tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82408471904947314812012-02-24T10:51:13.504+01:00Grandes Pinturas y Pequeños PoemasTriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.comBlogger1921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-37028597175244456702012-02-23T17:53:00.000+01:002012-02-23T17:53:46.347+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCD-9w92FEo/T0PPTVmS2XI/AAAAAAAAETk/JXB-_kmSekI/s1600/varo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCD-9w92FEo/T0PPTVmS2XI/AAAAAAAAETk/JXB-_kmSekI/s400/varo.jpg" width="285" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Bajo el desierto</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">tempestuoso de un adiós,</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">aún germina la raíz ínfima</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">de la esperanza.</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face', serif;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face', serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3702859717524445670?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-46788497370622862212012-02-21T17:30:00.001+01:002012-02-21T17:31:17.287+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSjypd_0J2s/T0PGEq2uZ7I/AAAAAAAAETM/l7ghiGC5HS8/s1600/carl-gorman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSjypd_0J2s/T0PGEq2uZ7I/AAAAAAAAETM/l7ghiGC5HS8/s400/carl-gorman.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A la diestra de tu sueño</div><div style="text-align: center;">aletea un ala promisoria</div><div style="text-align: center;">e invitándote se posa</div><div style="text-align: center;">en tus sienes abatidas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Curlz MT';">©Trini Reina</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4678849737062286221?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-83047148303311242042012-02-19T10:40:00.000+01:002012-02-19T10:40:05.490+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EcwEGRNA4DY/TzqWcZ_xp3I/AAAAAAAAESg/GIrbNXyU7nU/s1600/PaulDelvaux1897-1994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EcwEGRNA4DY/TzqWcZ_xp3I/AAAAAAAAESg/GIrbNXyU7nU/s400/PaulDelvaux1897-1994.jpg" width="345" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Las ilusiones</div><div style="text-align: center;">transitan los andenes</div><div style="text-align: center;">del espíritu.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8304714830331124204?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-88188508890145877032012-02-17T08:46:00.000+01:002012-02-17T08:46:37.021+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS_qZh6Xz4c/Ty6WbyFGamI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/1msZ2Pi--uQ/s1600/Franz+Marc,+Tigre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS_qZh6Xz4c/Ty6WbyFGamI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/1msZ2Pi--uQ/s400/Franz+Marc,+Tigre.jpg" width="362" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trasminado llega el aire por aromas a mediodía. En la cumbre de la siesta enfrenté la mirada abisal de un tigre y en su glauca retina avisté el imperio de la hora en que el sol desabrocha sus gruesos rayos. El felino, a su vez, me devolvía la mirada desde sus pupilas sin olvido.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Noviembre 2010</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #610b0b; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8818850889014587703?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-47515171095911777632012-02-14T18:01:00.000+01:002012-02-14T18:01:09.389+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4IhA2LB4zp4/TzqSFr_DZjI/AAAAAAAAESY/va1i3E8PzFg/s1600/20110220100459-amorpsychecgfagerard5-1-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4IhA2LB4zp4/TzqSFr_DZjI/AAAAAAAAESY/va1i3E8PzFg/s400/20110220100459-amorpsychecgfagerard5-1-.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Curlz MT&quot;; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Es…<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Es mariposa, payaso,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hueco, botón, gozo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">himno, acíbar, embozo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">péndulo y acaso.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Es fábula, fracaso,</div><div style="text-align: center;">techo, sábana, pinocho,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sal, moneda, bizcocho,</div><div style="text-align: center;">racimo y parnaso.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Es alambre, ocaso,</div><div style="text-align: center;">desvelo, esfera, abrojo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">cisura, repique, antojo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sustancia y traspaso.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Curlz MT&quot;; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">…el amor</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Febrero 2011</span></i></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4751517109591177763?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-34305744297939488492012-02-11T18:49:00.001+01:002012-02-11T18:49:47.187+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCl0DqqIU6A/Ty6ZBGVRZRI/AAAAAAAAEQY/kfdk2ayLI7A/s1600/Alexander+Koester+-+Pastures+in+the+winter+sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCl0DqqIU6A/Ty6ZBGVRZRI/AAAAAAAAEQY/kfdk2ayLI7A/s400/Alexander+Koester+-+Pastures+in+the+winter+sun.jpg" width="275" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Por la vereda,</div><div style="text-align: center;">el invierno camina</div><div style="text-align: center;">a su guarida.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Freestyle Script';">©Trini Reinaa</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3430574429793948849?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-80672533948414511652012-02-08T09:44:00.000+01:002012-02-08T09:44:00.982+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3HKiWLVxxM/TyluJGT-VEI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/hozgloc4dJ8/s1600/carpani_abrazo%5B1%5D++++Ricardo+Carpani.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3HKiWLVxxM/TyluJGT-VEI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/hozgloc4dJ8/s400/carpani_abrazo%5B1%5D++++Ricardo+Carpani.jpg" width="397" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">La noche expira.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cobijada en tu abrazo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">despunta el alba.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Freestyle Script';"><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8067253394841451165?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-43628014593742588322012-02-06T09:16:00.000+01:002012-02-06T09:16:03.532+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acmfJf3G4Hw/Ty6UsQdkwiI/AAAAAAAAEQI/o5k_LVxMx9E/s1600/franz+marc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acmfJf3G4Hw/Ty6UsQdkwiI/AAAAAAAAEQI/o5k_LVxMx9E/s400/franz+marc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Al igual que hay lobos con piel de cordero,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay corderos que se excusan en la debilidad</div><div style="text-align: center;">para simular la holgura de su cobardía.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4362801459374258832?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-54565202143902156202012-02-03T14:49:00.004+01:002012-02-03T14:53:31.357+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXQb4hcCbdA/TysArahzLsI/AAAAAAAAEPw/VM6gQpH7wY0/s1600/20110415075616-ida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXQb4hcCbdA/TysArahzLsI/AAAAAAAAEPw/VM6gQpH7wY0/s400/20110415075616-ida.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Volver...</span><br /><br />Volveré</div><div style="text-align: center;">a la tierra que pisaras,</div><div style="text-align: center;">pleno el pecho de tu nombre.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Volveré cada instante</div><div style="text-align: center;">-censura alumbrada-</div><div style="text-align: center;">a las aguas violetas </div><div style="text-align: center;">de tu memoria.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy'; font-size: small;"><br /></i><br /><i style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy'; font-size: small;">©Trini Reina</i><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">15 de abril 2011</span></i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5456520214390215620?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-62197643195884169102012-02-01T17:47:00.001+01:002012-02-01T17:48:24.092+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QbRhvzh21k/Tylq6g2zHnI/AAAAAAAAEPI/bPmoUSTJRME/s1600/Vertigo_Leon_Spilliaert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QbRhvzh21k/Tylq6g2zHnI/AAAAAAAAEPI/bPmoUSTJRME/s400/Vertigo_Leon_Spilliaert.jpg" width="296" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Galerías</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Vaga mi espíritu de madrugada</div><div style="text-align: center;">con su atuendo de melancolía</div><div style="text-align: center;">y al clarear el día</div><div style="text-align: center;">se disfraza con tules de colores,</div><div style="text-align: center;">en su afán de maquillar</div><div style="text-align: center;">ese antiguo dolor que lo aqueja</div><div style="text-align: center;">y al que sólo libera</div><div style="text-align: center;">en las profundas galerías de la noche.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6219764319588416910?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-42328563236764084662012-01-30T12:13:00.003+01:002012-01-30T12:20:07.613+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48xXb-TztjY/TyAun78MUWI/AAAAAAAAEOI/u4yRA8o-nFA/s1600/keith-mallett-souls-flight.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48xXb-TztjY/TyAun78MUWI/AAAAAAAAEOI/u4yRA8o-nFA/s400/keith-mallett-souls-flight.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mujer,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">brisa oscura,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">alimentas tu corazón<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">con el canto que te cantan<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">desde la lejanía.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mujer,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">en tus entrañas<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">llevas la sal de África,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">como agua llevan&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">sus fuentes tibias.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Enero de 2012</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4232856323676408466?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-15588021462637060642012-01-25T20:34:00.002+01:002012-01-25T20:37:54.755+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvRvcnUK-rU/TyBaB6PnYMI/AAAAAAAAEOY/u4AqNSpij0E/s1600/Isa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="372" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvRvcnUK-rU/TyBaB6PnYMI/AAAAAAAAEOY/u4AqNSpij0E/s400/Isa.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Ciertas querencias,</div><div style="text-align: center;">surgen de los infiernos</div><div style="text-align: center;">y te chamuscan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1558802146263706064?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-59136818057390122952012-01-22T10:36:00.001+01:002012-01-22T10:37:25.404+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cTXiANwAeE/TxvYX4JkaeI/AAAAAAAAENo/-gwRJt0uD0M/s1600/childe+hassam+nocturne+1893.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cTXiANwAeE/TxvYX4JkaeI/AAAAAAAAENo/-gwRJt0uD0M/s400/childe+hassam+nocturne+1893.jpg" width="287" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Chiller; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Chiller; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">FULGOR NEGRO</span><span style="font-family: Chiller;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fulgor negro,</div><div style="text-align: center;">haz sombrío que respira</div><div style="text-align: center;">en la raíz de la noche calma.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Silencio de curvas y ajeno</div><div style="text-align: center;">a la inquietud que causa.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Un auto pasa</div><div style="text-align: center;">y enciende el paisaje.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tras su estela clara,</div><div style="text-align: center;">se agita un gato,</div><div style="text-align: center;">soberano en la ventana.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Chiller; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">©Trini Reina</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5913681805739012295?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-5233050638274432032012-01-20T15:39:00.000+01:002012-01-20T15:39:41.713+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8I87Vj6-As/TxWkuILJSjI/AAAAAAAAEMw/udEOS8PR-CU/s1600/La+gran+sombra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8I87Vj6-As/TxWkuILJSjI/AAAAAAAAEMw/udEOS8PR-CU/s400/La+gran+sombra.jpg" width="331" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A tu alrededor</div><div style="text-align: center;">cinturones de sombras</div><div style="text-align: center;">ciñen la dicha.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-523305063827443203?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-7576366221154960532012-01-19T09:06:00.001+01:002012-01-19T09:06:54.046+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-przzr3ADl74/TxfOrYZt63I/AAAAAAAAENA/-h62WytUHag/s1600/acuarela+isa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-przzr3ADl74/TxfOrYZt63I/AAAAAAAAENA/-h62WytUHag/s400/acuarela+isa.jpg" width="296" /></a></div>Pequeña flor</div><div style="text-align: center;">¡qué tristeza ver</div><div style="text-align: center;">tus pétalos agonizando</div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;en ese cántaro</div><div style="text-align: center;">de aguas quietas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">demorando tu muerte!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-757636622115496053?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-27924756050462293192012-01-17T17:29:00.001+01:002012-01-17T17:30:45.459+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdWuhVUZ1cw/TxWhVaSUKmI/AAAAAAAAEMo/M5_UQ0nE5xo/s1600/soledad_corot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdWuhVUZ1cw/TxWhVaSUKmI/AAAAAAAAEMo/M5_UQ0nE5xo/s400/soledad_corot.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Entre tú y yo se extiende</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">una soledad tan renovada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">como ese piélago encabritado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">donde el amor</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-sin aprender-</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">en una gota naufraga.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2792475605046229319?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-49531204048940560082012-01-13T14:51:00.000+01:002012-01-13T14:51:29.245+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ-DNbpS_4I/Tw8rFkjCmFI/AAAAAAAAEME/5R1Lln6mNIU/s1600/yyy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ-DNbpS_4I/Tw8rFkjCmFI/AAAAAAAAEME/5R1Lln6mNIU/s400/yyy.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Llora silencio la piedra</div><div style="text-align: center;">ensombreciéndolo todo.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Silencio que muerde</div><div style="text-align: center;">los tímpanos de las estatuas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">como la soledad carcome</div><div style="text-align: center;">el alma de una mujer</div><div style="text-align: center;">-figura desabrigada-</div><div style="text-align: center;">que desdichas evoca.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4953120404894056008?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-4496211733967714712012-01-09T18:28:00.002+01:002012-01-09T18:34:59.558+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5y9Xc2Vc1lc/TwsjKgpJfOI/AAAAAAAAELs/DHKe8QWDGa4/s1600/Modigliani.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5y9Xc2Vc1lc/TwsjKgpJfOI/AAAAAAAAELs/DHKe8QWDGa4/s400/Modigliani.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Era su espíritu</div><div style="text-align: center;">un páramo con vistas</div><div style="text-align: center;">a la desesperanza.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></i></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-449621173396771471?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-64085527600852973052012-01-08T10:13:00.000+01:002012-01-08T10:13:42.207+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Ruinas junto al mar"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKByq52vB74/TwcksCfRWNI/AAAAAAAAEKM/o7GeKe-yvJg/s1600/Ruinas+junto+al+mar%252C+Arnold+B%25C3%25B6cklin+%25281880%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKByq52vB74/TwcksCfRWNI/AAAAAAAAEKM/o7GeKe-yvJg/s400/Ruinas+junto+al+mar%252C+Arnold+B%25C3%25B6cklin+%25281880%2529.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Si te empecinas en habitar un edificio en ruinas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">tarde o temprano la carcomida</div><div style="text-align: center;">techumbre de éste, acabará por desplomarse</div><div style="text-align: center;">sobre ti. Y si no te mata&nbsp;instantáneamente,</div><div style="text-align: center;">poco a poco, los escombros, terminarán por&nbsp;asfixiarte.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6408552760085297305?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-18186055742474544042012-01-06T17:26:00.001+01:002012-01-06T17:26:53.244+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Figura femenina"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLQgaTHKzsk/TwcfYf8dkJI/AAAAAAAAEJs/Wx2RFcI22Pk/s1600/bonadei-figura-femeni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLQgaTHKzsk/TwcfYf8dkJI/AAAAAAAAEJs/Wx2RFcI22Pk/s400/bonadei-figura-femeni.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cesó de herir el desaire.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dejó de fustigar la espera.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Terminó de lacerar el amor...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ahora que el desamor te arrastra</div><div style="text-align: center;">por las aguas heladas de su río,</div><div style="text-align: center;">ahora, en esta maldita hora;</div><div style="text-align: center;">tan sólo te duele el vacío.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1818605574247454404?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-37940284231282405882012-01-04T08:13:00.000+01:002012-01-04T08:13:49.588+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Blackbird"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EY6tmRr_5Nk/TwH7btIHSoI/AAAAAAAAEGM/KFNLxjZVPVg/s1600/Blackbird+495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EY6tmRr_5Nk/TwH7btIHSoI/AAAAAAAAEGM/KFNLxjZVPVg/s400/Blackbird+495.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">Un mirlo, negro como pena,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">cruza&nbsp; a la altura de mis ojos<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">y en el ascua de su pico lleva,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">fugitiva, una perla de agua.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Enero 2012</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3794028423128240588?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-56277109896935817772012-01-01T12:46:00.001+01:002012-01-01T12:47:02.815+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;">"Bosque de hayas"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbBjaWAa6Ek/TwBHTbS7CEI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GzA95Rsd4QE/s1600/p_andreescu2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbBjaWAa6Ek/TwBHTbS7CEI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GzA95Rsd4QE/s400/p_andreescu2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;">Nos sobrecoge<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;">la intensidad del bosque<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">desabrigado.</span><span style="color: #0b5394;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5627710989693581777?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-32759235974011694092011-12-28T21:31:00.001+01:002011-12-28T21:32:11.390+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Vista desde una ventana"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyfTqUlDeDQ/Tvt8OSjnOJI/AAAAAAAAEE4/ksgxbd-llkI/s1600/window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyfTqUlDeDQ/Tvt8OSjnOJI/AAAAAAAAEE4/ksgxbd-llkI/s400/window.jpg" width="305" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Media tarde</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tras la media luz de los visillos</div><div style="text-align: center;">bosteza la tarde.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dentro, en la penumbra vespertina,</div><div style="text-align: center;">azulean las esquinas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">los fríos rayos solares,</div><div style="text-align: center;">señal inequívoca</div><div style="text-align: center;">de la soberanía de diciembre.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pasan las horas y dejan</div><div style="text-align: center;">un aroma a lluvia y resina</div><div style="text-align: center;">en el trapecio circunstancial</div><div style="text-align: center;">donde fluctúa mi alma.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3275923597401169409?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-51488317653122405442011-12-26T08:54:00.000+01:002011-12-26T08:54:46.279+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">"Paisaje de Invierno"<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z81JrEUlEqY/Tvd2-rr1SBI/AAAAAAAAECo/qjdIwiYdeEc/s1600/invierno-friedrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z81JrEUlEqY/Tvd2-rr1SBI/AAAAAAAAECo/qjdIwiYdeEc/s400/invierno-friedrich.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Lágrimas blancas.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">El invierno solloza</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">en la ventisca.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5148831765312240544?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-4122341081393683652011-12-20T19:15:00.001+01:002011-12-20T19:16:27.996+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Paisaje Bretón bajo la nieve"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnVdtmThUok/TvDQbELPQEI/AAAAAAAAEBI/LLbaLFY3GTs/s1600/e-Gauguin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnVdtmThUok/TvDQbELPQEI/AAAAAAAAEBI/LLbaLFY3GTs/s400/e-Gauguin.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dunas de nieve.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">El paisaje seduce</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">a las pupilas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-412234108139368365?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-13425415122118088902011-12-15T17:08:00.001+01:002011-12-15T17:09:23.728+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Marina"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3VjMM1c1ZI/Tuoa4jkuG7I/AAAAAAAAD8s/2yqSd47O1Wc/s1600/Coubert+%252C+marina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="343" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3VjMM1c1ZI/Tuoa4jkuG7I/AAAAAAAAD8s/2yqSd47O1Wc/s400/Coubert+%252C+marina.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Marina</span><br /><br />En el fondo tremolante de algas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sonoroso de espuma verde</div><div style="text-align: center;">y música de sal furiosa,</div><div style="text-align: center;">rompiendo las rocas de los siglos,</div><div style="text-align: center;">el mar es un vaivén</div><div style="text-align: center;">en la ola de los tiempos.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">La incógnita del horizonte,</div><div style="text-align: center;">suspende los iris del caminante,</div><div style="text-align: center;">calándolos de añiles… </div><div style="text-align: center;">e infinito.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1342541512211808890?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-4735263892805169602011-12-12T08:16:00.003+01:002011-12-12T08:34:40.863+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Los ojos de Vincent"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDKdDSix_I/TuWplv4VUhI/AAAAAAAAD28/3x4PvquRh-g/s1600/Ojos+de+martiza+%25C3%2581lvarez.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDKdDSix_I/TuWplv4VUhI/AAAAAAAAD28/3x4PvquRh-g/s320/Ojos+de+martiza+%25C3%2581lvarez.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Tus tristes ojos</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">manantiales profundos</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">donde me ahogo.</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /></span></o:p></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p><i>©Trini Reina</i></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;">De “Azules atardeceres de la memoria”</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-473526389280516960?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-11842693943557377642011-12-09T12:53:00.001+01:002011-12-09T12:54:48.530+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">" La chica de los gansos"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slXLbQJ9pMU/TuH2g3ZM7pI/AAAAAAAADyQ/fqMUYm_YqJE/s1600/chica-de-los-patos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slXLbQJ9pMU/TuH2g3ZM7pI/AAAAAAAADyQ/fqMUYm_YqJE/s400/chica-de-los-patos.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>En las aguas…</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">En las aguas</div><div style="text-align: center;">aquietadas de la laguna,</div><div style="text-align: center;">llegados de latitudes inversas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">se aclimatan a estos aires,</div><div style="text-align: center;">donde el romero señorea,</div><div style="text-align: center;">dos patos, </div><div style="text-align: center;">tan negros como la sombra</div><div style="text-align: center;">del olivo en la vereda.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Serenos cruzan el sol de la laguna,</div><div style="text-align: center;">esta tarde de naranja y pereza.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1184269394355737764?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-9383566176413609262011-12-03T18:01:00.000+01:002011-12-03T18:01:35.920+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Pinos junto al mar"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVMKSvinTa4/TtpVJ5P1opI/AAAAAAAADxk/OEpnSHKuJiI/s1600/PINES-BY-THE-SEA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVMKSvinTa4/TtpVJ5P1opI/AAAAAAAADxk/OEpnSHKuJiI/s400/PINES-BY-THE-SEA.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">En la orilla suspendida,</div><div style="text-align: center;">los pinos cantan.</div><div style="text-align: center;">La mirada de tus ojos</div><div style="text-align: center;">tatuada llevo en el alma.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tras la cola del barco</div><div style="text-align: center;">los vientos peleaban</div><div style="text-align: center;">y, encolerizados,</div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;de ti&nbsp;que eres mi patria,</div><div style="text-align: center;">inmisericordes,&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">me alejaban.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Trini Reina</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-938356617641360926?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-61823519669429347272011-11-30T21:12:00.001+01:002011-11-30T21:12:59.062+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">"Camino boscoso en otoño"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njw3r9oxQV0/TtaNZZvCcsI/AAAAAAAADw0/xE_eckrQqRI/s1600/Brendekilde_Hans_Anderson_A_Wooded_Path_In_Autumn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njw3r9oxQV0/TtaNZZvCcsI/AAAAAAAADw0/xE_eckrQqRI/s400/Brendekilde_Hans_Anderson_A_Wooded_Path_In_Autumn.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><div style="text-align: center;">Caen las hojas.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><div style="text-align: center;">La tarde y el otoño</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><div style="text-align: center;">se desvanecen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div></div></div><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6182351966942934727?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-70628660524801568762011-11-27T16:27:00.001+01:002011-11-27T16:27:46.043+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Rieles&nbsp;al atardecer"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo8jBZS6JE8/TtJWQ-UpNVI/AAAAAAAADwI/VEPoB6WDRHY/s1600/Hopper+Ra%25C3%25ADles+al+atardecer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="233" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo8jBZS6JE8/TtJWQ-UpNVI/AAAAAAAADwI/VEPoB6WDRHY/s400/Hopper+Ra%25C3%25ADles+al+atardecer.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nace la noche.</div><div style="text-align: center;">El día es el incendio</div><div style="text-align: center;">del horizonte.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Noviembre 2011</span></i></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7062866052480156876?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-71931381732925918512011-11-24T17:20:00.001+01:002011-11-24T17:21:00.411+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Otoño"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLB_Jwo8KMA/Ts5ubW-vdNI/AAAAAAAADvw/r0yokSGtNuw/s1600/Oto%25C3%25B1o.Charles+le+Roux.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLB_Jwo8KMA/Ts5ubW-vdNI/AAAAAAAADvw/r0yokSGtNuw/s400/Oto%25C3%25B1o.Charles+le+Roux.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pasa el otoño...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y las hojas, los silencios</div><div style="text-align: center;">y dos arañas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>©Trini Reina</i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7193138173292591851?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-63544178431499594672011-11-17T17:31:00.001+01:002011-11-17T17:32:23.747+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Tarde de noviembre"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iecBE9BbkXE/TsU2meBZ5jI/AAAAAAAADvY/LLWf-j9zLFs/s1600/dubovskoy-una+tarde-de-noviembre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iecBE9BbkXE/TsU2meBZ5jI/AAAAAAAADvY/LLWf-j9zLFs/s400/dubovskoy-una+tarde-de-noviembre.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trae noviembre,</div><div style="text-align: center;">largo hábito de otoño</div><div style="text-align: center;">y de cenizas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina&nbsp;</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6354417843149959467?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-89291161134914945672011-11-15T08:49:00.000+01:002011-11-15T08:49:38.135+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Noche de verano"(Inger en la playa)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GaE4dZH3LYA/Tr6x1XkmLaI/AAAAAAAADuw/WNCytEHMGoM/s1600/Noche+de+verano%252C+INGER+EN+LA+PLAYA+Edvard+Munch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GaE4dZH3LYA/Tr6x1XkmLaI/AAAAAAAADuw/WNCytEHMGoM/s400/Noche+de+verano%252C+INGER+EN+LA+PLAYA+Edvard+Munch.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i>Espuma y nácar</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Desde tu orilla a mi orilla,<br />olas de espuma y nácar, <br />cursan misivas de amor<br />que nos reavivan el alma. <br />Al sol de tus negros ojos,<br />se encandila mi mirada.<br />Y la pasión que amanece<br />mar adentro nos arrastra. <br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8929116113491494567?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-1930549663866771982011-11-12T17:53:00.003+01:002011-11-12T17:55:40.191+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"El lazo verde"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osM8i8ZvVNg/Tr6j3jTU_0I/AAAAAAAADug/uXDpHYgl6OI/s1600/John+White+Alexander.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osM8i8ZvVNg/Tr6j3jTU_0I/AAAAAAAADug/uXDpHYgl6OI/s640/John+White+Alexander.jpg" width="347" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Este pobre corazón,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">evadirse del tuyo intenta.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mas tengo el alma tan frágil,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">que se me quiebra.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cautiva vivo,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">del equilibrio e fuerzas.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">En una mano,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el amor que me muerde.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">En la otra,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el olvido que me profesas.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><h2 style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></span></i></h2><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><h2><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i><br /></i></span></span></h2><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-193054966386677198?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-58738976944903927412011-11-09T08:51:00.001+01:002011-11-09T08:51:42.029+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">"L`Hortensia"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XOLH004E8bM/TrowVyNmyxI/AAAAAAAADs8/3v_1Go9q7SU/s1600/_VAN_HOVE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XOLH004E8bM/TrowVyNmyxI/AAAAAAAADs8/3v_1Go9q7SU/s400/_VAN_HOVE.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dime, desamor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">con qué saña me abrazas</div><div style="text-align: center;">que me quebrantas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>©Trini Reina</i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5873897694490392741?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-83920477564814936252011-11-06T14:05:00.003+01:002011-11-06T14:08:16.038+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Colgando ropa"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLlRZUazGX8/TraFvlZEyoI/AAAAAAAADss/usHfdwHOukg/s1600/colgando+ropa-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLlRZUazGX8/TraFvlZEyoI/AAAAAAAADss/usHfdwHOukg/s400/colgando+ropa-.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">El alba,</span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">las sombras,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el aire, la rutina, el precipicio,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">la derrota,</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el pan, las aristas,</span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">la pródiga savia, su constancia,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el rencor, la herida, <o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">la alianza y su ternura,<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">la víspera..</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">© Trini Reina</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8392047756481493625?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-20469140967252512872011-10-30T19:51:00.002+01:002011-10-30T19:52:24.563+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">Woman Reading</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr6BXyq2m_8/Tq2bSRN5eVI/AAAAAAAADsU/OfB0mOF4rZY/s1600/Robert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr6BXyq2m_8/Tq2bSRN5eVI/AAAAAAAADsU/OfB0mOF4rZY/s400/Robert.jpg" width="302" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">Allá, donde nacen,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">arde un poema.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">Sus brasas anhelan </div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">un mapa receptivo donde prenderse,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">mas los versos -lazos de agua-</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">niegan cielo y nieve </div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">al incendio que, confuso,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">en la espuma del alma se disuelve.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2046914096725251287?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-68898336359972270952011-10-28T08:34:00.001+02:002011-10-28T08:35:27.354+02:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Sauces sin hojas con puesta de sol”</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayRXRnGsPMY/Tql5WacyCwI/AAAAAAAADrs/BvqyBLd9XlU/s1600/Sauces+sin+hojas+con+puesta+de+Sol%25E2%2580%259D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="361" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayRXRnGsPMY/Tql5WacyCwI/AAAAAAAADrs/BvqyBLd9XlU/s400/Sauces+sin+hojas+con+puesta+de+Sol%25E2%2580%259D.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div>En el otoño&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">el ave añora nidos,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">hojas la rama .<br /><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6889833635997227095?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-23333810949585877192011-10-26T08:04:00.000+02:002011-10-26T08:04:06.158+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">"La libélula"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9JhtqcGgNg/TqbSg77tZXI/AAAAAAAADrU/jfGiRLK2Kzg/s1600/La+lib%25C3%25A9lula.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9JhtqcGgNg/TqbSg77tZXI/AAAAAAAADrU/jfGiRLK2Kzg/s400/La+lib%25C3%25A9lula.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">Como Narciso,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">presume ante el espejo</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">una libélula.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2333381094958587719?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-87918992141892463342011-10-24T18:03:00.001+02:002011-10-24T18:03:54.809+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">"El Quimono Azul"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oBNgfkrWDMA/TqWL2sk7WKI/AAAAAAAADrM/9B94cqma_qc/s1600/Guy_Rose_-_The_Blue_Kimono.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oBNgfkrWDMA/TqWL2sk7WKI/AAAAAAAADrM/9B94cqma_qc/s400/Guy_Rose_-_The_Blue_Kimono.jpg" width="245" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">El jardín,</div><div style="text-align: center;">con el peso de su belleza,</div><div style="text-align: center;">es luz que&nbsp;ahuyenta</div><div style="text-align: center;">sombras en mis pupilas.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8791899214189246334?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-75595324763795552092011-10-23T13:01:00.001+02:002011-10-23T13:02:12.789+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Tormenta de nieve" (Anibal y su ejército cruzando los Alpes)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw1CshgBBeI/TqPD6ruTrYI/AAAAAAAADq0/0wPWeMF112Q/s1600/turner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw1CshgBBeI/TqPD6ruTrYI/AAAAAAAADq0/0wPWeMF112Q/s400/turner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">La tierra es clamor;</div><div style="text-align: center;">la inconsciencia del hombre,</div><div style="text-align: center;">superlativa.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7559532476379555209?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-3262024529690932182011-10-16T13:36:00.001+02:002011-10-16T13:37:18.545+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i>"Sunny October"&nbsp;</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tp5A0LONWwY/TprBAYHP06I/AAAAAAAADp4/C7Sa7TmHSa8/s1600/sunny_october.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="316" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tp5A0LONWwY/TprBAYHP06I/AAAAAAAADp4/C7Sa7TmHSa8/s400/sunny_october.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Largo&nbsp; camino.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">Atravesando el bosque,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">el infinito.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>©Trini Reina</i></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-326202452969093218?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-64915052544582238902011-10-13T08:55:00.004+02:002011-10-16T13:38:31.103+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"La Glorieta" (Aranjuez)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ3yb2BXT-k/TpaKq7xH29I/AAAAAAAADpo/N-ogcDztThc/s1600/laglorietaaranjue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="378" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ3yb2BXT-k/TpaKq7xH29I/AAAAAAAADpo/N-ogcDztThc/s400/laglorietaaranjue.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;">Aires de octubre</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">inundan los jardines</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;">de la nostalgia.</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6491505254458223890?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-47881598501500678472011-10-11T17:06:00.001+02:002011-10-16T13:39:13.334+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Puente japonés"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5Jm-yj3Utw/TpRamZSkh1I/AAAAAAAADpU/eixFPWzh670/s1600/pintura+puente+rojizo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5Jm-yj3Utw/TpRamZSkh1I/AAAAAAAADpU/eixFPWzh670/s400/pintura+puente+rojizo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">En la distancia,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">un puente fugitivo</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">cruza el estanque.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Octubre 2011</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4788159850150067847?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-51314591255967875622011-10-09T22:48:00.004+02:002011-10-16T13:40:55.585+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Noche solitaria"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sjf7xYhp1g/TpIIAJB0EnI/AAAAAAAADo4/-H4WRw5Gwqw/s1600/Noche+solitaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sjf7xYhp1g/TpIIAJB0EnI/AAAAAAAADo4/-H4WRw5Gwqw/s400/Noche+solitaria.jpg" width="296" /></a></div>En sus matices,</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">el paisaje compite</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;">con el ocaso.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Octubre 2011</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5131459125596787562?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-85921706624875494342011-10-08T09:22:00.006+02:002011-10-16T13:47:32.397+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #610b0b; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">"Maya con muñeca"</span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #610b0b; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOwlDCZrudM/To_53REPyoI/AAAAAAAADos/2Cn_J6rZDOc/s1600/Maya+con+mu%25C3%25B1eca++Pablo+Picasso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOwlDCZrudM/To_53REPyoI/AAAAAAAADos/2Cn_J6rZDOc/s400/Maya+con+mu%25C3%25B1eca++Pablo+Picasso.jpg" width="331" /></a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"></span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Estaba dormida.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">La miré,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Y una lágrima escapó<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">De sus ojos cerrados.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Hasta mí llegó su dolor<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">y pensé:<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">“¿Con quién estará soñando<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #444444; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Mi muñeca de trapo?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;">Trini Reina</span></i></span></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;">Octubre 2006</span></i></span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8592170662487549434?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-40196514206504733572011-10-06T18:50:00.005+02:002011-10-16T13:45:21.796+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;">"Nostalgia"</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-JCzgsHf8E/To3bHLh6PZI/AAAAAAAADok/qcPLxb9WGMs/s1600/chengpo-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-JCzgsHf8E/To3bHLh6PZI/AAAAAAAADok/qcPLxb9WGMs/s400/chengpo-.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;">Cuando te añoro</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; line-height: 25px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">el cielo que me cubre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;">tiene agujeros.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;"><i>©Trini Reina</i></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;"><i>de Azules atardeceres de la memoria</i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4019651420650473357?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-87997438624812945272011-10-04T16:47:00.009+02:002011-10-16T13:45:36.487+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Castaños en Osny"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0NIXyzmYc4/Tosb1M_MEFI/AAAAAAAADoc/6Vd_4_Dh38Y/s1600/20080921092038-castanos-en-osny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0NIXyzmYc4/Tosb1M_MEFI/AAAAAAAADoc/6Vd_4_Dh38Y/s400/20080921092038-castanos-en-osny.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Reverdecidos</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">los robustos castaños</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">besan mis ojos.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i></i></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: xx-small;"><i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">©Trini Reina</span></i></i></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8799743862481294527?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-32922819047281294492011-10-02T09:47:00.001+02:002011-10-16T13:43:38.706+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Madre e hijo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jsltPtTTOOM/TogWjEC4ZKI/AAAAAAAADoQ/PAgIqQ3ga5I/s1600/madre-e-hijo+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jsltPtTTOOM/TogWjEC4ZKI/AAAAAAAADoQ/PAgIqQ3ga5I/s400/madre-e-hijo+%25281%2529.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Tu dicha&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">es cántico que astilla</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">la cruz de mi silencio.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trini Reina</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3292281904728129449?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-73511810299519309942011-09-28T13:27:00.003+02:002011-10-16T13:44:14.874+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Arco iris</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIWW5LIUq4E/ToG3-g8ByVI/AAAAAAAADm4/X3rQG9P3j5U/s1600/kuindzhi+arcoiris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIWW5LIUq4E/ToG3-g8ByVI/AAAAAAAADm4/X3rQG9P3j5U/s400/kuindzhi+arcoiris.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Primarias lluvias</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: inherit;">tras el largo verano.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La tierra bebe,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: inherit;">y exhala al aire un vaho</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: inherit;">de aroma inimitable.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7351181029951930994?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-71635593006234524682011-09-27T13:25:00.003+02:002011-10-16T13:45:06.889+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Paisaje otoñal al crepúsculo"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBFjsQZPDM/ToGxUkjlfWI/AAAAAAAADms/OCXc1BsjLMo/s1600/Paisaje%252Boto%25C3%25B1al%252Bal%252Bcrep%25C3%25BAsculo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBFjsQZPDM/ToGxUkjlfWI/AAAAAAAADms/OCXc1BsjLMo/s400/Paisaje%252Boto%25C3%25B1al%252Bal%252Bcrep%25C3%25BAsculo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Prende llamas el cielo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">al morir la tarde.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">las nubes, de luto rojo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">el cortejo abren.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Modula adioses el día.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Reposa el aire.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Avanza la joven noche</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">bruñida de encajes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7163559300623452468?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-22239040543388607702011-09-25T10:27:00.001+02:002011-10-16T13:47:07.303+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Verdes"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ4KaYkMziQ/TnSNakrmHWI/AAAAAAAADkc/XX3NHO4-F0w/s1600/verde_que_te_quiero_verde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ4KaYkMziQ/TnSNakrmHWI/AAAAAAAADkc/XX3NHO4-F0w/s400/verde_que_te_quiero_verde.jpg" width="328" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>Sin título</em></strong></div><br /><br /><center>&nbsp;</center><center>Un hombre transita pasajes de hiedra.<br />El aire enrarecido penetra<br />hasta las curvas de su sombra<br />y él se adelgaza en el perfil opuesto de las horas.<br />En la lejanía un acordeón destartalado<br />irradia compases inconexos.<br />No encuentra aperturas y la hiedra<br />asesina cada paso vivo de su ser anochecido.<br /><br /><em>©Trini Reina<br />Febrero 2010</em> <div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2223904054338860770?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-29755272983636871772011-09-20T09:38:00.001+02:002011-10-16T13:49:09.312+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Niña en la playa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUjmwH5ePnc/TnSGFrUD4GI/AAAAAAAADkY/Dj8xX-dx8ks/s1600/sorolla-nina-en-la-playa1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUjmwH5ePnc/TnSGFrUD4GI/AAAAAAAADkY/Dj8xX-dx8ks/s400/sorolla-nina-en-la-playa1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>La niña surge del agua...</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">La niña surge del agua,</div><div style="text-align: center;">manantial estrenando vida.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Entre sus manos de espuma</div><div style="text-align: center;">lleva la brisa tendida</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">La niña sube del agua,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y yo la observo rendida.</div><div style="text-align: center;">El sol de su risa traslada</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tristeza a su guarida.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">¡Lluéveme, niña, de luz y agua!</div><div style="text-align: center;">¡Lluéveme de savia y dicha!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina<br />Septiembre 2010</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2975527298363687177?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-68571539691897888532011-09-16T18:17:00.000+02:002011-09-16T18:17:05.544+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Amedeo Bocci</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73f_LLX1SwM/TnNyYoqJ0rI/AAAAAAAADjw/EcLen0VGyhk/s1600/Amedeo+Bocchi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="386" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73f_LLX1SwM/TnNyYoqJ0rI/AAAAAAAADjw/EcLen0VGyhk/s400/Amedeo+Bocchi.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><strong>Aires de debilidad...</strong></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">Aires de debilidad</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">en las garras del tiempo.</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">La vida es inmensidad,</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">la muerte, silencio</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">(de ella reniego).</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">El río interior se estremece violento,</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">valses de tempestad</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">en los pilares del sujeto.</div><br /><em>©Trini Reina</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6857153969189788853?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-73386058867943734022011-09-14T13:16:00.001+02:002011-09-14T13:17:01.413+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Claude Monet</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmGz-yvB5EA/Tm4jRbx8RsI/AAAAAAAADjc/Je0PG4Bo0FY/s1600/Claude+Monet%252C+Amanecer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmGz-yvB5EA/Tm4jRbx8RsI/AAAAAAAADjc/Je0PG4Bo0FY/s400/Claude+Monet%252C+Amanecer.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cuando amanece,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">el sol&nbsp; asoma al cielo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-fareast-language: ES;">como dudando.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Septiembre de 2011</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7338605886794373402?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-17110215610414558622011-09-13T08:54:00.000+02:002011-09-13T08:54:45.893+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; <span style="font-size: x-large;">August Macke</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9rDiZnNgTI/Tm4ikj2fxfI/AAAAAAAADjY/kMVD6BqmTkk/s1600/august-macke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="328" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9rDiZnNgTI/Tm4ikj2fxfI/AAAAAAAADjY/kMVD6BqmTkk/s400/august-macke.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">Un árbol rompe</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">la quietud amarilla</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">de la campiña.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1711021561041455862?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-30435517432055444742011-09-11T13:04:00.000+02:002011-09-11T13:04:19.961+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">David Alexander Colville</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dVKExJ19qc/TmyVMvgLhiI/AAAAAAAADjE/RLmUKpNC3Tk/s1600/David+Alexander+Colville.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="318" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dVKExJ19qc/TmyVMvgLhiI/AAAAAAAADjE/RLmUKpNC3Tk/s400/David+Alexander+Colville.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Noche de calma.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ceñida por un halo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sonríe&nbsp;la luna.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3043551743205544474?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-79533713257834577792011-09-10T08:28:00.000+02:002011-09-10T08:29:39.070+02:00<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; font-size: x-large;">Willian Vicent Cahill</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8WzTD62Ikw/TmpNettMvqI/AAAAAAAADi0/GxnLkZFgWzY/s1600/Cahill+william+thoughts+of+the+sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8WzTD62Ikw/TmpNettMvqI/AAAAAAAADi0/GxnLkZFgWzY/s400/Cahill+william+thoughts+of+the+sea.jpg" width="373" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;">El alma tiembla,</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">no porque alma sea.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Acaso<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>es temblor.</span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina<br />Septiembre 2011</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7953371325783457779?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-87755261230956009782011-09-09T13:12:00.000+02:002011-09-09T17:12:07.872+02:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;">Joseph Lorusso</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcehzgq0WEE/Tlpr0wqGPDI/AAAAAAAADiI/yuJXIE228ko/s1600/lorusso_close_to_you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcehzgq0WEE/Tlpr0wqGPDI/AAAAAAAADiI/yuJXIE228ko/s400/lorusso_close_to_you.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: 14pt;">Cabe</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> recordar, </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">que ayer hizo dos eras que perdimos,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">contra el deseo&nbsp;la voluntad.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina<br />Agosto 2011</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8775526123095600978?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-1079767941613030892011-09-06T14:20:00.000+02:002011-09-06T14:20:53.341+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Julio Romero de Torres</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLoUTNzCVYo/TmYPq-pDS-I/AAAAAAAADis/whJGKGbVMko/s1600/asomada" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLoUTNzCVYo/TmYPq-pDS-I/AAAAAAAADis/whJGKGbVMko/s400/asomada" width="271" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">En esta mañana </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">de luz subida, </span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">la tierra redobla sus goces</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">y se derrama</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">&nbsp;en ocres y anhelos.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina<br />Septiembre 2011</em></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-107976794161303089?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-64521634369776197972011-09-05T09:17:00.000+02:002011-09-05T17:17:01.364+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Santiago Rusiñol</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWn3Y-lrRgs/TmR24sJ7v3I/AAAAAAAADic/maEiNZQllgc/s1600/rusinol1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWn3Y-lrRgs/TmR24sJ7v3I/AAAAAAAADic/maEiNZQllgc/s400/rusinol1.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nace septiembre</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">y el otoño susurra</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">en la alborada.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em><br /><em>De "Azules atardeceres de la memoria"</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6452163436977619797?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-69303630908227143742011-08-30T08:13:00.000+02:002011-08-30T08:14:32.439+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vicent Van Gogh</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkCQmmG-sq0/TlpkWs_QQ0I/AAAAAAAADiE/p51ScrLuSD0/s1600/el_sembrador.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="316" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkCQmmG-sq0/TlpkWs_QQ0I/AAAAAAAADiE/p51ScrLuSD0/s400/el_sembrador.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Una raíz asoma</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">entre el verdipardo de la tierra</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">y, suspirando,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">añora un sol tardío que la temple.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em>©Trini Reina<br />Agosto 2011</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6930363090822714374?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-29968307895444951232011-08-28T12:07:00.000+02:002011-08-28T12:07:52.590+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Frantisek Kupka</span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_QdugZQYS0/TloTMdom_pI/AAAAAAAADiA/TJvDSmRaDH4/s1600/kupka-planos-por-coloresFrantisek+Kupka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_QdugZQYS0/TloTMdom_pI/AAAAAAAADiA/TJvDSmRaDH4/s400/kupka-planos-por-coloresFrantisek+Kupka.jpg" width="367" /></a></div>Vivo siendo sangre</div><div style="text-align: center;">que aspira </div><div style="text-align: center;">a la victoria que me niegas.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina<br />Agosto 2011</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2996830789544495123?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-72457700924618498052011-08-27T12:52:00.000+02:002011-08-27T12:53:05.842+02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Salvador Dalí</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSLDdutktbc/TljLGqO4svI/AAAAAAAADh8/OLjuxdg4HG4/s1600/dali-war.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="330" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSLDdutktbc/TljLGqO4svI/AAAAAAAADh8/OLjuxdg4HG4/s400/dali-war.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 16pt;">De las razones del odio</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 16pt;">se intuyen las hojas.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 16pt;">Pero nadie predice el grosor de sus <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>raíces.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em><br /><em>Agosto 2011</em></span></span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7245770092461849805?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-49827115296148753482011-08-25T18:40:00.000+02:002011-08-25T18:40:03.147+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Richard Diebenkorn</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD6tUW8T_mc/TlZ6OIfGKRI/AAAAAAAADh0/X6O6osGntCU/s1600/Diebenkorn_Ocean+horizon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD6tUW8T_mc/TlZ6OIfGKRI/AAAAAAAADh0/X6O6osGntCU/s400/Diebenkorn_Ocean+horizon.jpg" width="367" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Eres ave que olvidó</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">la claridad sonora de las olas</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">y tierra adentro vuela</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">en pos de un océano imposible.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Trini Reina</span></em></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Agosto 2011</span></em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4982711529614875348?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-33806118892163581532011-08-23T18:24:00.000+02:002011-08-23T18:24:20.886+02:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">Teodor Axentowicz</span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3IPlx10VI8/TkaxHpa53JI/AAAAAAAADhQ/-Vn58NxSLYs/s1600/Axentowicz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="301" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3IPlx10VI8/TkaxHpa53JI/AAAAAAAADhQ/-Vn58NxSLYs/s400/Axentowicz.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La soledad,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">el suspiro,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">la victoria;</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">todo era sonoro, </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">como el dolor.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em><br />Agosto 2011</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3380611889216358153?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-8872977042239599742011-08-21T13:07:00.000+02:002011-08-21T13:07:41.427+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Frederic Bazille</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPwfCfBV6HE/Tka1auD7OTI/AAAAAAAADhY/-i3Hhgj2uBo/s1600/bazille-el-vestido-rosa-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPwfCfBV6HE/Tka1auD7OTI/AAAAAAAADhY/-i3Hhgj2uBo/s400/bazille-el-vestido-rosa-.jpg" width="283" /></a></div>Mi corazón es noche</div><div style="text-align: center;">desde que, vehemente,</div><div style="text-align: center;">lo venció la ausencia.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ahora, desnudas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">las sombras se cuelgan</div><div style="text-align: center;">de los fríos hombros</div><div style="text-align: center;">de la alborada.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-887297704223959974?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-2641943232909929052011-08-19T12:26:00.000+02:002011-08-19T19:18:43.302+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Berthe Morisot</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKkZ5_8qZ1A/Tk465HGGW_I/AAAAAAAADhk/Fi2ASdnRpG8/s1600/berthe-morisot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKkZ5_8qZ1A/Tk465HGGW_I/AAAAAAAADhk/Fi2ASdnRpG8/s400/berthe-morisot.jpg" width="332" /></a></div>Qué derrota tan grande,</div><div style="text-align: center;">vivir las penas de tus hijos: sus fracasos, sus dolores, sus errores, sus caídas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Las heridas que la vida les inflinge -que son suyas- y contra las que, tan pocos escudos poseemos, para evitarles.<br /><br /><em>©Trini Reina</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-264194323290992905?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-32899676982895476822011-08-17T14:02:00.000+02:002011-08-17T14:02:44.875+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Leonid Afremov</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vx0sR_tvOU/Tkav9Bh8qhI/AAAAAAAADhM/pYi2nqiJlwQ/s1600/Afremov.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vx0sR_tvOU/Tkav9Bh8qhI/AAAAAAAADhM/pYi2nqiJlwQ/s400/Afremov.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Su cuerpo era puerto </div><div style="text-align: center;">donde anclaba el deseo.</div><div style="text-align: center;">La piel, ardida, </div><div style="text-align: center;">saciaba allí su sed irreverente.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina<br />Agosto 2011</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3289967698289547682?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-22556218186256255702011-08-16T08:03:00.000+02:002011-08-16T08:04:41.560+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;">Frederic Edwin Church</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTwoY0Km7Vk/TkDO2AVwYtI/AAAAAAAADhE/TNL-_w8Z-_0/s1600/Wis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="292" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTwoY0Km7Vk/TkDO2AVwYtI/AAAAAAAADhE/TNL-_w8Z-_0/s400/Wis.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sobre las tejas,</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">el sol deja la&nbsp;impronta </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">de dos veranos.</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Agosto 2011</span></em></div></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2255621818625625570?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-5350293017798400182011-07-28T12:39:00.000+02:002011-07-28T12:39:10.668+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Edouart Manet</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGNb-pl_Zoo/TjE72lUmHaI/AAAAAAAADgM/LBVhulDqpzU/s1600/16176_Bouquet_Of_Violets_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGNb-pl_Zoo/TjE72lUmHaI/AAAAAAAADgM/LBVhulDqpzU/s400/16176_Bouquet_Of_Violets_f.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Se me ha sentado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">un invierno violeta</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">en el corazón.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-535029301779840018?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-87854292966381301232011-07-26T18:01:00.000+02:002011-07-26T18:01:47.794+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Raymond Leech</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eBdtCAQX9E/Ti2Nel6eRWI/AAAAAAAADf4/jlyoP_LFA2A/s1600/sellado+con+un+beso-Raymond+Leech.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eBdtCAQX9E/Ti2Nel6eRWI/AAAAAAAADf4/jlyoP_LFA2A/s400/sellado+con+un+beso-Raymond+Leech.jpg" t$="true" width="397" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Una pasión</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">con sabor a vísperas,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">me arrebata el alma.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Tan ardido el sentimiento</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">que han brotado pétalos</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">en mis años.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-8785429296638130123?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-36367611297829010232011-07-25T17:26:00.000+02:002011-07-25T17:26:42.667+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Rogelio Abad Mora</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE-_sKK0TO0/Ti2K2zduDJI/AAAAAAAADf0/ZLKo9t7O7R0/s1600/Cena+de+enamorados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE-_sKK0TO0/Ti2K2zduDJI/AAAAAAAADf0/ZLKo9t7O7R0/s400/Cena+de+enamorados.jpg" t$="true" width="276" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tus lentas manos,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">aceleran los latidos</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">de mi corazón encandilado.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3636761129782901023?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-72164858847499197932011-07-24T15:22:00.000+02:002011-07-24T15:22:16.408+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lia Yuanshou</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l3UCQsQ-mdU/Tiwbra77cnI/AAAAAAAADfw/_jOIgb9kcA4/s1600/BEI+YIN+Liu+yuanshou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l3UCQsQ-mdU/Tiwbra77cnI/AAAAAAAADfw/_jOIgb9kcA4/s400/BEI+YIN+Liu+yuanshou.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Georgia Serif&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">¡Bang!<br />la traición,<br />a quemarropa,<br />desgarró la piel<br />de la confianza.</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Georgia Serif&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">©Trini Reina</span></span></em></span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Georgia Serif&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: x-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7216485884749919793?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-57190801902538779502011-07-22T12:49:00.000+02:002011-07-22T12:49:06.281+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Mabel Alvarez</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PNQFusmp8E/TilUkkHfZBI/AAAAAAAADfk/Tg0bD8TVJ00/s1600/muj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PNQFusmp8E/TilUkkHfZBI/AAAAAAAADfk/Tg0bD8TVJ00/s400/muj.jpg" t$="true" width="308" /></a></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Pasa.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Solo.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Callado.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Eleva los ojos,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">me mira;</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">el vacío complementa</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">dos miradas.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Pasa.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Calla.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Yo en mi ventana…</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="78" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5719080190253877950?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-13336060276181439342011-07-21T07:29:00.000+02:002011-07-21T07:31:05.287+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vicent Van Gogh</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv8xNosxOLo/TiVgHIsaHOI/AAAAAAAADfY/G22RWRWeTIg/s1600/trigalalapuestadesolol7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="315" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv8xNosxOLo/TiVgHIsaHOI/AAAAAAAADfY/G22RWRWeTIg/s400/trigalalapuestadesolol7.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: inherit;">Vastos trigales.<br />Olas de espigas arden<br />en la falda de la tarde.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1333606027618143934?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-13407209188282170502011-07-19T12:34:00.000+02:002011-07-19T12:34:41.616+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Joaquin Sorolla</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ldmPg2am5A/TiVdOod9uEI/AAAAAAAADfU/u1CuuqH7UMk/s1600/Fuente_rosal_Casa_Sorolla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ldmPg2am5A/TiVdOod9uEI/AAAAAAAADfU/u1CuuqH7UMk/s400/Fuente_rosal_Casa_Sorolla.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tarde de lluvia.</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">El jardín suspendido,</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">la rosa alerta</span>.</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1340720918828217050?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-10379276540648241582011-07-18T13:03:00.000+02:002011-07-18T13:03:39.071+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Paul Delvaux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7nCGqQhbGfQ/TiQSxkPMWsI/AAAAAAAADfM/2VnCjA2g6ek/s1600/477.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7nCGqQhbGfQ/TiQSxkPMWsI/AAAAAAAADfM/2VnCjA2g6ek/s400/477.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">En la memoria</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">conviven los fantasmas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">que nos forjaron.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1037927654064824158?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-65564165629519941212011-07-17T10:27:00.000+02:002011-07-17T10:27:12.069+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Diego Rivera</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkCOUtPbM3M/TiHC7EmDnBI/AAAAAAAADfE/bjY_hWGMYrY/s1600/diego-rivera-vendedora-de-alcatraces-11344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="275" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkCOUtPbM3M/TiHC7EmDnBI/AAAAAAAADfE/bjY_hWGMYrY/s400/diego-rivera-vendedora-de-alcatraces-11344.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Todo lo que pesa,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">cansa...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Trini Reina</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6556416562951994121?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-47939046207982834002011-07-16T11:52:00.000+02:002011-07-16T11:52:19.122+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Salvador Dalí</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3Dfk0bgKGs/Th9Z1LiahkI/AAAAAAAADeo/F-HvCHSNS0g/s1600/Salvador-Dali-Muchacha-de-Espalda-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3Dfk0bgKGs/Th9Z1LiahkI/AAAAAAAADeo/F-HvCHSNS0g/s400/Salvador-Dali-Muchacha-de-Espalda-.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">El desencanto</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">por la espalda mata</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">al visionario.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">De "Azules atardeceres de la memoria"</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-4793904620798283400?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-57975334001883023862011-07-15T07:58:00.000+02:002011-07-15T08:02:31.411+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Winslow Homer</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0c2NSpGz6c/Th_XylUnz1I/AAAAAAAADew/Rv5XLir6-AI/s1600/2129912517_6207400b4b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0c2NSpGz6c/Th_XylUnz1I/AAAAAAAADew/Rv5XLir6-AI/s400/2129912517_6207400b4b.jpg" width="270" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rompiendo nubes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">el sol estrena día</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">y yo esperanza.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">De "Azules atardeceres de la memoria"</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5797533400188302386?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-7387529949507898472011-07-13T13:57:00.000+02:002011-07-13T13:57:21.703+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Paul Signac</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRYjGtiIofE/Th2HWCV7ZiI/AAAAAAAADeY/d2ezXIa2so4/s1600/Paul%252520Signac-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRYjGtiIofE/Th2HWCV7ZiI/AAAAAAAADeY/d2ezXIa2so4/s400/Paul%252520Signac-.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A cada alma le duele,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">como a ninguna otra,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">su dolor.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">®Trini Reina</span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-738752994950789847?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-37277906971332061242011-07-12T08:22:00.000+02:002011-07-16T18:59:50.021+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Gustav Klimt</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPYohRnLLQs/ThvnvG5aXEI/AAAAAAAADeA/PjALQmKbn2Y/s1600/klimt_love%252B1895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPYohRnLLQs/ThvnvG5aXEI/AAAAAAAADeA/PjALQmKbn2Y/s400/klimt_love%252B1895.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Aunque se acepte lo efímero del amor, siempre, en el fondo, esperamos su permanencia.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calibri&quot;, &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3727790697133206124?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-7817970496174806762011-07-10T20:09:00.000+02:002011-07-10T20:09:32.237+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;">Eva Gonzáles</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKainuAFKro/ThnqRsydU0I/AAAAAAAADd8/tKZLzEZycnE/s1600/1876+el+despertar+eva+gonzales.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="323" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKainuAFKro/ThnqRsydU0I/AAAAAAAADd8/tKZLzEZycnE/s400/1876+el+despertar+eva+gonzales.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">Si despiertas,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">centrada la madrugada,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">desconcertado,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">acaso mi estela,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">para dolerte,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">zarandeó tu sueño.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-781797049617480676?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-29922834011009329232011-07-09T09:10:00.000+02:002011-07-09T09:10:01.747+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Fray Guillermo Butler</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQaD1ALn_s4/ThNaVXzEqBI/AAAAAAAADcQ/heeGmRznSD4/s1600/paisaje_alpino_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQaD1ALn_s4/ThNaVXzEqBI/AAAAAAAADcQ/heeGmRznSD4/s400/paisaje_alpino_.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">En los páramos azules</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">de un corazón prohibido</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;">se asolean mis auroras.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2992283401100932923?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-73325099688631895492011-07-08T07:43:00.000+02:002011-07-08T07:44:48.795+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>&nbsp;<span style="font-size: x-large;">Edward Munch</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AO7JvmMGuo/ThYihbdm4uI/AAAAAAAADcY/iB1hMMcJ6mA/s1600/20100212183156-munch-scream22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AO7JvmMGuo/ThYihbdm4uI/AAAAAAAADcY/iB1hMMcJ6mA/s400/20100212183156-munch-scream22.jpg" width="307" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><center>¡Cuando un amigo se nos cae, qué estruendo provoca en el alma! <br />Tañe, aúlla, truena, cruje, silba, redobla, chasquea, desafina, pita, traquetea, chifla y rechifla; zumba, alborota, taladra, ruge, rechina, crepita, chirría, se inflama y arde... <br />Y por mucha música que nuestro corazón inventa para ensordecer el desencanto, ese ruido, para siempre, huella en el espíritu dejará.<br /><br /><em>©Trini Reina</em></center><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7332509968863189549?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-12453209671376775822011-07-07T08:19:00.000+02:002011-07-07T08:19:05.623+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">David Hettinger</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uyr9NPhSlX0/ThNRw0hHT0I/AAAAAAAADcI/qCRga5SSyms/s1600/sunlight_delight+David+Hettinger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="231" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uyr9NPhSlX0/ThNRw0hHT0I/AAAAAAAADcI/qCRga5SSyms/s400/sunlight_delight+David+Hettinger.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La aurora desciende</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">las vertientes del espíritu.</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Una fuente lánguida </span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">inunda mis valles.</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1245320967137677582?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-39524934033393186082011-07-06T07:37:00.000+02:002011-07-16T19:03:23.544+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Johanna Harmon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YlXAKMWXCD4/ThNWKCr61UI/AAAAAAAADcM/urybcMCVJJA/s1600/5827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YlXAKMWXCD4/ThNWKCr61UI/AAAAAAAADcM/urybcMCVJJA/s400/5827.jpg" width="393" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A diario,<br />el canal de la memoria se desborda,<br />media hora antes de olvidarte.</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Georgia Serif&quot;, &quot;serif&quot;;"></span><span style="font-size: x-small; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></span><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-3952493403339318608?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-71945019147066988462011-07-02T11:38:00.000+02:002011-07-02T11:38:25.779+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Fernando Botero</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3NAKfaugiA/Tg7mf6HPwHI/AAAAAAAADaQ/cWnJiKBO_TU/s1600/botero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3NAKfaugiA/Tg7mf6HPwHI/AAAAAAAADaQ/cWnJiKBO_TU/s400/botero.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Líbreme la vida de la fácil lágrima,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">de la falsedad del beso</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Líbreme la vida del hueco en la palabra,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">de la piedad sin fundamento.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Líbreme la Vida, o Dios, </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">o ambos al mismo tiempo.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>©Trini Reina</em></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-7194501914706698846?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-59423682549487929972011-07-01T07:57:00.000+02:002011-07-01T07:57:56.352+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;">Santiago Rusiñol Prats</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrijN8Y7Gfg/Tgyebfs2WxI/AAAAAAAADaM/RBf5D09Jw-U/s1600/Rusi%25C3%25B1ol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="280" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrijN8Y7Gfg/Tgyebfs2WxI/AAAAAAAADaM/RBf5D09Jw-U/s400/Rusi%25C3%25B1ol.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Umbrías</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">El sol desciende las escaleras de la tarde</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">y va desabrochando sombras.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">En el jardín suspendido</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>me sobrecoge la distancia.</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Contra los sentidos se confabula el paisaje</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">y la soledad se asienta a la diestra del alma</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(fecundada por la umbría).</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Penetran dos centímetros</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">los alfileres de la nostalgia.</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">De "Auroras de la voz"</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5942368254948792997?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-20459114868699373262011-06-30T17:42:00.000+02:002011-06-30T17:44:14.712+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;">Henry Fuseli</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSsAESyEMyg/TgyZC9E6tHI/AAAAAAAADaI/fD8RhZ1pUb0/s1600/silence+Henry+Fuseli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSsAESyEMyg/TgyZC9E6tHI/AAAAAAAADaI/fD8RhZ1pUb0/s400/silence+Henry+Fuseli.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">No es fea la tristeza.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Sólo se recrea en su mala reputación</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">y canjea la belleza</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">por alfileres.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Junio 2011</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="97" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-2045911486869937326?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-56839764181676662742011-06-28T22:17:00.000+02:002011-06-28T22:18:07.727+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Jozef Israëls</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Prp99Qccb44/Tgo2ACM2KlI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BVDxdyNON-A/s1600/mujer+ventana.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Prp99Qccb44/Tgo2ACM2KlI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BVDxdyNON-A/s400/mujer+ventana.bmp" width="267" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">La distancia, con parsimonia,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">hasta al más brillante de los amores,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">a oscuras deja en la memoria.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: cyan;"><em><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">®Trini Reina</span></em><span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: cyan; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><em>De "Azules atardeceres de la memoria"</em></span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6600cc; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"></span><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=separador.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="77" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/separador.png" width="320" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5683976418167666274?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-15100138461168512562011-06-24T08:12:00.000+02:002011-06-24T08:12:31.941+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Revello de Toro </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ZL5q-HdjE/TgQqm-G6CGI/AAAAAAAADZQ/fAgF5taiT2E/s1600/_DESALIENTO-_REBELLO_DE_TORO_1989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="318" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ZL5q-HdjE/TgQqm-G6CGI/AAAAAAAADZQ/fAgF5taiT2E/s400/_DESALIENTO-_REBELLO_DE_TORO_1989.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span>&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">El desaliento es dardo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">buscando diana.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cuídate de mostrar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">las sombras que lo fascinen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">©Trini Reina</span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Septiembre 2010</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-1510013846116851256?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-66226570310897496262011-06-23T13:01:00.000+02:002011-06-23T13:01:30.024+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Édouard Cortès </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9S8KpVC3_k/TgC79SsqXNI/AAAAAAAADZA/cwoCs2xZBbc/s1600/Edouard-Cortes-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9S8KpVC3_k/TgC79SsqXNI/AAAAAAAADZA/cwoCs2xZBbc/s400/Edouard-Cortes-.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">El imperio de la noche</div><div style="text-align: center;">niega estrellas</div><div style="text-align: center;">al cosmos del olvido.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6622657031089749626?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-8281282527537945242011-06-22T10:04:00.000+02:002011-06-22T10:04:24.399+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8k6YZSkWMZk/TgC7L3kEUHI/AAAAAAAADY8/IJMSWRUUaEk/s1600/armonia-en-azul-1906-lucien-levy-dhurmer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8k6YZSkWMZk/TgC7L3kEUHI/AAAAAAAADY8/IJMSWRUUaEk/s400/armonia-en-azul-1906-lucien-levy-dhurmer.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Esta noche</div><div style="text-align: center;">un cuerpo en ascuas</div><div style="text-align: center;">fragua un conjuro</div><div style="text-align: center;">al oeste del deseo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-828128252753794524?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-56485169647317218932011-06-21T17:35:00.000+02:002011-06-21T18:04:25.807+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzjGKdWeNIQ/TgDA_cz0P-I/AAAAAAAADZI/TS0sKlvIBLQ/s1600/william+holman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzjGKdWeNIQ/TgDA_cz0P-I/AAAAAAAADZI/TS0sKlvIBLQ/s400/william+holman.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">William Holman Hunt</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">En la noche,<br />el silencio<br />se alía con la nostalgia<br />para elevar ofrendas al recuerdo.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina</span></em></div><br /><br /><center><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Septiembre 2010</span></em></center><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5648516964731721893?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-57329330928953284222011-06-19T09:28:00.000+02:002011-06-19T09:34:02.809+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Edward Hopper</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ7RsYjEzrU/Tf2kmbYhnbI/AAAAAAAADYY/X2v41OmAu6w/s1600/%2527Automata%2527+-+Edward+Hopper%252C+1927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="317" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ7RsYjEzrU/Tf2kmbYhnbI/AAAAAAAADYY/X2v41OmAu6w/s400/%2527Automata%2527+-+Edward+Hopper%252C+1927.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">¿ Se conoce <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>el olvido porque olvidaste, o porque te olvidaron?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><em>Trini Reina</em></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><em>Junio 2011</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-5732933092895328422?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-65552470405912894872011-06-17T17:44:00.000+02:002011-06-17T17:44:18.192+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lorraine Christie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBBHmITRgF8/Tft16aD5rJI/AAAAAAAADYQ/WrJ9VnMQ7OE/s1600/Lorraine+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBBHmITRgF8/Tft16aD5rJI/AAAAAAAADYQ/WrJ9VnMQ7OE/s400/Lorraine+2.jpg" width="326" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Es tu mirada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">dulce hoguera que prende</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">llama en mi rostro.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina<br />De "Azules atardeceres de la memoria"</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/?action=view&amp;current=florecitasbellas-2.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-6555247040591289487?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240847190494731481.post-1620195771339995242011-06-16T17:39:00.000+02:002011-06-16T17:40:30.160+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: cyan;">Philip Wilson Steer</span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jubvzGpUUUw/TfojT_cc8rI/AAAAAAAADYI/9x8bC6SGcYA/s1600/Philip+Wilson+Steer+Picture+girl+at+sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jubvzGpUUUw/TfojT_cc8rI/AAAAAAAADYI/9x8bC6SGcYA/s400/Philip+Wilson+Steer+Picture+girl+at+sea.jpg" t8="true" width="280" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Parvedad 23</span></div><br /><center>&nbsp;</center><center>Sola...<br />Paloma transfigurada<br />al aire de la última morada.<br />Quieta, breve, blanqueada.<br />Sombra toda<br />ante la luz cadavérica del agua.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">©Trini Reina<br />Noviembre 2010</span></em></center><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="59" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk308/shanna22_2008/florecitasbellas-2.gif" width="320" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240847190494731481-162019577133999524?l=azulesrotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TriniReinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17636628107005138301noreply@blogger.com6