tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82898172347557450662011-04-21T21:31:32.641-07:00La luz se hizo, y en ella encontré mi inspiraciónMaria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-246411978678570792009-04-09T09:31:00.000-07:002009-04-09T09:38:58.958-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4jFfYxu-I/AAAAAAAAALM/2CGAtCrkh0s/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4jFfYxu-I/AAAAAAAAALM/2CGAtCrkh0s/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322730386830244834" border="0" /></a>Let me show you<br />The horizon around you<br />Lights in the sky<br />As diamonds<br />In my fingers<br />Dreams with<br />Shinings sparks<br />My mind is confused<br />Come shine<br />Come to me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-24641197867857079?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-40902995408355967652009-02-17T14:01:00.000-08:002009-02-17T17:18:45.399-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-4090299540835596765?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-36412876794308032052009-02-17T12:20:00.001-08:002009-04-09T09:48:20.234-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4mzZqd_VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kTDichUZyik/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4mzZqd_VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kTDichUZyik/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322734474102701394" border="0" /></a><br />No lo entiendo,<br />si existíera,<br />no creería que<br />las desiluciones<br />se conviertan en pedazos<br />de papel de diario con sangre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-3641287679430803205?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-67526200258092272812009-02-17T12:06:00.000-08:002009-02-17T12:14:59.932-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SZsZqIMVMYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vHJWZ-Db9AQ/s1600-h/valpo26.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SZsZqIMVMYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vHJWZ-Db9AQ/s320/valpo26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861197703295362" border="0" /></a>Un paso frente al otro<br />no dejo que la noche<br />me atrape en su oscuridad<br />las luces de la vida<br />me guian hacia el punto<br />A veces desvario,<br />mis neuronas adormecidas<br />quieren solo reir<br />no te culpo<br />si mi risa desorvitada<br />te perturba<br />solo soy la persona<br />que vive hasta que amanezca.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-6752620025809227281?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-9265388437523366222009-02-10T14:40:00.000-08:002009-04-09T09:58:09.151-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4pHHIOjdI/AAAAAAAAAME/NRH1RQkmXQ4/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Sd4pHHIOjdI/AAAAAAAAAME/NRH1RQkmXQ4/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737011747884498" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Viaja entre delirios y sueños<br />su vida se consume<br />en un momento<br />de satisfacción momentánea<br />el hoy solo es lo que cuenta<br />poder caminar<br />hasta otro montón de desperdicios<br />para lograr sacar el provecho<br />de los desconsiderados<br />que abundan en el mundo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-926538843752336622?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-72548323984601724522009-02-04T17:51:00.000-08:002009-02-09T17:56:00.543-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SYpGhESUfLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JlWvS833Dys/s1600-h/valpo29.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299125445455019186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SYpGhESUfLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JlWvS833Dys/s320/valpo29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>En las noches cuando</div><div>tus palabras me acompañan</div><div>siento los angeles que </div><div>sostienen mi cuerpo,</div><div>débil la niña de tus sueños</div><div>se sumerge en aguas </div><div>conocidas pero la tormenta</div><div>la golpea a la vida</div><div>quizas necesite </div><div>sembrar mas sonetos </div><div>en el cielo y </div><div>sentir los pies firmes.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-7254832398460172452?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-61000198698236490112009-01-22T20:33:00.000-08:002009-01-22T20:42:15.281-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SXlIxl_5RyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RAx2tqxFRBU/s1600-h/valpo19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342853801625378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SXlIxl_5RyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RAx2tqxFRBU/s320/valpo19.jpg" border="0" /></a>Viajante sin rumbo<br />pensamientos vagos<br />el viento te lleva<br />vuelo en mis memorias<br />trato de aterrizar<br />en la tierra deseada<br />mis pies no estan firmes<br />los sueños me dejan flotando<br />a diario como un ave oscuro<br />resurjo de la oscuridad mental<br />la luz me ciega por segundos<br />pero la vida me ilumina<br />sus experiencias me nutren,<br />mis venas estan llenas de lujuria<br />incertidumbre y nostalgias<br />enviame un susurro<br />desde la ciudad luz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-6100019869823649011?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-2235501375402010082009-01-22T20:24:00.000-08:002009-02-17T12:18:42.203-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SXlGv--pcNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OgjCza7zJ18/s1600-h/dolls04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294340627124285650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SXlGv--pcNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OgjCza7zJ18/s320/dolls04.jpg" border="0" /></a> Articulada, manipulada<br />Tira de mi cuerda<br />quizas escuches<br />las perversiones mas deseadas<br />como una muñeca<br />como la barbie de tus sueños<br />quieres tenerme hueca por dentro<br />te demuestro que<br />el aire no esta en mi cabeza<br />sino entre mis manos<br />Pobre de tu iconcencia absurda<br />lo bizarro se te hizo cotidiano<br />mal intepretaste mis sonidos<br />y la oscuridad te persigue.<br />Pobre iluso me subestimaste<br />pobre idiota creiste que ibas a ganar<br />pero la vida te jugó en contra<br />la soledad te comerá<br />nunca escaparás.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-223550137540201008?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-28721580967891111242008-12-30T11:45:00.000-08:002008-12-30T12:00:30.758-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SVp90BnOSbI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4IHNJUKnBi8/s1600-h/me.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285675445412317618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SVp90BnOSbI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4IHNJUKnBi8/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La luz tenue en la frente<br />la mirada cautiva<br />el momento justo para atacar<br />como un felino<br />clavo mis garras en su garganta<br />aprieto fuerte<br />y disfruto cada segundo<br />de su agonía,<br />me quiebro,<br />me pregunto que hago,<br />pero se que en mi esta ese ser<br />ese odio en el cual quiero desahogar,<br />a veces me debato entre el bien y el mal<br />soy la imperfección en persona,<br />soy perfectamente imperfecta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-2872158096789111124?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-52185681150661799182008-04-10T13:55:00.001-07:002008-04-10T14:00:59.056-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_5__HlZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAF4/L5ewhenQdf0/s1600-h/Sad+dog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187724543121805922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_5__HlZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAF4/L5ewhenQdf0/s320/Sad+dog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_5-wHlZ0lI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aJfDojraftA/s1600-h/Sad+dog.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Ausente,solitario</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">despertar sin sueños,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el calor del cuerpo</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">se fue tan rápido,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">quizas la tristeza</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">me tomó por sorpresa</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y dejé de sentir</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">mirando a los ojos de extraños,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">sé porque me invade la angustia.<br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5218568115066179918?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-10654932532101179092008-04-10T13:52:00.001-07:002008-04-10T13:54:46.669-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_5-InlZ0kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3WwWSUYQzbk/s1600-h/Happines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187722507307307586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_5-InlZ0kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3WwWSUYQzbk/s320/Happines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Soledad en los ojos,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">tu garanta no deja salir</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el sonido esperado, </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el grito de ayuda, </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">triste mañana </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">para la felicidad</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ahoga en llanto </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aquel dolor,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ese que te quitó</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">la dulce mirada.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-1065493253210117909?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-25704113738140663822008-04-08T15:08:00.001-07:002008-04-08T15:11:11.476-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_vs8kul46I/AAAAAAAAAFg/TVwiQBhVXOw/s1600-h/garage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186999921242661794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R_vs8kul46I/AAAAAAAAAFg/TVwiQBhVXOw/s320/garage.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sur le garage,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">mes yeux regarde</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">le ciel bleu</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">le orange et le rouge</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">autour de moi</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">le verd sur ma tête.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">je ne comprend pas</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">rien rien rien rien.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-2570411373814066382?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-52144792498968348562008-02-28T18:54:00.000-08:002008-02-28T19:00:29.497-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R8d0Q1wmRvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZG-wN-A60a8/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172230529715947250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R8d0Q1wmRvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZG-wN-A60a8/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-19.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Search and find<br />Use and destroy<br />wasted land.<br />Human but not it all.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5214479249896834856?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-15645451520004847392008-02-28T18:32:00.001-08:002008-02-28T18:39:26.860-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R8du4lwmRuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/apE_OySZuc8/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172224615545980642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R8du4lwmRuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/apE_OySZuc8/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-18.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sabores y aromas<br />recorrí con mis sentidos,<br />percibí la esencia de un ser<br />lejano a todas mis vivencias.<br />Me atrapó, me desnudó,<br />me dejó libre en esta tierra.<br />Agradezco mi locura naturaleza,<br />el instinto fue más fuerte y aprendí<br />que en esta selva<br />hasta el cazador puede ser cazado.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-1564545152000484739?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-42366304523842537502008-01-19T13:18:00.001-08:002008-01-21T17:02:14.985-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R5JpTEBHpZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f5zzv9X8MLE/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+17.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R5JpTEBHpZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f5zzv9X8MLE/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157300299509507474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">We were exposed</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">to the dark side </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">only my </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">childhood memories </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">make me feel</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">a real person</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">because thinking</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">about today </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I want to be</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">a child again.</span></span><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-4236630452384253750?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-709200445113883792008-01-19T12:36:00.001-08:002008-01-19T12:46:53.586-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R5JfjEBHpYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zmyiWP3g2R8/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/R5JfjEBHpYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zmyiWP3g2R8/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157289579271136642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Luz latente en mi<br />cada partícula de aire<br />penetra en mi sangre<br />fluyo como el río<br />terciopelo azul,<br />no dejes de acariciar mi cuerpo<br />y bañar en mis costas<br />con rayos de vida.<br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-70920044511388379?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-28031689903034884812007-11-16T21:48:00.000-08:002007-11-16T21:55:17.144-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz6BTgrUZAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U4HHTg4sOHQ/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+15.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz6BTgrUZAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U4HHTg4sOHQ/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133682797438067714" border="0" /></a>Pinta los cielos y las paredes<br />recorre con el pincel y el aerosol<br />el lienzo que se presenta ante tus ojos<br />cúbrelo de magia eterna<br />salpica de colores<br />esta pequeña superficie de tu inspiración<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-2803168990303488481?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-42369002836400867832007-11-16T21:39:00.001-08:002007-11-16T21:47:39.818-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz5-ngrUY_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/qDW-Pr4DU6Y/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz5-ngrUY_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/qDW-Pr4DU6Y/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679842500568050" border="0" /></a>There are Sparks<br />in my eyes<br />only the shine<br />cover me<br />this night<br />in my dreams<br />I feel the heat<br />that you left<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-4236900283640086783?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-41606098491995385782007-10-24T19:17:00.000-07:002007-10-24T19:21:37.353-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rx_9BN_cYeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZnUH_Z6HcYg/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rx_9BN_cYeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZnUH_Z6HcYg/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125093098348372450" border="0" /></a><br />Quién soy?<br />Qué soy?<br />Cómo soy?<br /><br />Quién sos?<br />Qué sos?<br />Cómo sos?<br /><br />YO<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-4160609849199538578?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-3305141307236940902007-10-24T19:04:00.000-07:002007-10-24T19:11:29.304-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rx_6A9_cYdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sRvHRjHhGcw/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rx_6A9_cYdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sRvHRjHhGcw/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125089795518521810" border="0" /></a><br />Hoy con los ojos al cielo<br />puedo sentir que mis manos,<br />pequeñas a lo lejos,<br />no dejan que caiga<br />me llevan a caminos inciertos<br />nuevas experiencias recorro con ellas<br />y son mi guia cuando en la oscuridad<br />la pequeña luz se acaba.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-330514130723694090?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-81755938665933528462007-09-24T21:48:00.001-07:002009-02-17T12:05:28.528-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SZsYhMW4arI/AAAAAAAAAJs/kOslZeXEPk0/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/SZsYhMW4arI/AAAAAAAAAJs/kOslZeXEPk0/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303859944690838194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RviTSkhZyAI/AAAAAAAAADU/VVd-6I9lAeg/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RviTSkhZyAI/AAAAAAAAADU/VVd-6I9lAeg/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113999324129904642" border="0" /></a>No hace falta,<br />si rodeado estás<br />de lo que necesitas.<br />Surtido de imágenes<br />desean que los tomes,<br />la indesición,<br />por tanto<br />ataque visual<br />termina de contaminar<br />mi búsqueda.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-8175593866593352846?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-72480272002666328072007-09-20T19:29:00.001-07:002007-09-20T19:41:31.472-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvMueUhZx_I/AAAAAAAAADM/tTGu9-7af6c/s1600-h/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvMueUhZx_I/AAAAAAAAADM/tTGu9-7af6c/s320/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112481100435408882" border="0" /></a>Con su taco<br />le rompió los huesos,<br />desmayado<br />cayó del dolor,<br />ella sin pestañear le dijo<br />solo tenías que pedir por favor...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-7248027200266632807?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-81446621707588002892007-09-19T12:08:00.000-07:002007-09-19T12:12:08.962-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvF0JfLxgrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Q-tyzTaELys/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography+09a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvF0JfLxgrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Q-tyzTaELys/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography+09a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111994758380749490" border="0" /></a>Arquitectura...<br />solo eso,<br />Fascinante.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-8144662170758800289?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-51334940249810017502007-09-19T11:09:00.001-07:002008-01-21T17:08:40.229-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvFuxPLxgpI/AAAAAAAAACo/aRY5VjIJOhI/s1600-h/surullinen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RvFuxPLxgpI/AAAAAAAAACo/aRY5VjIJOhI/s320/surullinen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111988844210782866" border="0" /></a><br />Only in my mornings<br />my eyes are so cold<br />But in the afternoon<br />the oranges clouds<br />make me smile<br />with the memories<br />of my new days.<br />No more sadness to me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5133494024981001750?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-89305743946648349802007-09-02T21:16:00.001-07:002007-09-02T21:20:34.266-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtuK1rGkNII/AAAAAAAAAB4/VN9ZjT2x4-4/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtuK1rGkNII/AAAAAAAAAB4/VN9ZjT2x4-4/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105827257262552194" border="0" /></a>Je me suis allée<br /> et<br />Je me suis perduée<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-8930574394664834980?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-73808643238023204402007-08-29T22:03:00.000-07:002007-08-29T22:20:15.023-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtZTXrGkNHI/AAAAAAAAABw/7TiS9AUYjEE/s1600-h/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtZTXrGkNHI/AAAAAAAAABw/7TiS9AUYjEE/s320/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104358893843395698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tus labios<br />el recuerdo preciado<br />Tus ojos<br />mi guía en el camino<br />Tu amor<br />el que llevare por siempre...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-7380864323802320440?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-70341859894117236452007-08-27T23:14:00.000-07:002007-08-27T23:17:45.127-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtO99LGkNFI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9v_6VQGdKI/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtO99LGkNFI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9v_6VQGdKI/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103631661390902354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Como si fuera yeso,<br />como si fuera suelo,<br />como si fueran pedazos de mi piel.<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-7034185989411723645?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-56815897428811550552007-08-27T22:39:00.000-07:002007-08-27T22:58:13.288-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtO4tbGkNEI/AAAAAAAAABY/KtDvWiX_8b0/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtO4tbGkNEI/AAAAAAAAABY/KtDvWiX_8b0/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103625893249823810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Desesperante agonía<br />que vino con la niebla<br />La noche tumbada de espalda<br />golpeó mis vertebras<br />El susurro de la voz calmante<br />acobijó mi oscuridad y<br />la luz es más intensa en mis pupilas.<br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5681589742881155055?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-17994561064017591272007-08-26T23:42:00.000-07:002007-08-26T23:44:35.445-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtJywbGkNDI/AAAAAAAAABM/TxUxKCQaJzo/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103267503998776370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtJywbGkNDI/AAAAAAAAABM/TxUxKCQaJzo/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Cuando a mitad de la noche</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">no te dejan dormir<br />corres hacia ella<br />con el fin de poder satisfacerte.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-1799456106401759127?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-10145274462111996492007-08-26T23:08:00.000-07:002007-08-26T23:18:21.803-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtJrMbGkNBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6KIhW-xnbi0/s1600-h/Mery+Fields+Photography.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103259188942091282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RtJrMbGkNBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6KIhW-xnbi0/s320/Mery+Fields+Photography.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tentaculos</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tinta</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Oscuro y profundo</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Lejano y misterioso</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-1014527446211199649?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-54399726294138334432007-08-16T18:46:00.000-07:002007-08-27T23:19:37.180-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RsUHUbGkM_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ABLjJsFbFCs/s1600-h/laguna+de+los+padres-contraluz01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/RsUHUbGkM_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ABLjJsFbFCs/s320/laguna+de+los+padres-contraluz01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099490200521028594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Espejo en el agua,<br />las siluetas deformadas<br />los ojos asombrados<br />pupilas contraidas,<br />la felicidad,<br />solo con mirar a la luz.<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5439972629413833443?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289817234755745066.post-57475216950931537992007-08-16T17:55:00.000-07:002007-11-16T22:01:56.634-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz6DKwrUZBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VHPUGbDS7ps/s1600-h/corralon01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4EyHPgIvmw/Rz6DKwrUZBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VHPUGbDS7ps/s320/corralon01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133684846137467922" border="0" /></a><br />Misterio en la noche<br />las luces dirigen<br />mi mirada atormentada<br />la oscuridad cubre<br />las superficies<br />y las sombras<br />pentran en<br />mi mente perturbada.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289817234755745066-5747521695093153799?l=cartoonfotografico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria de los Angeles Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00588982547665937991noreply@blogger.com0