Poema: La Tumba del Príncipe Connell | historias de un embrujo hermoso… surrealistas

por Luis S. González-Acevedo

IV

La Tumba del Príncipe Connell

En aquel bosque mortuorio de tu Isla Esmeralda,
–tú sabes cuál– en la colina con vistas a la pradera,
tus ojos menguantes y anhelante tristeza
serán aliviados por piedras mágicas
que cantan ecos megalíticos por sus grietas.
Allí, tu pasado inmemorial descansará.

El alma de Taína,
las olas de Poseidón cabalgará.
La princesa caribeña montará
con valentía las crestas del mar.
Deseándote…
Amándote…

Tumba del Príncipe Connell, Taína por ti vendrá.


–La versión en inglés de La Historia Poética del Amor Feroz y Atlántico de La Princesa Taína y el Príncipe Connell aparecerá en la publicación de mi novela stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal en abril del año 2021–

–Cuando traduzca stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal al español dentro de 2 años, La Historia Poética del Amor Feroz y Atlántico de La Princesa Taína y el Príncipe Connell aparecerá en su publicación, historias de un embrujo hermoso… surrealistas en abril del año 2022–


Poem: Prince Connell’s Grave | stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

IV

Prince Connell’s Grave

Surrounded by the Emerald’s ancient forest,
on a hill overlooking fields and meadows,
your dying breath, fainting eyes and longing sorrows
will be soothed by magic stones singing megalithic echoes from their clefts.
Among the stones, your immemorial past will rest.

Taína’s soul will crest upon Poseidon’s wave.
The Caribbean princess shall ride the ocean’s waters. Brave!
In lust for you…
In love with you…
In search of her Prince Connell’s Grave.


–The Poetic Story of Princess Taína & Prince Connell’s Wild Atlantic Love will be featured in my novel stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal in April of 2021–


Poem… Love, Death & Beyond | Page Four | Book of Spells

by Luis S. González-Acevedo…

Love, Death & Beyond

Page Four
of the Book of Spells

We’ve set ourselves as seals upon our hearts and lives,
but floods of darkness dawned and the waters’ forceful rise
eclipsed my waning breath from you and veiled my fainting eyes.
The mournful torrents of longing sorrow could never quench our love’s
ascending flight nor break with silence the flutter of its doves;
’cause in the end, you and I, we shall embrace forevermore:
our lips and kisses wet as waters’ flow on the joyful night
when love shall seal our hearts and lives once more.

The Book of Spells will appear in a future book of poems & stories (release date | July 2021)–


The Book of Spells will appear in my novel stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal (release date | April 2021)–


 

Poem… A Cemetery’s Black Arts | Page Three | Book of Spells

by Luis S. González-Acevedo…

A Cemetery’s Black Arts

Page Three
of the Book of Spells

The city from your past lives in fright,
with the Book of Spells on-site…
In its cemetery, the black arts rest:
spells sleeping in a niche for the dead…

–The Book of Spells will appear in a future book of poems & stories (release date | July 2021)–


–The Book of Spells will appear in my novel stories of a beautiful haunting… surreal (release date | April 2021)–


 

Poem… u.s. president 45’s racist math

u.s. president 45’s racist math

–september 17, 2018–
columbus, ohio, usa

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

“3000 people did not die,”
tweets mr. Racist Bigot.
this monster’s hatred is so sly
entrenched in evil, he pivots.

only “6 to 18 deaths”
3000 deaths??? no way!!!
tweets 45 out of 45
not #1 out of 45
but dead last out of 45:
the devil’s friendship, he won’t betray.

how many puerto ricans make one human?
consider president 45’s racist math:
“166.6” –tweets the liar, his lie as gargantuan as lake huron
(a party enjoys his waters & jet skis on his water paths)

“when 498,000 puerto ricans have died,
only then 3000 humans have passed.” –u.s. president 45

let’s see if the Fool is as arrogant when he’s tried!


u.s. president 45’s racist math will appear in a future book of poems and stories (release date | July 2020)–