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A Four Part Poem for the Inauguration of the Statue: Virgin Mary, of the City, Concepcion
(Peru)
Un Poema de Cuatro Partes para la Inauguraci
Tag: PoetryPoetry
Atahualpa’s Game
[Peruvian]
Sometimes, it’s not wise
To share your wisdom
—as did, Atahualpa
(The Inca King) in the
Game of chess; thereafter,
He was condemned to death.
6/6/05 #713
Note: Atahualpa, was the most famous of the Inca Kings, in the 16th century of Peru, I do relieve, and was held for ransom by the Spaniards. And legend has it, because of a chess game, he was killed, while Catalina Wanka was on her way bringing Gold for his freedom, of which she stopped abruptly, and hid, once finding out, the king was murdered by the Spaniards.
El Juego de Atahualpa
A veces, no es sabio
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1) End Poem
Wherever you are today
Is where you were meant to be;
It’s where God, dotted the
‘i’ and the ‘t’!
2) God’s Angels
God asked his angels:
“Why do you look so sad?”
Responded one angel:
“Sir, we can’t find the shade.”
3) An Empty Space
Out of wisdom one will wait,
travel far for love; the thirst
will not kill them. When death
arrives what will you tell it
explain: why the empty space?
Shyness and fear will not
explain your surrender to your
mysterious veil. Out of wisdom
one will wait, travel far for love;
the thirst will not kill them. But
they will find it, be it in a winter
blizzard, or a cozy restaurant.
4) Onto the Mountains
(The Andes)
I shall blend-in, into the
Mountains
Into the faintest thin
Shadows
of the mountains!
Like the moss on moistened
Stone
Like a leaf blown far from
Home
(freshly fallen)!
I shall blend-in, clinging
To the mountains
Into its faintest thin
Shadows
5) Dead Children
Breaking stones
Who breaks stones?
Only shadowy faces
With grieving bones.
I have lost my
Children to the devil
All but one; and
Now I break stones
With a grieving face
And aging bones.
You can visit Mr. Siluk’s site http://dennissiluk.tripod.com, and see his travels, books, and likes and dislikes; also you can visit most of the internet book dealers, as well as ebay for more information on his writtings.
In Spanish
Translated by: Nancy Penaloza
1) Poema final
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