{"id":811,"date":"2016-04-07T02:47:14","date_gmt":"2016-04-07T00:47:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=811"},"modified":"2016-04-07T02:47:14","modified_gmt":"2016-04-07T00:47:14","slug":"cantinela","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=811","title":{"rendered":"Cantinela"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"CENTER\"><i><u>Cantinela<\/u><\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>Suena una \u00faltima canci\u00f3n<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>en los huecos rotos<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>de tu oscura habitaci\u00f3n<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>cantinela que no arruga<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>tus entra\u00f1as curtidas<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>en mil derrotas seguidas<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>Solo un poema<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>sola con tus penas<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>sola con la prosa<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>y el vino agrio en tus venas<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>Solo la \u00faltima canci\u00f3n<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\">que vibra en las cuerdas de una guitarra<\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>rompiendo el soneto en la madrugada<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>deja la finura de una explosi\u00f3n<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>en el iris de tus ojos de hada<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>En tus brazos reposan palabras<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>en tus labios esperanza<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>y en tus ojos benditas l\u00e1grimas<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>Solo el \u00faltimo verso<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>que sali\u00f3 de tus labios<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>suena distante y severo<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>solo ese verso rompi\u00f3<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>en mil sonetos sangrientos<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><i>tu mirada hechizada<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\"><i>07 de Abril de 2016<\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\"><a href=\"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?attachment_id=812\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-812\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-812\" src=\"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/files\/2016\/04\/10479511_592977087475091_1545280779103540966_n-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"10479511_592977087475091_1545280779103540966_n\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cantinela Suena una \u00faltima canci\u00f3n en los huecos rotos de tu oscura habitaci\u00f3n cantinela que no arruga tus entra\u00f1as curtidas en mil derrotas seguidas Solo un poema sola con tus penas sola con la prosa y el vino agrio en tus venas Solo la \u00faltima canci\u00f3n que vibra en las cuerdas de una guitarra rompiendo [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9590,"featured_media":749,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[366],"tags":[338,131,31,143,21,5],"class_list":["post-811","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poema","tag-cantinela","tag-esperanza","tag-lagrimas","tag-palabras","tag-poema","tag-poesia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/811","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/9590"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=811"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/811\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":813,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/811\/revisions\/813"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/749"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=811"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=811"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=811"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}