I am...

I am...

A Poem by Ruben Ortellao
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I am the water that trickles into the sewer
the wandering wind in the wheat field
the ocher leaves under the window
the disappointment of the elderly
the hand that calls and defends
the saddest verses of Neruda
the impotence of forgiveness
the windmills of Don Quixote
the sadness of the hunger
the glass of wine to share
the illusion of the outcast
the puddles on the street
the color of the shadows
the lies of the politicians
the rain on a sunny day
the message in a bottle
the petal and the thorn
the laughter of children
the blindness of Borges
the moss in the stone
the beard of Whitman
the door always open
the underpaid worker
the gasp to nowhere
the beggar's refuge
the pointing finger
the foam of anger
the clocks of Dali
the curving road
the bitter vomit
the lost island
the false note
the joy of sin
I am Death
silence
sperm
guitar
lover
gore
war
you
I am a poet

© 2010 Ruben Ortellao


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You are a poet in deed, too many great lines to list them all, I have to add this one to my favorites, nice work my friend...Raul

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Ruben Ortellao
Ruben Ortellao

Miami, FL, Argentina



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