Lixeiro navego sobre a tona da auga
Onde os ventos tolos deciden levarme
Rabuño coa quilla o lombo oceánico
A efémera cicatriz branca do ronsel
Di pouco ou nada dos meus desvelos
A miña alma de cetáceo devece
polas frías profundidades mariñas
Anhela o esforzo reparador da apnea
Abandonar a superficie de sol e brisa
Tan docemente carentes de peso
Sailing boat
Lightly I sail on the surface of the water
Where the crazy winds decide to take me
Scratching the ocean's back with my keel
The ephemeral wake's white scar
Says little or nothing about my concerns
My cetacean soul craves
For the cold depths of the sea
It longs for the restorative effort of apnea
Leaving the sunny and breezy surface
So sweetly weightless
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Wonderful poem! I want to invite you to become a collaborator of Gobblers. Please let me know your decision. Thank you!
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I would be very happy to become a collaborator, could you tell me what do I need to do for that, or how does it work. Normally I write in galician and translate it into english.
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Thank you for your fast reply. Please give me your email address or write to me using the contact form of my blog. I will send you the information.
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