The charm of spring

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The charm of spring

Looking at beautiful flowers
in a large garden
I am in seventh heaven,
bright colours make me dream.
Yellow, red, pink and purple
mix with different greens,
very nice butterflies
alight on soft petals.
I watch the fantastic view
for a very long time,
my mind is full of peace,
I feel great pleasure.
Sensations are marvellous,
happiness embraces me,
walking on a flowery way
I head for a paradise.
Spring has already come
and it shows its beauty,
its sweet smell arrives
with the warm air.

María Griselda García Cuerva

Magic twilight

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Magic twilight

The twilight turns up
with a rain of paint
and drips with its colours
on the bright foliage.
The sky gets dark
and the mysterious stars
spread their charm
through their silver gleams.
The perfume of love
gets with the breeze,
it embraces life
that's filled with happiness.
The light of the moon
illuminates the lonely view,
natural beauty awakes
enraptured by delight.
The magic twists
among the flowery ways
and inspired poets
make their verses rhyme.

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Dreaming

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Dreaming

Looking at a big cloud
I started dreaming,
great feelings of pleasure
made me enjoy life.
I had visual images of people
who were no longer on earth,
they smiled at me,
their faces were full of light.
I was a little child
running in a flowery garden,
my parents watched me
with looks of joy.
Grandma arrived at the place
bringing cakes on a tray,
I prepared myself
for delicious food.
I didn't want to come back
to my real world
I longed for the chance
to go on being a kid.

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The perfume of childhood

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The perfume of childhood

The magic of children
is full of light
and caresses all places
with the softest tenderness.
The music of laughter
makes hearts happy,
voices are colourful
ringing like lovely bells.
In a fantasy world
words shine in stories,
dreams are butterflies
flying in bright gardens.
Illusions have golden wings
and go up to the sky
where they see wishes
hoping to come true.
In the gentle breeze
the perfume of childhood
sprinkles sad souls
and sweetens life.

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The crying of the rain

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The crying of the rain

The crying of the rain
fills the sky with sadness,
clouds move very slowly,
the sun cries on a corner.
Long paths are dark,
trees are shaken by thunders,
the loneliness takes away fantasies,
the wind shatters the dreams.
The sorrow of the streets
gets in through the doors,
the melancholy of people
is reflected in their looks.
All the city weeps,
the water floods the sidewalks,
hopes are dashed,
feelings of frustation rise.
The crying of the rain
brings the earliest memories,
birds don't want to sing,
there are no illusions.

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A beautiful sunset

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A beautiful sunset

While the sun sets
the huge blushed sky
shows its great beauty
and catches the looks.
The last golden gleams
fall on the trees
and green leaves shine
like lovely emeralds.
The happiness of flowers
is reflected on their petals
that fill with perfume
the spring garden.
The love of a couple
dances in a paradise
with the singing of birds
that caresses the souls.
The magic kisses fly
and the echo of laughter
travels in the breeze
that wins the evening's heart.

María Griselda García Cuerva

Music (Poem read in a concert in Australia)

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I wrote this poem because the international violinist Leigh Paine asked me to do it, it was read in the concert "Rhapsody in Blue" (George Gershwin) in Australia, I had already written four poems for the same artist and they were also read in the concert "The Eight seasons" ( Piazzolla Four Seasons and Vivaldi Four Seaons) in Australia.
I thank Leigh Paine for letting many people know my poems.


Music

The music gives life,
hope and warmth,
it makes people dream,
it raises feelings.
The magic in its chords
brights up hearts,
fills them with pleasure,
takes sorrows away.
Its notes perfume souls,
illuminate looks,
let youth revive,
beautify faces.
It lulls babies,
wins the love of teens,
attracts adults,
brings happiness to the elderly.
It spreads beams of light,
sweetens ears,
causes great satisfaction,
it´s a source of joy.
It produces positive thoughts,
inspires poets,
relaxes minds,
awakes sensations.
It has effect on emotions,
lifts spirits,
relieves suffering,
gives caresses.
It has shine,
it's a real delight,
a good piece of music
can do marvels.

María Griselda García Cuerva

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The world of my infancy

The dreams take me
to the world of my infancy,
a lot of images rock,
deep feelings flow.
The scent of jazmines
sweetens my breathing,
my mother's caresses
beautify my skin.
The smile of my grandma
illuminates my soul,
the perfume of love
lasts in the air.
My favourite doll
looks at me tenderly,
my spirit is delighted,
happiness springs.
The light of pleasure
spreads over my face,
I wake up smiling,
my wet pupils shine.

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Spring bursts into bloom

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Spring bursts into bloom

Spring bursts into bloom
in front of my window
and the afternoon shines
among the beautiful flowers.
White jasmines and red roses
mix in the garden,
the sweet perfume
comes with the soft breeze.
Looking at the marvellous view
I let out a deep sigh,
my dreams start flying
in the warm air.
The sky reaches my eyes
and they fill with light
while my face shows
great signs of happiness.
Life smiles at me,
the mystery sings
when love arrives
and charms my heart.

María Griselda García Cuerva.

The garden

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The garden

I open all the windows,
my eyes take delight
discovering the beauty
that waves in the garden.
The air smells of jasmines
and caresses my cheeks
with its glorious hands
spreading its warmth.
The sun lights the petals,
butterflies touch them
with their colourful wings
filling them with life.
As in fairy tales
the magic does wonders,
the afternoon is shaken
on the green paths.
I have a look
at a bright paradise
that scatters the hope
on the ways of my soul.

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The beauty flourishes

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The beauty flourishes

The blue afternoon shines
and the beauty flourishes
in the happy souls
enveloped in fragrances.
The sky becomes enthusiastic
with the music of spring,
the sun smiles
when it listens to melodies.
The nostalgia goes away
with the gusts of wind,
happiness revives
on a bed of roses.
Butterflies stand out
on nice white jasmines,
ways are filled
with pearls of sweetness.
Love goes round the garden
in a big golden coach,
romanticism rocks
in the arms of life.

María Griselda García Cuerva

Child

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CHILD
The music of your laughter
inundates all the corners,
the sparkle of your eyes
illuminates the grey afternoons.
The birds get near
when they listen to your voice,
the flowers are tinged
with the colour of your gaiety.
The perfume of your innocence
spreads on the ways,
the sky enjoys itself
with your ingenuous ideas.
Your sweetness stops the rain
and makes the sun rise,
your pinkish dreams play
with the tops of trees.
The view is more beautiful
with the shine of your presence,
your warm hands open
the doors of life.

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The colours of spring

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Happy spring to everybody!

The colours of spring

The colours of spring

sparkle in the gardens

and paint the dreams

swept along by the wind.

The perfume of flowers

sweetens the warm air

that enraptures the afternoon

and dazzles the souls.

The beauty is against

revealing its secrets,

it flits among roses

with its burning look.

Butterflies join together

on the white jasmines,

they beat their wings

in perfect harmony.

Love provokes sighs

and trembling lips

whisper some marvellous words

which vibrate with kisses.

María Griselda García Cuerva

María Griselda García Cuerva.

The caresses of nature

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The caresses of nature

The sunset gets near
the doors of the souls,
fills them with perfume,
the charm is great.
In a bewitching climate
the feelings appear,
the fantasies flourish,
emotions paint the lips.
Illusions go around the ways
and meet the dreams
that look for a paradise
with the colours of hope.
The fragrance of roses
climbs the mountains of life,
enraptures the hearts,
sweetens the looks.
The caresses of nature
make smiles turn up,
relieve the pain,
bring beautiful kisses.

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An impressive postcard

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An impressive postcard

The sun is rising
and I'm on the beach
looking at the sky
with great pleasure.
A huge beautiful postcard
is in front of my eyes,
I give a smile
when I discover the beauty.
The sound of the sea
breaks the heavy silence,
waves get to the shore
with quick movements.
I lie on the golden sand,
the richness of nature
is a sight to behold
and a gift to my soul.
I find true happiness
in this wonderful place
while I become a part
of the impressive postcard.

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Friend

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Happy Friend's day!

Friend

The music of your words

inundates me with sweetness,

I show my smile,

my soul is enraptured.

The colour of your voice

shines in my spirit,

I celebrate the good fortune

to have met you.

The chords of your laughter

heal my melancholy,

you are the quiet place

that makes my sadness vanish.

In the grey sky

your light leaves a tail,

in the air it's smelt

the scent of your gaiety.

I drink a toast to your presence,

my glass full of bubbles

soaks my lips

in your friendship's taste.

María Griselda García Cuerva

An inspiring scenery

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An inspiring scenery

In the golden twilight

I walk along the park,

the magic of the evening

awakes my strong feelings.

Bright and colourful flowers

are a lovely sight,

looking at the blue sky

I dream about marvellous things.

A narrow beam of light

shines across the path,

the peace of the place

brings calm to my mind.

The caresses of the breeze

make me feel relaxed,

the emerald green lawn

tempts me to have a rest.

I take a small paper

out of my handbag

and find the correct words

to write the verses of a poem.

María Griselda García Cuerva.

A sunny afternoon

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A sunny afternoon

It's a sunny afternoon

and my spirits rise,

my soul is full of warmth,

I find true happiness.

The intense blue of the sky

makes me feel alive,

I try to seize a sunbeam,

the place becomes magical.

Butterflies fly among the flowers

and their wings show bright markings,

branches sway gently with the breeze,

leaves turn into precious emeralds.

The garden fraught with colours

looks like a nice picture,

I stand gazing at the view,

I'm enraptured by its charm.

It's a sunny afternoon

and the hope springs,

the beauty of the world

is in front of my eyes.

María Griselda García Cuerva.

Acrostic poem

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Brilliance

Boats sailing on the sea
Raise my spirits,
I image love stories
Looking at the clear water.
Like a romantic teenager
I live in a complete dream
And images fill my mind
Nurturing my soul.
Closing my eyes I sigh
Embracing the fantastic life.

María Griselda García Cuerva

Sunset in the lagoon

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Sunset in the lagoon

I contemplate a beautiful sunset
and let out a deep breath,
the red brilliance of the sun
intensifies in the clear lagoon.
I taste the nectar of life,
the twilight weaves magic spells,
a wonderful symphony of sensations
brings happiness to my soul.
An old white boat goes by
and my dreams travel in it,
there is complete silence,
the afternoon dies in my arms.
I remember a book of poems
and I recite one from memory,
the sweetness of its verses
brightens up my heart.
The light of my emotions
is reflected on the horizon,
the charm of the sunset
makes my eyes shine with joy.


María Griselda García Cuerva