Perdidamente enamorado

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y del reflejo sobre el mar del suave baño de luz de su luna llena.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y de su resplandeciente vestido de gala con el que me agasajaba en noches despejadas.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y de sentir su refrescante voz susurrándole a las verdes praderas.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y de su cálido abrazo de fragancias en primavera.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y entre estas cuatro oscuras paredes, noto como mi esencia languidece, recordando el gélido tacto de su rocío cuando ella amanece.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y con esta minúscula y desgastada piedra, grabo con ardiente anhelo en este frío muro, mientras lejanos se acercan los pasos que ejecutan mi sentencia.

  Estoy perdidamente enamorado de ella, y a pesar de mis humanos errores, ha tenido a bien en mis últimos días acompañarme, con el obsequio entre una fina grieta, de un verde brote.


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Intergalactic Cry

  The husky voice took him out of his stupor.

  —¡Antare lubonic estion! –the enormous being shouted.

  A beam of light went from the ship to the blue planet, disintegrating it.


  Remembering that incident, he had stopped thirty seconds from collecting the diamonds and depositing them in the flying carts. The necklace, which was cutting off his neck’s circulation, issued then a beep and an electric shock knocked him to the ground.

  He had been planning this for many years; taking great care not to be discovered in his little secret.

  There were many ways to lose life in the wild environment of the UC713B6 planet and still more under the oppressive yoke of that conquering and annihilating species; slavery would never be one of them again.

  Although his eyes were closed and seemed unconscious, felt the strong kick that displaced him a few meters dragging along the ground. The huge lizard grabbed him by the head, lifting him in the air and removing the necklace to proceed to behead him. To lizard’s surprise, the young human cracked lizard’s neck with a rudimentary diamond dagger.

  The rest of the various slave species watched in amazement as the human proceeded to deactivate their necklaces with the dead lizard ring.

  The human’s eyes burned with a tearful message and with a gesture of the arm and a powerful cry of hatred, they all set out to avenge their loved ones and their planets, even if it cost them their sad and lonely lives.


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Grito Intergaláctico

  La ronca voz le sacó de su estupor.

  —¡Antare lubonic estion! –gritó el enorme ser.

  Un haz de luz se dirigió desde la nave hacia el azul planeta, desintegrándolo.


  Recordando aquel incidente había parado treinta segundos de recoger los diamantes y de depositarlos en las carretillas voladoras. El collar, que le cortaba la circulación del cuello, emitió entonces un pitido y una descarga eléctrica lo tumbó en el suelo.

  Llevaba muchos años urdiendo aquel plan; llevando mucho cuidado de no ser descubierto en su pequeño secreto.

  Había muchas formas de perder la vida en el salvaje entorno del planeta UC713B6 y aún más bajo el yugo opresor de aquella especie conquistadora y aniquiladora; la esclavitud ya nunca más sería una de ellas.

  Aunque tenía los ojos cerrados y parecía inconsciente sintió la fuerte patada que lo desplazó unos metros arrastrando por el suelo. El enorme lagarto lo agarró por la cabeza, levantándolo en el aire y quitándole el collar para proceder a decapitarlo. Para su sorpresa, el joven humano le rajó el cuello con una rudimentaria daga de diamante.

  El resto de las diversas especies esclavas contemplaban con asombro cómo el humano procedía a desactivarles los collares con el anillo del lagarto muerto.

  Los ojos del humano ardían con un lloroso mensaje y con un gesto del brazo y un potente grito de odio, se lanzaron a vengar a sus seres queridos y a sus planetas, aunque ello les costara sus tristes y solitarias vidas.


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Reinforced Skeleton

  Up the enormous exoskeleton was invincible; he had just repel the bloody alien attack, saving the whole planet.

  The heroic image faded as soon as her back touched the floor with a metallic sound, giving way to the abuse suffered by those three children in the schoolyard. Apparently, the orthopedic metallic braces that he wore on his legs were not liked by other people either.

  A tear fell down the young man’s face sliding to the schoolyard floor and expanding to the end in that luxurious office, at the feet of the director of the bionic engineering company.

  In front of the huge window, thought about how great dream makers were the tears.


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Esqueleto Reforzado

  Subido al enorme exoesqueleto era invencible; acababa de repeler el cruento ataque alienígena, salvando el planeta.

  La heroica imagen se difuminó en cuanto su espalda tocó bruscamente el suelo con un sonido metálico, dejando paso al abuso sufrido por aquellos tres niños en el patio del colegio. Al parecer, los aparatos metálicos ortopédicos que llevaba en sus piernas tampoco eran del agrado del resto de gente.

  Una lágrima cayó por el rostro del joven deslizándose hacia el suelo del patio y expandiéndose al tocar fin en aquel lujoso despacho, a los pies del director de la empresa de ingeniería biónica.

  Frente al enorme ventanal pensaba cuán grandes realizadoras de sueños eran las lágrimas.


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Hostile Environment

  He remembered on his numb legs the warmth of that summer playing with his son.

  The saltpeter tangled his hair and beard as he continued to remember his life, drifting away on a wet log. He was only the cook of a modest boat that used harpoons as a way to communicate and puddles of floating blood as a message.

  Apparently someone had received the messages and, with unleashed violence, the sea proceeded to get rid of the insignificant invaders by swell. His family needed the little money he would earn during his absence; that absence that would now last forever.

  A great shadow was emerging swiftly at him from the depths.

  He closed his eyes and felt himself part of the balance.

Medio Hostil

  Recordaba la calidez de aquel verano jugando con su hijo en sus entumecidas piernas.

  La salitre enmarañaba su pelo y barba mientras seguía recordando su vida, abandonándose a la deriva sobre un húmedo madero. Él solo era el cocinero de un modesto barco que utilizaba arpones como forma de comunicarse y charcos de sangre flotante por mensaje.

  Al parecer alguien había recibido los mensajes y, con desatada violencia, el mar procedió a deshacerse de los insignificantes invasores a golpe de oleaje. Su familia necesitaba el poco dinero que iba a ganar durante su ausencia; aquella ausencia que ahora duraría eternamente.

  Una gran sombra emergía veloz hacia él desde las profundidades.

  Cerró los ojos y se sintió formar parte del equilibrio.

Willow and Daisies

  The willow whimpered sadly as tears of sap ran through its cracked crust. A group of daisies asked him funny why his sadness.

  —Why are you crying willow? Is it because of those ugly cracks in your bark?

  —It’s because from up here I see humans with axes coming towards here and I do not want to turn into wood.

  —For that you are done –the daisies said between laughter, oblivious to the pain of the willow.

  The humans when arriving and after the willow cut, the daisies proceeded to tear and jocularly one by one defoliating.

Moral

  Who laughs at the evil or pain of others, will soon prove his own poison.

El Sauce y las Margaritas

  Gimoteaba triste el sauce mientras lágrimas de savia recorrían su agrietada corteza. Un grupo de margaritas le preguntaron divertidas el porqué de su tristeza.

  —¿Por qué lloras sauce? ¿Es por esas feas grietas en tu corteza?

  —Es porque desde aquí arriba veo a humanos con hachas venir hacia aquí y no quiero convertirme en madera.

  —Para eso estás hecho –dijeron las margaritas entre carcajadas, ajenas al dolor del sauce.

  Los humanos al llegar y tras el sauce talar, las margaritas procedieron a arrancar y de manera jocosa una a una deshojar.

Moraleja

  El que se ríe del mal o dolor ajeno, no tardará en probar de su propio veneno.

Presentation of my new page

 I present my new WordPress blog starting by talking a little about me:

 A voracious reader from an early age, he feels the instinctive desire to write in his adolescence, during specific occasions, but he ceases in his exercise due to diverse social pressures. He reencounters with the writing and is seduced by it fully, at the end of 2015, when he begins to compete in various official competitions.

 After participating in more than twenty competitions, he managed to win in 2016 with the 1st prize of the «XXII Love Letters Contes “Ciudad de Bailén”», thanks to his poetic prose entitled «To you», donating the amount in cash to the environmental association AMECO, in Jaén.

 Alternate his current job as Telecommunications Specialist Corporal of the Military Emergency Unit (UME) with the management of his official website Miguel A. Cabanes in Facebook and his blog dedicated to a diverse and carefree theme: research articles, documentation on fauna and flora, gastronomic reviews, stock studies, etc., in Steemit.

 He is briefly interviewed by M80 radio and Onda Cero radio (both based in Jaén) on the occasion of the aforementioned award; is interviewed in the program «Andando y viendo» by Radio Godella, in 98.0FM and collaborates, reading various writings as guest artist, in the program of the same name, this once for Radio Bétera, in the 107.9FM.

 He does not lose the illusion to write, being in continuous learning and seeing writing as an invaluable asset that we must preserve.

 Some of his other current hobbies are the classical song, with which he has been receiving private lessons for a year and a half under the teaching of a locally recognized soprano, and the piano, with respect to that is beginning to receive classes, for a couple of months.

 

 Thanks to all the readers who have followed me during these years; In this regard I clarify that I will continue to maintain the aforementioned blogs, both Facebook and Steemit.

 

 

 ¡Greetings to my readers!