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HOLIDAY!

DAY HOLIDAY UNTIL JANUARY 6:

YEAR AND REYES IN A NEW DESTINATION .....

TUNISIA!

OS DEJO MI HERE TO RETURN THIS "FISTFUL OF KISSES" (pictures are in the window that the store has mounted YOUR VOICES my poems "A Handful of Kisses" for in the new year)



When I return to my corner of Leon promise

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CHRISTMAS ...

CHRISTMAS ...

Versa, since it concerns

trova, trova

East

their pages

Three Wise come singing

In round

hovering over the Bridge of San Marcos

winds

Alegria

the stones ringing

In their long beards

Triwizard bring hanging:

Lyrics

cream

and silver seed

colors Rhymes

Oranges and lemons

Sonnets-matched and almond nougat

Choir

clouds and pine Stanzas

Versa since it concerns

forgot their bags of gifts

plump

Trova, trova

Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh

in the palace were left

In Round, Round

the long road

their camels wandered

What a mess, Your Majesties!

No giving

Without

myrrh

Without the gold

Ni

incense

Under the tree

and portal

what you will leave this Christmas?

... versa, since it concerns

... trova, trova

... in round, hovering

... UN ABRAZO AMIGO

FOR ALL

HUMANITY

text and voice: ASUNCION CARRACEDO GOMEZ (Spain)

music: "The arrival of the Kings Magi "(Time Christmas) GARCIA DAVID HERNANDEZ (Mexico)

pictures: own e internet

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Alva Martin, writer and coach, with the literary agent María Tortosa, Catalunya Radio Union . Here

leave the program recorded the interview they did on Wednesday the 15th of December.

also uploaded some pics.

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VERSES ... IN HEAVEN!

Two students from the United Nations School in San Miguel de Allende, (MEXICO), coordinated by Lululee , released balloons into the sky and verses and the word emotion is dressed in colors in each of their smiles

Inspired poem A happy childhood of Aurelio Gonzalez Ovies ,

boys entrusted to air and air have desires, hopes and dreams.

balloons flew in five words Ovies Aurelio Gonzalez, Alfonso of Pascon, of Rosa Serdio of Maria Garcia Esperon and mine.

And a desire to add

EVERY DAY SMILES ARE

OF CHILDREN

PANES OF "RHYMES"

which satisfies

HUNGER IN THE MOUTHS

EMPTY
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time ago, almost a year, I wrote a few verses after the earthquake terible Haiti, then Chile's wine ,,,,, and succeed long articles and reports on the plight of Haitians ....

At that time and now I think about children,,, always in them, innocent victims,,,, and then look at my children and my children's friends, and those who are only known,,,,, and children who do not even know but I see down the street, cared for, protected, fed, ... PLAYING AND DREAMING

And I wonder, do children have dreams Haitians?? And if they do, how will those dreams?

Well, well, did these verses dedicated to fly tied to a balloon Dec. 15 through the skies of Guanajuato, in the hands of kids 6th grade and three years of secondary school two United Nations, San Miguel de Allende, (MEXICO), coordinated by Lululee (a new "friend role" in the blog "Cuentalunas)

DREAMS FOR CHILDREN

FOR ALL CHILDREN

THAT IN ANY CORNER

OF THIS PLANET EARTH,

stop being

EARLY

Dreams-tissue

to dry tears

to fly in the wind

tears and fear

Dreams-sailing

and clouds of cotton

lemony

and essence of illusion

Dreams-sources

springs clean

tremor in his hands

terror fronts

Dreams-kites

with all the letters

that

lost island called ALEGRIA

For more information on this wonderful experience that is played with poetry to enlarge and bring your voice to children and young people, do not miss this link

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ARTISTS CHRISTMAS DRESS THE FIELD OF INTERNATIONAL DAY

Art and social commitment have always gone hand in hand. This time we have been "his hands", the various "artists Leon" who "have worn" the BRANCH LIONS , coupling, art and tradition. _ I leave here a very interesting link on the Traditional "Ramo Lions _

And did so with a united purpose, donating their time and art benefit of "others": their works will be auctioned on behalf of the entity DOWN LEON, AMIDOWN

Throughout the month of December and until January 4 can enjoy

I traveling exhibition "The artists wear the branch Leon Leon" (which you are all invited to meet and visit) in the English Court facilities the city of León.

For all that you can not make this visit, I prepared this video "Home" with photos I took the other day and the music of a new "Friend of Paper", pianist and composer Mexican David García Hernández,, arrival a few days ago directly from their hands as Reyes beautiful gift in advance.
I know it is not the same, but it looks ...

Kisses "friends" and embraces "paper" for Leon ARTISTS who have participated in bringing this gift!

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here is a video of the poet Victor Vallejo, a young boy whom I admire very much and has a great future ahead:

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should have done input early in the morning, but I could not get close to the computer until now.

I leave this wonderful video, brilliant in its simplicity, both in text and drawings and lines,,,, so that we all to look beyond ... just where the corner starts beating, tic-tac,,,, or bom, bom, bom ,,,,,

"THE BUCKET OF LORENZO" excellent video to convert the difficulties, impossible, obstacles, barriers,,,, in only small differences in the way of "walking" through life.

Kisses "friends" and embraces "paper" for all that as "Lorenzo" dragging a saucepan, and for all that "his mother" never cease to come up with practical solutions affection .

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radio, as always, take calls from our friends: Sebastian, Laura, Paca and Encarna, we rejoiced with her things. We also had a puppy, Toy, Laura, that with its barking "participate" poetically in the program.
I could read a poem by Guillermo Escribano, who had a little forgotten and, from there, I ask forgiveness. The second poem I read and had no title, belongs to the poet: Yolanda Saenz de Tejada and Vazquez, the group they belong: The Ariadne's Labyrinth.
And just for today, friends, a hug. Here is the podcasts.

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I closed my eyes

and then cried.

I read a poem

and then cried. I bought

white roses and then I cried.

I picked up his things

and then cried.

I remember every day

and then cry ...

and then cry ...

and then cry ...

and then ...

In last Wednesday's show had the pleasure of speaking with Encarna Carmona, whom I thank here the Christmas card I sent, along with a photos and some written directions. (A hug, Encarna). They also called our friends and Sebastian Filomena. I
I read a beautiful poem-Lluís Miquel Muntané / Praise of sadness, another of Don Vito / Posterity and one of my good friend JI Montes Pidal, Asturian great poet. The poem was titled do exist. A hug for everyone.

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Today, Friends of paper "have been traveling around the world by the hand of music and new technologies.

IMPRESINANTES Voices and looks ,,,,, you make music "stalling" body and soul.

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(conductor); to my right, Jose Andres Garcia, (librarian and cuentacuentero) guest program dedicated to Kamishibai

and travel the world of Children's Literature in the company of good friends .... BOOKS!

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I know I could ... Poetry

I know I could forget once,

but what get with that?

Just in case you go, I stay only with the feelings and wisdom

pale of your eyes.

not be fooled.

Who do you sew my hips is not doubt

or blue lanterns that marginalize shadows, but my desire

.

This desire to feel your arms

sugar crushing my holes.

winding waters and breath

muted sobbing behind my

sailing at night.

I do not know, do not know if I am

kiss your mouth.

( From the book: Amayamar )

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called our friends: Carlos Serra, Laura -he called twice- Sebastián, Santiago Liberal from Cantabria, and Carmen Anasagasti.

I read two poems by Alexander (Nubher) . The first one titled: interference. The second: Km 0

"Equipment vampire thanks you you all for tuning the program. Hugs from here.

AN ANNIVERSARY TIME WITCH

images displayed on the video are pictures of a small forest located in Ciñera of Gordon, in the central mountain Leon:

The Faedo.

http://www.elfaedo.es/

The name "Faedo" derives from the Latin name Fagus = beech, and the suffix-etum abudancial, which gave the ending - edo. The conversion of / f / en / H / was common in the Castilian from the fifteenth century, but speak not in Asturias and Leon, which owns the word "faedo" meaning "beech" or beech wood.

The forest has a copy of any, known com

"Fagus"

that scientists turned 500 years in 2008, making it probably the longest have the peninsula, which together with its strange way, justifies it was selected to appear in the book "Trees, living legends"

This forest also has its own creatures of legend.

So the story

"Haedo COAL" the writer local, Josefina Diaz of the Panel, it tells the story of the witch Haeda, who lived in the Phaedo and chose to dedicate his supernatural powers to help some children and free them from intense cold caused by a large snowstorm that threatened to end their lives. To achieve this, he used all his strength and even met his death until he filled the mountain valley of stones that catch on and give warmth.

http://www.llombera.es/Carbon_de_Haeda.htm

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Haeda Faedo was to die, hugging the oldest tree in the forest was his goodness forever , water between beech coal in the mountains.

A

ENCHANTED FOREST

letter by letter ...

Once upon a time there was and still remains so

an enchanted forest

.

A small treasure

in a hidden corner.

A piece of land

geography Leon

where dreams

and imaginary beings

are guaranteed. Send a letter

word for word

lit

old stories and

warmed hands and lives

drawing a landscape

unique shapes and

Legends centenarians.

Goblins, witches,

fairies and witches

long tangled

with time

in the branches of a beech

and poems

alfrombraron

hearts and dreams

streams and soil in the coalfields

of these lands Leon

A forest of letters

lowercase UPPERCASE

gowns

hanging branches which

ripe fruit .

A forest lyrics vocal

consonant with

party dress all bright

all important.

Trees

alphabet of A

to Z

points

ordered

mixed or grouped in clusters

words.

A

animated forest

leaves ...

singing roots ...

syllables

things ...

naming

And the wind?

Wind,

flower and verse

kissing the sky

cradling time under stones lit

its grassy banks.

Little readers,

satisfy your hunger,

be filled with life.!

write your own history

with tasty fruits

this ENCHANTED FOREST

by today

have walked.

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started the program with a tribute to Miguel Hernandez, the poem:

harvesters (Jaén, get wild)

Andaluces de Jaén, harvesters

haughty,

tell me in the soul: who,

who raised olives?

not lifted them out of nothing,

neither money nor master, but the land

quiet,

work and sweat. United

pure water and planets together, the three gave

beauty of the twisted trunks.

Arise, olive gray,

said at the foot of wind. And the olive

raised a hand

powerful foundation.

Andaluces de Jaén, harvesters

haughty,

tell me in the soul: who nursed

olive trees?

Your blood, your life,

operator not to be enriched

in the wound

generous

sweat.

the landowner's not

who buried you in poverty, that I stomped

forehead

that lowered your head.

Trees

your desire

consecrated the middle of the day were beginning

a bread that only the other ate.

many centuries of olive

the prisoners hands and feet,

sun to sun and moon to moon,

weigh on your bones!

Andaluces de Jaén, harvesters

conceited

my soul

question: who,

who are these trees?

Jaén, get on your brave

moonstones,

're not going to be a slave

with all your olive grove.

Within

clarity and aroma oil,

indicate your freedom the freedom of your hills.

(Miguel Hernández, 1910-1942)

read more poems not because we had the calls from our friends, Matthew, Encarna, Sebastián, Carlos Serra and Azucena who read their own. Thanks to all, as always, tune in and participate.

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I communicate only no radio program on Wednesday, I really do not know why. I have not talked to José Luis, so I guess he's sick. From here I wish to speedy recovery to continue with our poetry.
A hug to everyone.

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I recorded this video and I leave the link in case you want to see. Thanks, Mayde!

http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D-WAwMYwSkOaJOstWwaewUKHgQinKlFj-jk6kxLlAfI?feat=email

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Tenderness ...

The waiting for a taxi,

torn embrace the certainty goodbye.

A touch on the lips, soft, warm, nostalgic-flavored

farewell.

One minute we wanted eternal

and lasted only a second.

The green light was approaching and I raised my hand.

whispered a few words in my ear, grieving, fearful:

"the taxi takes you away from me ..."

I knew he was telling the truth and I felt nothing.

However, to my regret, the remembrance of that last kiss

stay between my lips and I forgot all others ...

The tenderness I keep because I had always wanted, and although

never again dream you

want you to know the outline and

stump in all the poems I write with a smile and a tear ...

( From the book: Crossing the threshold )

Radio

I apologize for my voice, because it was quite "griposa."

calls were responded to our friends and Juanjo Laura . José Luis read a poem by Guillermo Escribano and I read poems Darilea of Matias Peralta of Pepa Caro, Ignacio Rabago and Javier Muniz.

Greetings to all from here, folks.

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