Criatura del Partido



Mi primera poema en Espanol



(My first poem in Spanish)

Una poema corta

Criatura del Partido

En un estadio en Durango
Escorpion espera en una silla
Por los aficionados
Por los juegadores de futbol
El partido empiezo
El ruido del tambor
"Ole," alegria y amor
Por el equipo Durango
Animan los ninos
Un partido excitante
Pero el escorpion espera
A la sombra del poste
En la seguridad de la red
Espera por el final
El deseo un estadio vacio
El no gusta futbol
Pero gusta silencio
En el estadio
La catedral de las criaturas

Jesse A
1/17/12

A Short Poem

Creature of the Game (English)

In a stadium in Durango
A scorpion waits on a seat
For the fans
For the futbol players
The game begins
The noise of a drum
"Ole," joy and love
For the team from Durango
The children cheered
An exciting game
But the scorpion waits
Under the shade of the goalpost
In the security of the net
He waits for the final (whistle)
He wishes the stadium empty
He doesn't like futbol
But he likes silence
In the stadium
The cathedral of creatures

Jesse A
1/17/12

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