" /></a><br /><br />CASI ni lo besé mi amor.<br />hmm bueno Paty, solo porque fue poquito aah..<br />El avion casi se cae<br />Casi te sacaste un 1<br />y casi reprobaste aa y no te conté:<br />casi casi me gané la loteriaJosefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503363415545063103.post-59580593577355202122009-03-22T23:16:00.000-07:002009-09-04T14:16:46.182-07:00hans mi amigo imaginario<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWMdXcwAObt3MDdcBvI-LOam2680Q5Fi7v0cFam79DkpVs0Lf_6fg2cHZh6XusjOxsrD3AM0gnk5k0pkHVphLmsQklFizR0AbrF_NqzHAo8KJsGNoKkE7cqZWsKnotLd3qUbGi-P6g7Q/s1600-h/lived+in+melo!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWMdXcwAObt3MDdcBvI-LOam2680Q5Fi7v0cFam79DkpVs0Lf_6fg2cHZh6XusjOxsrD3AM0gnk5k0pkHVphLmsQklFizR0AbrF_NqzHAo8KJsGNoKkE7cqZWsKnotLd3qUbGi-P6g7Q/s320/lived+in+melo!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316264781382638594" /></a><strong></strong><strong></strong><br /> Dicen que el cuerpo esta hecho de agua. él es mi amigo imaginario hans y le gusta cantarJosefina Melohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16126548492666313985noreply@blogger.com0