Dreaming of tulips on the wind | A picture is worth a thousand words contest [EN/ES]
Hello, lovers of free literature!
I'd like to tell you that there are no tulips in my country, but many of us dream of them, of the caress of their petals, their colorful diversity, their history, and the symbols hidden in each spike.
They may not really exist here, but that doesn't stop one from dreaming and writing as a pretext for the initiative that @freewritehouse offers us this week.
So, by the way, I'm giving you this poem, written at the time for someone I grew particularly fond of. I hope you all enjoy it and share your impressions with me.
The image used is a requirement of the call.

Tulips
dream of schizoid auctions.
God
at the right hand of your hands.
Women crucified
with dust.
Dust wind
scarlet dust.
Stages,
open-air concerts.
The color of a failed word
by jasmine in the salt.
Madmen at the stake,
a stake on the cross.
The Holy Cross,
with its sad madness,
does not dream of death.

This post was partially translated using Google Translate and the image used is a requirement of the call itself.

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¡Hola amantes de las letras en libertad!
Les cuento que en mi país no hay tulipanes pero muchos soñamos con ellos, con la caricia de sus pétalos, su colorida diversidad, su historia y los símbolos que esconden en cada espiga.
Podrán no existir realmente acá, pero ello no impide que uno sueñe y escriba como pretexto ante la iniciativa que @freewritehouse nos ofrece esta semana.
Entonces, a propósito, les regalo este poema, escrito en su momento para una persona a quien tomé especial cariño. Espero sea del disfrute de todos y me compartan sus impresiones.
La imagen usada es requerimiento de la propia convocatoria.

Los tulipanes
sueñan con subastas esquizoides.
Dios
a la diestra de tus manos.
Mujeres crucificadas
con el polvo.
Polvo viento
polvo escarlata.
Escenarios,
conciertos a la intemperie.
Color de una palabra fallida
por el jazmín en la sal.
Locos en la hoguera,
hoguera en la cruz.
La Santa Cruz,
con su triste locura,
no sueña con la muerte.

Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate y la imagen usada es requerimiento de la propia convocatoria.

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