tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51999062011-07-07T20:23:56.722-03:00Poesia BonsaiTío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-48611817483573649912007-08-15T13:45:00.001-03:002010-07-29T14:00:22.851-03:00La red cae en silencio.Teje pacienteSus prisioneros.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-77613451958539849522007-03-01T19:24:00.002-03:002010-07-29T13:59:24.561-03:00Zap, zip, zap.Bajo la lluviadanzan paraguas.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1132684309246538532005-11-22T15:31:00.001-03:002010-02-19T13:09:51.999-03:00Ruido de llaves.Los paseantes regresan.Horas sin sueño.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1130333613570053922005-10-26T10:32:00.000-03:002005-10-26T10:33:33.570-03:00Cae la nieve.Conquista la tierra.Saharas blancos.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1123262887371579752005-08-05T14:27:00.001-03:002010-02-19T13:08:51.971-03:00Lluvia descalza.Destiñe la madrugada en recuerdos.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1115727435566132052005-05-10T09:15:00.000-03:002005-08-18T17:18:03.786-03:00No hay viento.Flota el Mundo Dorado.Todo cuelga.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1111549753366084322005-03-23T00:48:00.000-03:002005-08-18T17:17:52.923-03:00Amores samuraiComo pecesitos koiboquean.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1103298239854123962004-12-17T13:42:00.000-03:002005-08-18T17:17:31.450-03:00La nube-orugase arrastraal costado de la ruta.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1098828359534250062004-10-26T18:55:00.000-03:002005-08-18T17:17:17.340-03:00Bajo la lunael eco de su risaen mi tristeza.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1073679849124016782004-01-09T17:24:00.000-03:002007-03-01T19:11:46.942-03:00En mi rodillagolpeo a una hormiga.Ay!, no!, es una herida.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1063327945189039232003-09-11T21:52:00.000-03:002007-03-01T19:14:04.581-03:00Hora del té.Las manos frías.La taza caliente.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1060718040199962712003-08-12T16:54:00.000-03:002005-08-18T17:15:35.673-03:00Eclipse de poetas.Luna en Tu-Fu.Sol en Li-Po.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-1060716882007072562003-08-10T16:34:00.000-03:002010-07-29T14:03:50.512-03:00En la calle de papelojos de arcoirispasean solitarios.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-959510192003-06-23T13:56:00.000-03:002007-09-04T19:17:28.121-03:00Neones.Tu par de ojosLa luna en el espacio.Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199906.post-913611832003-03-25T16:09:00.000-03:002005-08-23T09:55:41.273-03:00Un viejo estanque;al zambullirse una rana,ruido del agua.Basho (1644-1694)Crepúsculo de cerezas.También hoy se ha convertidoen pasado.Issa (1763-1826)La flor de té,¿es blanca o amarilla?Perplejidad.Buson (1715-1738)Tío Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414754434387718509noreply@blogger.com