This one goes to the people who lives by dusty roads.


Caminos del norte

Dust emerges from the past
silently covering the roads to memory.



Poetry by Adriøn Caldera
Read 700 times
Written on 2011-11-24 at 10:11

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text


pia
Dear friend.
poetry to me is a concentrate of emotions
its a journey to the heart without a visit to The intellect (or perhaps a very short stop)

This poem is amazing!
You give me pictures that stays in my heart
Thank you !!
Pia
2011-11-28


Nathalia
Beautiful.
2011-11-26


countryfog
A very evocative image . . . dust covering the footprints to the way back. At my age I find this happening more and more.
2011-11-24