{"id":523,"date":"2016-05-17T08:37:24","date_gmt":"2016-05-17T06:37:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/apoesia9\/?p=523"},"modified":"2016-06-06T02:38:39","modified_gmt":"2016-06-06T00:38:39","slug":"92-el-mar-por-magician","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/92-el-mar-por-magician\/","title":{"rendered":"92- El Mar. Por The Magician"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">EL MAR<\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nInmensidad hacia el horizonte<br \/>\ncon un rugido feroz.<br \/>\nBravo como el bisonte,<br \/>\ncuando golpea por estribor.<!--more--><br \/>\nNada m\u00e1s bello se esconde<br \/>\nbajo el gigante de H\u00b2O.<br \/>\nLa paz que siempre responde<br \/>\na tu lucha interior.<br \/>\nLa paz que no dejar\u00e1 que afondes,<br \/>\nsin avisar al pescador.<br \/>\nMarinero sin barco, ni tripulantes,<br \/>\nni bit\u00e1cora de pirata malhechor,<br \/>\nhazte a la mar a toda avante,<br \/>\nque para atr\u00e1s, ni en ascensor.<br \/>\nEnciende tu pipa, marino<br \/>\nde la paz o del rencor,<br \/>\nquema la le\u00f1a de pino<br \/>\npara volver a talar.<br \/>\nEcha las redes al fondo,<br \/>\nque es hora de pescar,<br \/>\nantes de que te des cuenta,<br \/>\nvolver\u00e1s a la realidad,<br \/>\nya no hay barco, ni capit\u00e1n,<br \/>\nya no hay vueltas de tuerca.<br \/>\nYa te has tragado las olas,<br \/>\nya te has echado en salmuera.<br \/>\nYa te escoci\u00f3 y te cur\u00f3,<br \/>\nYa arriaste las velas,<br \/>\necha el ancla con decisi\u00f3n.<br \/>\nque las aguas no est\u00e1n revueltas.<br \/>\nBajo el influjo de luna,<br \/>\nte revelas y te muestras<br \/>\ncomo arma segura,<br \/>\ncon las crestas puestas,<br \/>\ncon la boca abierta<br \/>\npara tragar las miserias nuestras.<br \/>\nPor la ma\u00f1ana m\u00e1s bajita,<br \/>\npor la noche en tus tacones,<br \/>\npara darte tus revolcones<br \/>\ncon los infortunados polizones.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>EL MAR &nbsp; Inmensidad hacia el horizonte con un rugido feroz. Bravo como el bisonte, cuando golpea por estribor.<\/p>\n<p> <a class=\"continue-reading-link\" href=\"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/92-el-mar-por-magician\/\"><span>Continuar leyendo<\/span><i class=\"crycon-right-dir\"><\/i><\/a> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":61,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[5,109,13,293],"class_list":["post-523","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poemas","tag-9-certamen-poemas-sin-rostro-2016","tag-mar","tag-poemas","tag-the-magician"],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/523","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=523"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/523\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/61"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=523"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=523"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.es\/apoesia9\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=523"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}