Digital art by @xpilar" Write a short poem about the picture and you will be rewarded"
I'm not good at putting my own words/writing on my "digital art",
so I'd appreciate it if you could write a little poem about
the picture here in the comment field and I will reward you 😊
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Waves touch land,
Sky looks blue,
Boat is quiet,
I see you.
Why the color of sky is blue.
Why the water is wet.
Have you think about that.
If haven't think about this.
Why is so warm
Why moon is so cold.
Have you think about that.
If haven't think about this.
Después de meses de puro mar,
al fin vi la tierra.
Qué sentirían los marineros de Colón?
A lo mejor pensaron:
Es mejor morir sobre la tierra
que morir comido por los tiburones.
Se respira un olor distinto.
Huele a yerba,
huele al polvo del cielo,
huele a sexo femenino.
Estoy feliz.
What kind of happiness disease has taken hold of you?
Why are you chasing after a mirage?
Why are you making so many excuses to get yourself together?
Why is life so full of setbacks?
I am a girl and I´m in love with you,
my mood is mellow and the sky is blue.
While my guitar is gently shredding riffs,
your boat is defimitely shredding cliffs.
Where the sky opens into traces of blue, and the clouds travel, aimlessly and without a trunk, emerging from the water, serene islets, of earth and moss, full of secrets. A distant sailboat, silhouetted in the sea, seems to be looking for a place to anchor, perhaps a cove of golden sand, or the echo of a dream in the salty breeze. The water reflects the descending light, in gentle waves spread by the wind, and the sun on the peaks draws a golden hue, a moment of peace, newly found. Montalban, far away, the mind calms, before this vision so pure and complete, a picture of calm, of earth and sky, a moment of magic, a sweet longing.
Drifting skies in whispered hue,
over waters deep and blue.
Silent islands, worn and old,
kissed by sunlight, crowned in gold.
A lonely sail, so far yet near,
wanders slow with dreams unclear.
Does it seek or does it stray,
lost between the night and day?
The tide may rise, the winds may call,
but time stands still where echoes fall.
A hidden world, untouched, untamed,
where only wanderers are named.
A forgotten island in the ocean
Never saw sails in my life,
And suddenly, from an unknown distance,
I saw a brig and was surprised.
Who suddenly wanted to come here?
To set foot here with their own foot?
There is no water here and no salami,
And Mazda cheese is for fools,
Who thought in a stupor,
That there could be a grocery store here.
I have gone through many things in this short life,
but I have always enjoyed waiting for you,
I don't know if nature will ever be able to give me this beauty,
no one will ever be able to give me the way your beauty has fascinated me.
The blue skye shines so bright,
mountains reaching out for the skye,
the ocean waves moves back and forth
i can feel the sea breeze,
in the other side of the sea,
is a person with hope and expectations.