tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63671753422685215282011-10-03T09:53:14.381-05:00-Haikus para guardar el tiempo-Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.comBlogger1871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-73887398819343084992011-01-05T18:40:00.004-06:002011-01-05T18:45:31.118-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U52Tj1e_YyA/TSUQpkd5hfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/a7gBsZo1V28/s1600/vermeer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U52Tj1e_YyA/TSUQpkd5hfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/a7gBsZo1V28/s320/vermeer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558867621408507378" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Where<div>is the dust</div><div>in a Vermeer room?</div><div><br /></div><div>(from a brilliant piece of art critic Jonathan Jones)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7388739881934308499?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-10390489973281587102010-12-10T21:29:00.001-06:002010-12-10T21:30:49.126-06:00Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra<div>trafitto da un raggio di sole:</div><div>ed è subito sera.</div><div><br /></div><div>- Salvatore Quasimodo</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1039048997328158710?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-52589964080048536472010-09-05T08:32:00.001-05:002011-01-06T10:03:28.370-06:00La oscuridad<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> hhhhhh</span>es el silencio</div><div>del espacio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5258996408004853647?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-13451191890608412042010-05-10T22:24:00.001-05:002010-05-10T22:28:02.315-05:00La necedad es<br />un lugar común cuando<br />se habla de amores.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1345119189060841204?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-53943652881518401082010-05-08T18:00:00.000-05:002010-05-08T18:00:04.685-05:00&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<i>a D.</i><br /><br />Un día como hoy,<br />hace veintitrés años,<br />nació el amor.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5394365288151840108?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-35268480787000270202010-05-05T02:37:00.002-05:002010-05-05T02:41:50.192-05:00A veces es bueno volver a los espacios perdidos.<br />Ir recuperándolos....<br />inyectándoles nueva vida.<br /><br />Que vuelva la poesía en miniatura.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3526848078700027020?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-25844165541930623092010-05-05T02:36:00.000-05:002010-05-05T02:37:13.867-05:00You<br />were right<br />about the stars.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2584416554193062309?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-53690559118680935282009-02-22T12:48:00.002-06:002009-02-22T12:53:59.670-06:00Fuiste<br />sangre derramada<br />sobre mis sábanas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5369055911868093528?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-10294052533599127532008-10-05T13:47:00.003-05:002008-10-05T13:53:12.834-05:00<div>En mi corazón:<br /></div><div>una lágrima borra</div><div>tu nombre al pasar.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1029405253359912753?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-23444535320142850672008-08-11T00:39:00.001-05:002008-08-11T00:41:30.161-05:00Solo hay <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">silencio</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">vuelvo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">entonces</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">aquí</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">donde</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">todo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">empezó</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2344453532014285067?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-5666396044453575382008-05-21T19:06:00.001-05:002008-05-21T19:08:38.544-05:00Si tan sólo los poetas<br />con azules flores<br />al mundo lo cambiaran<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-566639604445357538?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-22934466191367175412008-05-12T23:20:00.003-05:002008-05-12T23:26:51.295-05:00Un, dos, tres, cuatro,<br />cinco, seis, siete, ocho,<br />nueve, diez, once.<br /><br />____________<br /><br />Mas <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hallazgos</span> casuales de esos bonitos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2293446619136717541?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-12463533096238665752008-04-16T11:13:00.001-05:002008-04-16T11:13:46.779-05:00first<br />love<br />a rain-soaked raspberry<br />on<br />your<br />tongue<br /><br /><br />- Lee Gurga<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1246353309623866575?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-60016280584577192112008-03-10T23:19:00.001-06:002008-03-10T23:23:10.056-06:00Escribir<br />con sangre<br />en el vacío.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6001628058457719211?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-7584435297089954192008-01-15T09:35:00.001-06:002008-01-15T09:35:34.929-06:00Y ni el Edén más grato<br />promete amparo<br />al desquiciado.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-758443529708995419?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-32910180288506653732008-01-14T03:23:00.000-06:002008-01-14T03:29:28.165-06:00Qué diferente<br />el árbol de Navidad<br />cuando no adivina la adultez.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3291018028850665373?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-71892054982023289212008-01-14T00:41:00.000-06:002008-01-14T00:46:24.980-06:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 17pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;Georgia&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="EN-US">I<br />am speaking.<br />To you. Now.<br />This<br />or that<br />has happened. Again.<br />You<br />and I<br />should get together.<br /></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;Georgia&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Maybe<br />we will<br />fall in love<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 17pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;Georgia&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">___________<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 17pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;Georgia&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Tom Beckett</span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;Georgia&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7189205498202328921?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-84090420903803730232008-01-13T22:28:00.001-06:002008-01-14T18:58:41.420-06:00Entre la caída<br />y la redención;<br />total fragilidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8409042090380373023?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-80052439110045151312008-01-03T00:05:00.000-06:002008-01-08T21:51:02.049-06:00Nadie<br />callará mañana<br />en el ocaso.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8005243911004515131?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-48750979773014034622008-01-03T00:01:00.000-06:002008-01-03T00:05:01.078-06:00Soy tuya cuando<br />no soy<br />mía.<br /><br />Soy mía cuando<br />no soy<br />tuya.<br /><br />Soy mía cuando<br />no soy<br />mía.<br /><br />Y tuya cuando<br />no soy<br />tuya.<br /><br />Soy mía soy<br />hoy toda<br />tuya.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4875097977301403462?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-50441333596579954462008-01-02T23:58:00.002-06:002008-01-02T23:59:56.049-06:00Me retuerzo en<br />vaivénes de caprichos<br />aniquilados<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5044133359657995446?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-86460020657971235952008-01-02T23:58:00.001-06:002008-01-03T00:00:38.732-06:00Pero cómo<br />decirle que no<br />al deseo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8646002065797123595?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-72649931986859813302007-12-24T11:53:00.000-06:002007-12-24T12:03:27.314-06:00En los mapas<br />más que en la realidad<br />dan miedo los desiertos.<br /><br />______________________<br />*de una Greguería de Gómez de la Serna<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7264993198685981330?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-19112799080509985692007-12-23T03:57:00.000-06:002007-12-23T03:58:15.404-06:00Te despediste<br />de la vida cuando ella<br />ya te olvidó.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1911279908050998569?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-16396027105938737692007-12-22T18:09:00.000-06:002007-12-22T18:12:36.967-06:00Veintidós doce<br />luna llena puerta cerrada<br />solo queda la partida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1639602710593873769?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-2555777219903239152007-12-18T21:21:00.000-06:002007-12-18T21:24:12.703-06:00Anoche<br />tu cuerpo<br />extrañó mis manos.<br /><br />__________<br />* Fugaz, me di permiso de darle la vuelta a tu hay(na)ku para verlo al revés.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-255577721990323915?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-54719915408476625462007-12-16T00:40:00.000-06:002007-12-16T00:41:59.889-06:00Anoche<br />mis manos<br />extrañaron tu cuerpo<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5471991540847662546?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-55951640077543605702007-12-14T12:28:00.000-06:002007-12-14T12:51:25.026-06:00Amanecí con<br />el sabor de los besos<br />que en sueños me das.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5595164007754360570?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-89287355307388711782007-12-13T00:12:00.001-06:002007-12-13T00:12:42.089-06:00Las arenas movedizas<br />son siempre<br />eternas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8928735530738871178?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-59816450580721253772007-12-13T00:07:00.000-06:002007-12-13T00:11:21.453-06:00Desmembrados<br />somos dioses<br />en el suspenso.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5981645058072125377?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-21425644242815210692007-12-12T15:22:00.000-06:002007-12-12T15:24:43.151-06:00mirror <blockquote>my face where I left it<br /></blockquote><br />- Bob Boldman<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2142564424281521069?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-62560763372487581452007-12-12T15:14:00.000-06:002007-12-12T15:19:40.191-06:00Algunos días<br />extraño el tiempo en que<br />lo podía todo.<br />___<br />*No soy yo, es Vila Matas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6256076337248758145?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-75784482757461138002007-12-10T00:11:00.001-06:002007-12-10T00:11:57.590-06:00<p>Eres la sombra de un sueño,<br />eres la pregunta clave:<br />¿por qué sueño?</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7578448275746113800?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-80460277852153082992007-12-09T23:44:00.000-06:002007-12-09T23:45:17.815-06:00Tocarte<br />y no<br />tocarte<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8046027785215308299?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-37866832389706126362007-12-08T22:49:00.000-06:002007-12-08T22:52:45.135-06:00Siendo débilmente<br />y a lo lejos<br />cuchicheos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3786683238970612636?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-87548941606576397732007-12-03T19:14:00.000-06:002007-12-03T19:16:41.512-06:00Eras.<br />Eres.<br />Eros.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8754894160657639773?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-50597355742069927052007-12-03T19:05:00.000-06:002007-12-03T19:14:48.789-06:00Noche,<br />ciudad obscura,<br />una habitación llena.<br /><br />Ese leve palpitar,<br />lo escucho<br />¿sera?.<br /><br />Silencio,<br />lo sigo<br />Camino hacia el,<br />iluminado como farol<br />me guia,<br />claro,<br />brillante,<br />el palpitar<br />sube de intensidad.<br /><br />Es mas fuerte,<br />mas claro,<br />cega,<br />aturde,<br />me acerco,<br />tiene que ser.<br /><br />Tienes que ser,<br />Tu aroma<br />intenso,<br />inconfundible,<br />eres tu,<br />hoy es domingo.<br /><br />Tu tacto suave,<br />tu piel<br />clara.<br /><br />Tu,<br />debes ser,<br />no puedo equivocarme.<br /><br />No te abrazo,<br />me voy,<br />eras.<br />Eres,<br />lo sabemos,<br />(...)<br /><br />Obscuro,<br />una habitación,<br />lo único cierto.<br /><br />---------<br /><br />Al día siguiente<br />nada paso,<br />calma.<br />Estas,<br />estoy yo,<br />no hay palabras,<br />no nos sirven,<br />son inútiles<br />(...)<br /><br />___________________<br />___________________<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5059735574206992705?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-87336366411874766782007-11-30T00:36:00.000-06:002007-11-30T00:37:30.872-06:00Nos encontramos<br />y jugamos a ser dos<br />desconocidos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8733636641187476678?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-80683912430913583402007-11-29T06:04:00.000-06:002007-11-29T06:06:43.311-06:00Y vamos saltando<br />entre memorias<br />y accidentes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8068391243091358340?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-70764021407069076062007-11-29T06:02:00.000-06:002007-11-29T06:07:02.204-06:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Érase una vez...</span><br />e irrumpe violento<br />el final.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7076402140706907606?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-55333370918629000352007-11-26T21:14:00.000-06:002007-11-26T21:17:34.886-06:00Vamos a callar<br />por todas las veces<br />que hablamos de más.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5533337091862900035?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-29419059970356383732007-11-21T23:38:00.000-06:002007-11-29T06:07:26.399-06:00Calladitos,<br />reposan dormidos<br />los objetos perdidos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2941905997035638373?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-10035652416667098642007-11-17T21:20:00.001-06:002007-11-17T21:21:35.703-06:00Quise perderte<br />acechando tu sombra,<br />persiguiéndote.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1003565241666709864?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-14008444606513731142007-11-16T12:06:00.001-06:002007-11-16T12:06:25.658-06:00How I long to see<br />among the morning flowers<br />the face of God<br /><br />—Bashô<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1400844460651373114?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-44738739264876334172007-11-16T12:04:00.000-06:002007-11-16T12:05:38.054-06:00the open window<br />the old curtain<br />mended with a grey cloud<br /><br />- Aksinia Mikhailova<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4473873926487633417?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-62955228570260172832007-11-15T21:43:00.000-06:002007-11-15T21:44:51.716-06:00Sortilegio de babia<br />en el fondo<br />del espejo.<br /><br /><br />*de <span style="font-style: italic;">Alicia</span>, de Bunbury.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6295522857026017283?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-18931524194848510652007-11-15T21:42:00.000-06:002007-11-15T21:43:01.824-06:00Desbordado entre las masas<br />yo te pienso<br />y soy feliz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1893152419484851065?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-13099489905965616192007-11-15T15:10:00.000-06:002007-11-15T15:12:05.476-06:00Ciudad<br />de árboles<br />y cuerpos desalmados<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1309948990596561619?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-56478156533141840882007-11-15T00:26:00.000-06:002007-11-15T00:30:03.605-06:00Una sonrisa,<br />un suspiro muy largo,<br />duerme en mis brazos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5647815653314184088?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-64941825640874632692007-11-15T00:23:00.000-06:002007-11-15T00:26:38.625-06:00Cuando tu te<br />vayas, yo<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">moriré</span>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6494182564087463269?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-84106545412153196602007-11-10T12:28:00.000-06:002007-11-10T12:36:28.967-06:00Liviana y tibia<br />da pasitos<br />esperando la caída.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8410654541215319660?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-61826756838663024982007-11-10T12:22:00.000-06:002007-11-10T12:26:06.077-06:00Infinitos<br />que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">colapsan</span><br />como meros mortales<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6182675683866302498?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-13670011027135099452007-11-10T12:18:00.000-06:002007-11-10T12:22:42.680-06:00El instante perdido<br />en la<br />eternidad<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1367001102713509945?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-27144583601178654612007-11-09T00:17:00.000-06:002007-11-09T00:37:40.018-06:00Luz silenciosa<br />la que emanaba de ti<br />cuando eras sombra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2714458360117865461?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-83439946086377727072007-11-08T03:07:00.000-06:002007-11-08T03:08:40.910-06:00A veces extraño<br />cosas<br />que no conozco.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8343994608637772707?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-78410614860914726432007-11-07T23:57:00.000-06:002007-11-07T23:58:44.327-06:00Dios<br />escondido<br />en el olor del café.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7841061486091472643?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-67566100981812407882007-11-07T23:54:00.000-06:002007-11-07T23:56:25.888-06:00What it is I know not,<br />But with the gratitude<br />My tears fall.<br /><br />- Saigyo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6756610098181240788?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-39067610155312041302007-11-06T22:56:00.000-06:002007-11-06T22:57:39.574-06:00Quiero<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">murmurarte</span> secretos<br />en suaves mordidas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3906761015531204130?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-682706507241183392007-11-04T20:08:00.000-06:002007-11-04T20:10:17.949-06:00Di vueltas y vueltas hasta marearme,<br />perdí el norte, es cierto,<br />pero era como si bailaran los colores.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-68270650724118339?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-22264720408935846432007-11-04T20:07:00.000-06:002007-11-04T20:08:24.601-06:00Y en nombre del destino<br />me acurruqué en la mecedora<br />a esperar lo que habría de ocurrir.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2226472040893584643?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-3217615404670543702007-11-04T20:05:00.001-06:002007-11-11T10:03:25.135-06:00Jugar<br />ruleta rusa<br />en la cama.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-321761540467054370?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-44594405543749278392007-11-04T20:02:00.000-06:002007-11-04T20:05:43.741-06:00Y se enterraron vivos, juntos,<br />por los siglos de los siglos,<br />hasta comerlos los gusanos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4459440554374927839?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-26503206426429981032007-11-04T20:00:00.000-06:002007-11-04T20:02:08.152-06:00Y congelar el riachuelo<br />y despojarlo<br />de su andar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2650320642642998103?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-52043145831052244872007-11-04T19:56:00.000-06:002007-11-11T10:04:17.274-06:00En tus brazos<br />tiemblo y<br />muero.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5204314583105224487?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-47175322960819895042007-11-02T16:54:00.000-06:002007-11-06T01:19:13.346-06:00Noche<br />cerrada de<br />muerte sin fin<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4717532296081989504?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-32252920292462576212007-10-30T09:15:00.000-06:002007-10-30T09:16:39.075-06:00Ojalá pudiera<br />fotografiar<br />nuestra intimidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3225292029246257621?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-46549813069158169042007-10-28T14:02:00.000-06:002007-10-28T14:03:04.075-06:00Desconocidos,<br />buscando el accidente<br />de la felicidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4654981306915816904?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-81932551448006787142007-10-28T14:00:00.000-06:002007-10-28T14:01:42.252-06:00Memorizo una calle<br />y olvido un rato<br />la casualidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8193255144800678714?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-870689472201224172007-10-25T23:08:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:24:34.839-06:00Todos somos dos<br />el resto se juega<br />en la batalla.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-87068947220122417?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-24527686317004547022007-10-24T22:48:00.000-05:002007-10-24T22:50:06.745-05:00Una lágrima<br />mi ojo izquierdo llora<br />una caricia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2452768631700454702?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-48934579892750862992007-10-24T18:50:00.000-05:002007-10-24T18:58:39.455-05:00El tiempo pende<br />como un hilo<br />de hielo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4893457989275086299?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-61843207577278104322007-10-24T18:45:00.000-05:002007-10-24T18:47:16.423-05:00Tres distintas aproximaciones a lo que quiero decir:<br /><br />I.<br />Dulce de cristal<br />no se come<br />con las manos.<br /><br />II.<br />No es legal<br />matar a un niño<br />que juega al ladrón.<br /><br />III.<br />No soy terrible<br />terrible sería<br />proclamarme inocente.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6184320757727810432?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-47087286065237311962007-10-24T18:42:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:23:33.509-06:00Nos contenemos<br />nos olvidamos<br />nos enamoramos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4708728606523731196?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-43195145587466096052007-10-24T18:41:00.000-05:002007-10-24T18:42:18.873-05:00El frío es penetrante<br />beso una flor de ciruelo<br />en sueños.<br /><br />Soseki<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4319514558746609605?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-79129536284719898372007-10-24T12:48:00.000-05:002007-10-24T18:41:24.477-05:00Viento helado<br />yo también<br />pienso en ti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7912953628471989837?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-50184835480765654382007-10-23T23:37:00.000-05:002007-10-23T23:41:39.622-05:00Un viento helado<br />una hoja cae libre<br />se van bailando.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5018483548076565438?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-60603389875171521462007-10-23T10:35:00.000-05:002007-10-23T10:36:30.618-05:00toy soldiers <br />no wives <br />or children <br /><br />- Dorothy McLaughlin<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6060338987517152146?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-53562434676475193352007-10-23T03:16:00.001-05:002007-10-23T03:16:58.640-05:00Testigos fueron<br />la noche y la lluvia<br />de nuestros besos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5356243467647519335?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-6969322816731625542007-10-23T02:52:00.000-05:002007-10-23T02:58:10.433-05:00Esa mañana<br />los dos sentimos algo<br />y lo ignoramos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-696932281673162554?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viajero verticalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09435817868471195524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-81647365048429142152007-10-22T22:26:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:25:41.234-06:00Joya de mil lados<br />no la pongas<br />a la luz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8164736504842914215?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-44869051311183297572007-10-22T22:01:00.000-05:002007-10-22T22:03:37.095-05:00Si yo pudiera<br />ser un ave cualquiera...<br />Estar de paso.<br /><br />---<br />Aunque, ahora que lo pienso, la vida es un poco eso.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4486905131118329757?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-35516144755397731452007-10-22T00:06:00.000-05:002007-10-22T19:22:18.696-05:00Llueve a cántaros,<br />hablas grandilocuente<br />tus ojos cambian.<br /><br />Los míos también<br />hay sentimientos detrás<br />mis ojos aman.<br /><br />Quieren amarte,<br />¿te gusta que te amen?<br />¿los amarás tú?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-3551614475539773145?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-46810859783216544732007-10-22T00:02:00.001-05:002007-10-22T00:05:00.318-05:00Para el tiempo<br />y transforma este instante<br />en eternidad<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4681085978321654473?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-64734608135684107742007-10-21T23:56:00.000-05:002007-10-22T00:01:59.180-05:00Como una flor<br />que se cierra en la noche<br />cuando ya no hay sol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6473460813568410774?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-81749507957445429112007-10-21T22:58:00.000-05:002007-10-21T23:02:24.352-05:00Lo raro es que <br />en un domingo cualquiera<br />tu vida es otra y la misma. <br /><br />------<br /><br />Lo raro es que <br />un domingo cualquiera<br />tu vida está siempre siendo otra.<br /><br />(Creo que prefiero el primero de ellos: ¿cuál es su opinión?)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8174950795744542911?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-21237272857509271442007-10-21T22:35:00.000-05:002007-10-21T22:37:16.194-05:00Lo único raro<br />es que hoy sea<br />un domingo cualquiera.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2123727285750927144?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-41769013324490837142007-10-17T09:37:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:26:29.713-06:00Prométeme perdonarme<br />cuando sucumba<br />cuando envenene.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4176901332449083714?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-85531275864974194342007-10-17T09:36:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:27:57.063-06:00Nadie nunca gana<br />cuando es atravesado<br />por la violeta flecha.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-8553127586497419434?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-16163362734587441582007-10-17T09:35:00.000-05:002007-11-04T20:28:42.947-06:00Cómo cansa<br />ser<br />mortal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1616336273458744158?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nereanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-27785425800429883312007-10-17T00:41:00.000-05:002007-10-17T00:42:14.522-05:00Te siento vibrar<br />te miro,<br />mentira<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-2778542580042988331?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-14518695790317226552007-10-17T00:40:00.000-05:002007-10-17T00:41:19.423-05:00Inicio,<br />desarrollo, nudo,<br />un final feliz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-1451869579031722655?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-90023416745687351662007-10-17T00:39:00.001-05:002007-10-17T00:40:30.647-05:00Este es el final<br />de <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">aquí</span> cambiaremos<br />he de olvidar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-9002341674568735166?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-62375021459814789542007-10-17T00:38:00.001-05:002007-10-17T00:39:03.688-05:00-Pero ¿por que?<br />-Quiero quererte<br />(telón)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6237502145981478954?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-65066263283375414322007-10-17T00:35:00.000-05:002007-10-17T00:38:07.918-05:00Hoy,<br />de noche<br />quiero no besarte.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-6506626328337541432?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-57821829753544052412007-10-16T00:06:00.000-05:002007-10-16T00:13:38.837-05:00Entre cajones y armarios,<br />descubro el territorio<br />(hogareño) de la permanencia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5782182975354405241?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-74267194625897634712007-10-15T23:02:00.000-05:002007-10-15T23:03:26.231-05:00Siento<br />un hueco<br />en el corazón.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7426719462589763471?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-75512362663113254272007-10-15T22:51:00.000-05:002007-10-15T22:53:35.361-05:00Nuestra<br />Úrsula Iguarán<br />se llamó Guadalupe...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7551236266311325427?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emma Zunzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750319262295820081noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-53720743299913099502007-10-15T22:16:00.000-05:002008-12-12T01:12:59.781-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U52Tj1e_YyA/RxQub-7y5WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/L5rAvD4A23o/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U52Tj1e_YyA/RxQub-7y5WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/L5rAvD4A23o/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121769734512239970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thoughts:<br />just little bugs<br />flying inside my head.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-5372074329991309950?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-76051071950201125152007-10-15T16:12:00.000-05:002007-10-15T16:15:43.310-05:00Hoy leí mi horóscopo y decía:<br /><br />"You are getting tired of the usual methos of discourse. Try jotting down a quick haiku that is expressive of what you're thinking"<br /><br />....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-7605107195020112515?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16909337449280938315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367175342268521528.post-43365433729688463332007-10-10T22:44:00.000-05:002007-10-10T23:02:33.699-05:00¡Gol!<br />desbordan <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">emoción</span><br />me da hueva.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367175342268521528-4336543372968846333?l=elinstanteperdido.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Doble "U"http://www.blogger.com/profile/05574468551435456916noreply@blogger.com5