LOVERS’ ECSTASY

 DDC2Poetry and Art by Daniel de Cullá

 

This place, this time, this way

Oh, that place

It’s just where one feed the wind.

Walking to the river

The lover girl with eyes and heart in center

Her body with smoke and desire

Goes to find one place where she

And her lover friend stopped on the banks.

The Sun has its tide home going

Flashing the light thru the bush

Over the stream.

Love is on the same line of the river

And their Love is like a wheel.

She dreams with the only man to snore

A comfortable life.

Probably not?

She laughs at first looking for lover friend

Suddenly realizing his freedom only

Thinking to fall in Love

Toy with divertice

Even if he did blow over just being able

To pick up and come.

-Man, presence/absence

Is what makes this place so tolerable?

With my man I wll not be lonely

I will sense no mistake.

She feels her lover friend behind her

With a smile wider than his bronzed face

Saying:

-Pretty, do You want to dance with me?

The Lovers pretty much

On their own into the shrubs:

The space of Love here¡

Translucency privileged to see

The union of sky and earth

Because they lived at the edge of Love:

Boy traveling her openness

In his girl venture now

She saying to plant a flower in her patio

And he saying then throw that check away

Lady “because I want to seal yr urn”.

-Love me, sir¡ she exclaimed.

Love exploded with them

Saying She:

Our bodies producing two flowers

And only together do we form a whole

He:

We feel in Love with these pieces

Of sky and earth

Let us hear the pure light

Shining steady thru the Vulva

Opened for FireFlower

And be content.

She:

Love has gotten us

Into this Ecstasy.

-Daniel de Cullá

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 ¿CUANTOS PERROS TIENE ANGELINA? 

Angelina cabalga a horcajadas un Asno

Perros comunes la siguen

Perros con toga, mitrados

Con corona y cerquillos

Con charreteras, galones y fajas

Cual caterva de gente de la plebe

Lisonjeros por los lugares que pasa

Donde ella dirige su mirada

Viendo Asnos con su verga erecta

Poblada de moscas borriqueras

Nacidas en un monasterio de frailes.

 

-Extremado es el Rebuzno de la Burra, dice

Viendo al Buche así excitado:

El Burro comediante de Maquiavelo

Se beneficiaba a la Burra de Alicia

En el País de las Maravillas

De Lewis Carrol

Celebrando un especial “online”

Jodiendo sobre el libro verde

Del astuto y tortuoso Renacimiento.

-¡Arre¡, ¡arre¡

Es normal, dice; en España, patria de un Asno

Se adora y se venerean Asnos.

No es extraño

En todos los países lo hacen.

 

Angelina veía Asnos por todas partes:

Ahí el Burro de Apolo

El de Apuleyo y de Aquino

El de Aristóteles, el de Aristófanes

El de Buda y Bufón

La Burra de Jesús, de Balam

Y de Mahoma

Y allí, en ese trigal de Brieva de Juarros

En Burgos

Un Asno monacal de Navarra

Está componiendo un cuento carnal

Con un graso lego

Haciendo amor estilo perro, y diciendo:

-Hierve olla y cuece cebolla

Yo te diré de la noche de bodas

Que eres como un gato

Sobre ladrillos calientes.

 

Haciendo un alto, Angelina continuó:

-Sin Asnos no hubiera habido reyes

No hubiera habido religiones

Que, en la Tierra, el hombre y la mujer

Hacen el papel de Asnos

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Daniel de Culla (1955) is a writer, poet, and photographer. He is also a member of the Spanish Writers Association, Director of the Gallo Tricolor Review, and Robespierre Review. He’s moving between North Hollywood, Madrid and Burgos, Spain.

Daniel de Cullá (1955 Poeta, escritor, pintor y fotógrafo, miembro fundador de la revista literaria  Gallo Tricolor. Es miembro de la  Asociación Colegial de Escritores de España. En la actualidad participa en espectáculos que funden poesía, música y teatro.


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