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Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-25497164997569897572015-03-04T12:28:00.003-08:002015-03-04T12:28:58.001-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-45402624912570494912013-10-09T06:11:00.002-07:002013-10-09T06:11:43.086-07:00https://www.facebook.com/pages/Fotograf%C3%ADa-Creativa-ZAcha-/302118956481162<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Después de tanta ausencia, me complace invitarles a esta jornada llena de música, pintura y fotografía<br />22 de Diciembre 2012 - 18 hs. -<br />Salón de Fiestas del SEDEM - Libertad 569 - Merlo</div>
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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievB7ybo-GlL1EishdI5VEBHBeshGp_ukaVN8pu35Ey37kIhUGOxAcu8xZPX2UYvFXo0j_8l6Wh7Vn7rX70ZB6-BMPYwcPdBB7TT4NvpIzEw_viqFkiAUQjyOq0nhyphenhyphenmxGiyw8-kpDcvqG6/s400/Rotas+las+manos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519750371146810690" /></a>Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-25846764621121761662010-09-22T07:22:00.000-07:002010-09-22T07:24:27.427-07:00Invierno...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS0Tzi5VBks6bqq9mMebnQV8D_wZDzpJC32wGAMMiuza8mG8UWgyGCyNSRjAdiYjlXGV9vFxdrCOU2sl6NvUdhVBentmyCTOD1lpjAfK71e9o4vRBekVDdHUuVEiBpgtxXv7BT2gzzGUJG/s1600/Crepitan+las+astillas.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS0Tzi5VBks6bqq9mMebnQV8D_wZDzpJC32wGAMMiuza8mG8UWgyGCyNSRjAdiYjlXGV9vFxdrCOU2sl6NvUdhVBentmyCTOD1lpjAfK71e9o4vRBekVDdHUuVEiBpgtxXv7BT2gzzGUJG/s400/Crepitan+las+astillas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519743500886196354" /></a><br />Crepitan las astillas<br />en la penumbra,<br />cae la tarde<br />detrás de los cristales<br />empañados por el frío<br />contrastado.<br /><br />Cálido aroma,<br />leños resecos,<br />el brillo de tu piel<br />frente a las llamas.<br /><br />Perfecto el escenario<br />sobre la alfombra,<br />para dejarnos llevar<br />por los sentidos.<br /><br />El calor se agiganta<br />entremezclando el aliento,<br />los cuerpos sudorosos<br />se anudan galopando.<br /><br />La pasión se desboca, <br />desenfrenada,<br />en un tiempo sin tiempo<br />que se detiene.<br /><br /><br />El fuego se consume,<br />amor, es tiempo, despierta,<br />se hace tarde,<br />amanece en silencio.<br /><br />Ya sólo queda<br />el sabor del rescoldo…Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-85732165956638184882010-09-21T15:13:00.000-07:002010-09-21T15:17:11.671-07:00Barrotes de silencio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixUi1EP6ydLjlECR8j7Sz85DRsHdkN9NwQJNNwkgJUsMnTH9aDPeOF_93SYnp7sdvLA0I8grx526dSXTvufbXETi8u5_wpm7mVodIfMN6fgEEkkmvvWm3QD6D_RZGb_8vaCmI2GLO_UrHL/s1600/Barrotes+de+silencio.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixUi1EP6ydLjlECR8j7Sz85DRsHdkN9NwQJNNwkgJUsMnTH9aDPeOF_93SYnp7sdvLA0I8grx526dSXTvufbXETi8u5_wpm7mVodIfMN6fgEEkkmvvWm3QD6D_RZGb_8vaCmI2GLO_UrHL/s400/Barrotes+de+silencio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519494175979034274" /></a><br />Deshojas las mañanas<br />en eternos pasos cadenciosos,<br />unos tras otros<br />por las estrechas calles<br />de la angustia.<br /><br />Negros tus ojos<br />inquietos esperan<br />que el tenor de las horas<br />abran paso tras la puerta<br />y te abriguen del frío.<br /><br />Tan callado de hambre<br />y de miedo,<br />aturdido de tumulto<br />y de espera,<br />aguardas con el ansia <br />arrugada en un bolsillo<br />sin fondo y sin olvido.<br /><br />Se escarcha la esperanza<br />sobre tu piel oscura<br />que palidece una vez más<br />del otro lado de la reja.Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-58185579693167436412010-09-16T16:08:00.000-07:002010-09-16T16:10:03.632-07:00Entre aquel columpio<br />y tus ojos,<br />quedó en suspenso<br />la mirada,<br />la espera,<br />un teléfono callado<br /><br />mientras la hierba<br />que florece<br />y se hace eterna<br />humedece en el relente<br />los poemas<br /><br />transita a tientas<br />tu nombre perenne,<br />silente, impronunciable,<br />vacío y solo<br /><br />tu,<br />tu ni lo adviertes.Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-36069049053215310772010-08-28T12:23:00.000-07:002010-08-28T12:31:14.829-07:00aMARte<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHGGP9xmiq-S9XOf6SONZ4RC3NMKTuEtVJD00G61ZGtyvcvdVcw3NXH7u6YGqof0fdzi72I13V_TFSDlyQjSW5jvEOduEkANaOYq9E02Jel_hPfy5PhgeUC9JrYwuBJpbvSp5H7e1OsfHo/s1600/Amanece.ORG_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHGGP9xmiq-S9XOf6SONZ4RC3NMKTuEtVJD00G61ZGtyvcvdVcw3NXH7u6YGqof0fdzi72I13V_TFSDlyQjSW5jvEOduEkANaOYq9E02Jel_hPfy5PhgeUC9JrYwuBJpbvSp5H7e1OsfHo/s400/Amanece.ORG_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510545416966666242" /></a><br />En el teclado de mi piel<br />coladita por tus huesos,<br />derretida en tus palabras<br />nos amamos.<br /><br />De lado, frente a frente,<br />perderme en ti,<br />en tu geografía,<br />sin brújulas, ni mapas<br />orientada de instinto…<br /><br />Insospechado territorio,<br />ondulado, simétrico,<br />suave y profundo,<br />recorrer cada bahía,<br />los senderos y accidentes,<br />enigmáticos, profundos,<br />intensos, inexplorados…<br />estar dentro,<br />ardiendo en deseos,<br />mordernos las ansias,<br />enredo de lenguas<br />y caricias,<br />mojarme en tu fuego<br />humedecido…<br /><br />Cuánto latido!<br />oleada de estertores…<br />pasión, amor, deseo,<br />arrebato, descontrol,<br />entrega, ganas,<br />con ojos, con manos,<br />la piel entera,<br />sentirme fuera y dentro,<br />amar una y otra vez,<br />vibrar, estremecerse…<br />donde sea,<br />pero contigo…<br />en esta apasionante locura,<br />amorosamente locas,<br />enamoradamente cuerdas,<br />complacernos,<br />querer más bocas,<br />labios, lenguas,<br />manos, pechos…<br />cada centímetro<br />de mi en ti y viceversa,<br />buscando espacio,<br />cogiendo aire,<br />perdidas en la entrega,<br />un “no puedo más<br />soy toda tuya,<br />no te detengas”…<br />al límite,<br />total entrega,<br />vertiginoso amor<br />envueltas en sudor<br />que huele a sexo,<br />salvaje cielo…<br />volemos…Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-13036677941186984872010-08-27T17:18:00.000-07:002010-08-27T17:22:13.823-07:00Puente invisibleReduzco la marcha,<br />calmo los pasos<br />y me permito<br />el sutil delirio de traerte<br />a la realidad visible<br />de unos versos<br /><br />para ser la arena de mi playa,<br />la brisa que al cometa<br />eleva tan alto que lo aleja<br />no pudiendo emprender ya<br />el viaje de regreso.<br /><br />Y tiendo la mano<br />en el puente invisible<br />de tu aroma,<br />inconciente en la utopía<br />de alcanzarte…<br /><br />Caída libre…<br />cráter profundo, continuo,<br />vacío sin fin,<br />oscuro de silencios,<br />plagado de fantasías,<br />de miedos…<br />derrotero incierto…<br /><br />Cierro los ojos<br />sigues ahí,<br />eres el puente invisible<br />y aquel aroma.Z´Achahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427213843273292961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193823332897629481.post-6295831902564462702010-08-27T13:36:00.000-07:002010-08-27T13:39:00.674-07:00La Noche...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfgN76DC3SwYb6zDwnbbi4GmoBI2rGYYJzfJVLGlv5FZORt_Bh4ZfoACDglQputXpN5AqD4_sYUanwo0wg5cGXbkBqsT9iyM4Ca6I66npuO3rE782WjZOEXptXj9dWO4-sgRmfiMVqP56B/s1600/La+noche_.jpg"><img style="float:right; 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