<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963</id><updated>2011-11-27T20:08:36.695-04:30</updated><category term='poesia'/><category term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>De mis locuras y manías</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4861733661041043249</id><published>2011-03-25T18:21:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2011-03-25T18:24:31.843-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Te Encontré</title><summary type='text'>Te encontré respirandome,susurrandome palabrasentre olvidos.Te encontré rezandome,para que no fueras mi olvido,te encontré en mi rostroperfumado  en vinoLamente el momento del despido,tus manos jugaban entre mis nudillos,senti tu fatiga, mezclada con el rocio.Te encontré rezandome,para que no fueras mi olvido,te encontré en mi rostroperfumado en vinoEl ayer consumio el atardecer,lamenté, recordé,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4861733661041043249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4861733661041043249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4861733661041043249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4861733661041043249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/03/te-encontre.html' title='Te Encontré'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poRsX96kcno/TY0dGvPSH_I/AAAAAAAAA-k/P1dUv0sjEn0/s72-c/corazonB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2249583938590222050</id><published>2011-03-17T09:22:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:23:12.520-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Father</title><summary type='text'>Yo te sigo en mis recuerdos,en mis pequeños juegos de encuentros,te sigo para no morirme en el intento.Te extraño, todo mi cuerpo llora tus cenizas,resguardadas en mi cuartosoy tus pedazos, soy tus ojos, tus oidos, tus manostus deseos y tus quebrantosFather...........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2249583938590222050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2249583938590222050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2249583938590222050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2249583938590222050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/03/father.html' title='Father'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8541602805649569146</id><published>2011-03-01T11:04:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2011-03-01T11:05:25.206-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Blood Hope</title><summary type='text'>Acuchille la esperanzaen busca de un porque,toda mi vida da vueltaspor doquier; te deje caer.Mi sangre se desparramaen tu sien, mutilaste el bien.No hay que pedir perdónsolo necesitas llenarmede pasión roja, que brota atu alrededor.Recuperame de esta desastrosa ocasión,vierte el rencor fuera de mi, que fluya hacia ti.Sangre de furia, sangre de rencor, de ira  y dolor </summary><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aka_CVA-WVg/TW0SMjyIVKI/AAAAAAAAA-c/F9oB2W-ztdI/s72-c/14893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-245555035487441979</id><published>2011-02-01T18:42:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:43:51.451-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><summary type='text'>Te recuerdo como la ultima vez,risueño, buscando la gloria por doquier.No hacia falta aprender a quererte,con solo verte, existia en tila perfeccion de tenerte presenteen cada momento de mis pensamientos latentes. Luchaste por la satisfaccionde lograr entenderlo que circunda mi miradamezclada con el atardecer. Si existe el cielo,tu eres la razonpor la cual dejaria atrasmis pesadillas de niñez. No</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/245555035487441979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=245555035487441979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/245555035487441979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/245555035487441979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/02/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8959718445002544814</id><published>2011-02-01T18:27:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:41:18.689-04:30</updated><title type='text'>A la mar</title><summary type='text'>Se disipa la brisa,se asoma la risa,arrebatame la prisa. Ven conmigo y mezclate con el mar,susurra agua y profundizate en un manglar. Se natural y habrá cabida a  la inmortalidad,olvidate de respirar,tus pulmones en branquias se convertirany nadaras sin dificultad. Me persigues, pero no logras alcanzarme,el mar y su vastedad te van a capturar... Oh, solo era sueño de fantasiamezclado con la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8959718445002544814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8959718445002544814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8959718445002544814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8959718445002544814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-mar.html' title='A la mar'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8639231905040111711</id><published>2011-02-01T18:24:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:25:42.450-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Juventud</title><summary type='text'>Por muchos años he sido joven,recuerdo la primera vez,el olor de un rosa,la lluvia galopando en mi piel,sin apuros, sin cimientos que romper. huele a  tierra mojada en mi,mezcla de miel y olivos,fragancia que ansía vivir. Voy recogiendo pedazos de piel, fruto codiciosoque me embriaga de placer. huele a  tierra mojada en mi,mezcla de miel y olivos,fragancia que ansía vivir.  Estoy nadando por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8639231905040111711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8639231905040111711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8639231905040111711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8639231905040111711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/02/juventud.html' title='Juventud'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8073992983944752958</id><published>2011-01-09T19:45:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:46:06.260-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sueño de mi</title><summary type='text'>Habia una vez que soñaba,soñaba con volar,volar hacia el mas allá.Quería idolatrar la magiaque hay durante la niñez,queria volver al regazode tu diván y contarhistorias de mariposas y hojasque se mezclan con el mar. Ya no puedo esperar,la edad avanza a grandes pasospor mis piel, se acerca la vejezy con ella, la irracionalidad. Me vuelvo quejumbrosa,luciendo sombreros queme hacen bizarra con la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8073992983944752958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8073992983944752958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8073992983944752958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8073992983944752958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2011/01/sueno-de-mi.html' title='Sueño de mi'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1214337522698444615</id><published>2010-11-18T15:50:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:53:05.817-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>Puedo pensar que todo es en vano,puedo someter mi cabeza a un tormento,sigo aqui, rodeada de mis libros,persiguiendo estrellas fugacesque se mezclan con el universo. No queda mas nada que decir,yo me alejo de lo que eramos,me fugo de tus brazos,de tus besos, de tus abrazos,del apreton fuerte de tus manos.me alejo sin decir adios. Despidiendome entre susurros,entre llantos callados, sin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1214337522698444615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1214337522698444615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1214337522698444615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1214337522698444615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3476472723068609421</id><published>2010-09-16T08:07:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-09-16T08:07:34.635-04:30</updated><title type='text'>No</title><summary type='text'>No me mires,no me busques,no rebusquesen el ocaso que dejé. No me tortures,no me recuerdes,no vaciles,no te mudes,no te desveles,solo di no,con sentimientocon remordimientosllorando a doquierpor mi corazon hueco.añorando lo que no podra ser,no mutiles, no desgarres,no tropiezes, no malgastes. El no es prodigioso,es necesario,es un no dicho por desesperación,por amor, por locura,por traición, por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3476472723068609421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3476472723068609421&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3476472723068609421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3476472723068609421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/09/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7235223676691872440</id><published>2010-09-09T16:58:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-09-09T17:11:33.566-04:30</updated><title type='text'>De la vid</title><summary type='text'>No lo tomes a males tiempo de olvidar,dejar atras lo que ya no existirá. No lo tomes a mal,pero mi vida, hacia otro rumba va,tu presencia ya no importará. He aprendido que los momentosson para disfrutar.Adiós disputas callejeras,las iniciadas por la necedad. Dejame sentir otros placeres mundanos,déjame volver a ser,como ayer,navegando en mar de vid,y de fondo. algún blues que me haga fluir.... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7235223676691872440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7235223676691872440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7235223676691872440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7235223676691872440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/09/de-la-vid.html' title='De la vid'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TIlT80CKQuI/AAAAAAAAA80/wAh5gpa0emc/s72-c/SPM_A0507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6721656714309501000</id><published>2010-08-25T19:53:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:55:36.076-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Tree</title><summary type='text'>El aire se me escapa entre las manos, como hojas del ayer,latentes pero ausentes. Recuerdo tu caminar tranquilo, sin apuros, andar de peregrino. Solo bastaba observarte  para lograr en mi serenidad,la cual aparecia en momentos de intranquilidad. Se mi árbol de ilusión, el que cambia, ante cada estación. El que, a pesar de morir,renace entre los clamores de mi voz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6721656714309501000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6721656714309501000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6721656714309501000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6721656714309501000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/08/tree.html' title='Tree'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/THW0Ofhi09I/AAAAAAAAA8k/OIW55O_N1Ds/s72-c/tree-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5544192852101847245</id><published>2010-08-25T19:45:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:50:32.019-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><summary type='text'>Ya no siento dolor,ya no siento pasión,te veo en el umbraldesfalleciendo sinningún pormenor. Las cicatrices se desvanecen en mi piel,sin dejar rastros del ayer,se ocultan las marcas del suplicioque engendraste a cada minuto,en mi cuerpo que dejo de sersembradío de terror. Vuelvo a ser huerto,libre de malezas, Te veo en el umbral desfalleciendo,con el puñal que yo inserté en tu costado, sin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5544192852101847245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5544192852101847245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5544192852101847245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5544192852101847245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/08/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/THWy5tXg9aI/AAAAAAAAA8c/DVigw2HU6T8/s72-c/pu%C3%B1al.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5949489310513602097</id><published>2010-08-25T19:42:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:44:29.745-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Red</title><summary type='text'>La noche me advierte de tu presencia,se avecinan tormentas fructuosasque desencadenan proezas.Debo asumir la experiencia de palparte con cuidado,aludido talento para descoser retazos ya bordados,y dejar los que yo coso en ti,Lo nuestro es anhelo ligado con nostalgia y porvenir,dos mundos muy ajenos compartiendo una interfase,un código con el mismo mensaje que se lee y se vivepara luego sucumbir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5949489310513602097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5949489310513602097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5949489310513602097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5949489310513602097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/08/red.html' title='Red'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/THWxzjpwaiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/dQ0_q5AC2jY/s72-c/adn10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1911913863243785323</id><published>2010-04-12T19:02:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:03:11.963-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Bastará</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1911913863243785323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1911913863243785323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1911913863243785323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1911913863243785323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/04/bastara.html' title='Bastará'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3775694568189209778</id><published>2010-04-08T18:24:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:27:49.781-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Blood</title><summary type='text'>La sangre brota a borbotones,trato de detenerla pero igual ya todo cambiará.Trato de respirar y la sangre me habla:" Dejame salir YA"le espeto: ¿A donde piensar ir?Necesitas de mi.Sigue su canturreta,comenta que desea salir y pasear,confundirse con la maleza, ser capaz de funcionarsin la necesidad de que yo la albergue en mis tuberias,que siguen funcionando a milMe promete que si la dejo salir, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3775694568189209778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3775694568189209778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3775694568189209778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3775694568189209778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/04/blood.html' title='Blood'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/S75tUPIZ6aI/AAAAAAAAA8I/RDSSZQQl1Nw/s72-c/20070810200942-sangre-by-sixthcrusifix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6577022735952079416</id><published>2010-04-03T11:51:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:52:46.938-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Remanso</title><summary type='text'>En la calidad de las cosas tú abarcas la tranquilidad. Yo solo quiero redimir mis exabruptos en pequeñas lagunas de paz. Solo obedecer a los testimonios que se logran  contigo en la soledad de la intimidad y la amistad….</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6577022735952079416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6577022735952079416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6577022735952079416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6577022735952079416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/04/remanso_03.html' title='Remanso'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/S7drTbUnH4I/AAAAAAAAA8A/V9ilRpbSOHg/s72-c/lagunas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1959414299975590508</id><published>2010-04-02T15:25:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:43:21.971-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Good bye</title><summary type='text'>Los recuerdos vagan en mis manos,   intentando unirse con el sudor.  Es camino de herraduras   transitado por la nostalgia  que dejo su atroz candor     La vida se carcome  En los anaqueles de mi corazón,  Ejercicio catarsico de resurrección.     Toda herida se cierra,  Las decisiones se amplían,  Los cambios se amenorizan  Para entrar a millón  En mis neuronas que harán colisión  Para un </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1959414299975590508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1959414299975590508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1959414299975590508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1959414299975590508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-bye.html' title='Good bye'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/S7ZPAIjRIWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/X8dYKLEWUfU/s72-c/sinapsisWM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-27205030941869595</id><published>2010-03-21T20:00:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:04:18.661-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Vaticinio</title><summary type='text'>Puedo decir sin reproches que lo axfisiante de esta situación es la decision de no buscar con ahondo el anclaje, las raices de los sentimientos que se arraigan en cada fibra y músculos presentes en cada uno de nosotros, listos para hacer flexión.  Se busca, se estudia, se aprende se olvida, se enmudece,  se retuercen  las condolencias  y no da ninguna explicacion razonable de lo acontecido, solo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/27205030941869595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=27205030941869595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/27205030941869595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/27205030941869595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/03/vaticinio.html' title='Vaticinio'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4504167615177774842</id><published>2010-03-17T21:09:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:22:12.908-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Moon</title><summary type='text'>La delgada linea que separa el marde la calamidad de la luna,es razón suficiente para creer en la locura.Pretendo silenciar mis caloronescon tus manos palpando las emociones.¿Luna sigilosa hacia donde me llevas?Eres corrompedora, vaticinas reprimendas.Tus manos siguen calando en mis cimientos,hasta destruirlos con todo mi consentimiento.Lunita veraniega se mas compasiva,el sigue ahondando en los </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4504167615177774842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4504167615177774842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4504167615177774842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4504167615177774842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/03/moon.html' title='Moon'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/S6GHL7U9WrI/AAAAAAAAA7M/lzEmbOAscfU/s72-c/Foto-A0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3810798596531104583</id><published>2010-03-12T21:21:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:22:29.549-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Queriendo</title><summary type='text'>Otra vez en el sitio desvelandome en sueños, subiendo escalones pasajeros  No hay brisa circundando en mi, el mar dejo de salar, la lluvia dejo de sonar, la tierra humeda se derrite por licuación, y mis poros se funden del calor.  Dejo de seguirme dejo de extrañarme dejo de abatirme. fuera de aqui estoy. dejandome ir, maldiciendo improperios  sugiriendo deseos, anhelando fugaces rafagas de miedo,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3810798596531104583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3810798596531104583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3810798596531104583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3810798596531104583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/03/queriendo.html' title='Queriendo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5524113719805639340</id><published>2010-03-12T21:19:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:19:46.195-04:30</updated><title type='text'>A-G</title><summary type='text'>Todo empieza por equivocación,Peticiones de amistad y reconsideración.Unos cocteles  de tu ánimo y pasiónvolcaron sentimientos  confusos y destractorios,propios del deseo constante hacia  lo ajeno.El viaje te aconseja lo mejor,Ya  puedo tomar la decisiónDe perjudicarme con intención,De sollozar con remordimientosY con muchos gritos de desesperación.Ruta que construí con piedras,Y en el interior </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5524113719805639340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5524113719805639340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5524113719805639340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5524113719805639340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/03/g.html' title='A-G'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4546976206559054166</id><published>2010-02-26T23:08:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:11:15.935-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sabor</title><summary type='text'>Solias relartarme cortas historias,ya no me queda nada para decir,arrastraste contigo el sabor de mi voz.¿En alguna ocasión te perdí?No recuerdo haberte soltado del carril.La vida ya no fluye,el tiempo se escurre como el sudor de mi frentecuando estas dentro de mi.el tiempo suele traicionarme, me acuchilla,utopía mal invertida de mi piel luego del fogeoque provocas con  intenciónpara luego </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4546976206559054166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4546976206559054166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4546976206559054166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4546976206559054166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/sabor.html' title='Sabor'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2642556305553208363</id><published>2010-02-16T09:26:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:27:13.098-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Asi  es</title><summary type='text'>Todo empieza aquí, no hay nada sin ti. La brisa te arranca de mi, mi piel respira por ti. No hay mas que decir, mis pensamientos, mi letargo, no te deja ir. Todo es como es, como se supone que debe ser El viento me eriza, me trae tu olor, las palabras dichas entre susurros, entre murmullos, entre risas..... Pequeña historia de logros, cielo estrellado  ocultante de deseos, de momentos. Vuelve a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2642556305553208363/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2642556305553208363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2642556305553208363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2642556305553208363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/asi-es.html' title='Asi  es'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4095427159439427425</id><published>2010-02-11T20:39:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:40:10.989-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Generación</title><summary type='text'>Generación del olvido,del contexto social reprimido,tomado  a la ligera,sin conveniencias y mucho desatino.Leemos Sartre, Quiroga, Poe,y nos sumergimos en Macondo y su resurrección.Euforia hacia Benedetti y Girondo.Somos bohemios por pasión.En muchas ocasiones carnales,no conocemos la palabra no,decimos que la sinapsises la mas pura diversión,nadamos en maquinas de Carnot,nuestro Dios es </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4095427159439427425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4095427159439427425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4095427159439427425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4095427159439427425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/generacion.html' title='Generación'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1930804754209039303</id><published>2010-02-11T20:25:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:31:04.213-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Gaucha de América Latina</title><summary type='text'>Gaucha naciste, moriste latina, mis ojos lloran tu partida,lloran mar de alfonsina extrañan la dulzura,la cigarra adolorida.. Violeta se fue,se quedo sin hojas,tu clamor la mantiene viva.  En la perseverancia, en mis voz resuena tu trinor... Cuentame el azul de tu piel, recuerdame las simples cosas, no quiero que te devore el tiempo, deseo atarte a un arbol, arbol de la sabiduria,Arbol de tu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1930804754209039303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1930804754209039303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1930804754209039303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1930804754209039303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/gaucha-de-america-latina.html' title='Gaucha de América Latina'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/S3Sn7goTjaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/atQjoQlP1LU/s72-c/mercedes_sosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6255269299321729213</id><published>2010-02-11T20:24:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:24:28.546-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Todo</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6255269299321729213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6255269299321729213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6255269299321729213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6255269299321729213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/todo_11.html' title='Todo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4247758440827848356</id><published>2010-02-01T20:27:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:29:24.786-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Fringe</title><summary type='text'>Conocen  tan poco,  Viven sin asombro, Sin remedios, Sin constancia, Con recelo, Con carencia, con amargura Sin talentos.  Viven a través de otros deseos, Deseos hurtados,  no hay sentimientos propios. Raza paria deja de robarme los criterios,  No espíes en mi diseño Brocca,  Ni tampoco emules los pensamientos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4247758440827848356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4247758440827848356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4247758440827848356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4247758440827848356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/02/fringe.html' title='Fringe'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4314984577371943305</id><published>2010-01-28T12:30:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:30:54.412-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Mas alla del universo</title><summary type='text'>Aquí sentada en el sillón,tomo mis recuerdosy los hago volar.No es cuestion de preferencia,es aventurar, es reencarnar,vivir ante el suspenso de caery volverme a sostener.Eres tu, soy yo, mezclados por la perfeccion del ser..Con moretones, tropezones y todos los ones que puedas imaginar,contar mas alla de lo que vemos,sentir sin haber tocado, solo percibido, olfatiado.Toma mi libro, leelo entero,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4314984577371943305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4314984577371943305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4314984577371943305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4314984577371943305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-alla-del-universo.html' title='Mas alla del universo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4193883170591833493</id><published>2009-12-30T11:11:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:13:27.621-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Carmesí</title><summary type='text'>Tu vienes, tu vasen rumbo direccionaldejando rastros de cenizas a doquier....Solo queda la ventisca del diluvio,solo queda tu perfume rondando el perimetro,espejos circulares que aromatizan mi sangreproducto de mi amor tortuoso y flagelanteque rivaliza con mi interior..Rojo violeta, rojo carmesídesparramado por ti...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4193883170591833493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4193883170591833493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4193883170591833493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4193883170591833493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/12/carmesi.html' title='Carmesí'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4275791336298312357</id><published>2009-12-30T11:01:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:09:45.788-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Reptil</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4275791336298312357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4275791336298312357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4275791336298312357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4275791336298312357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/12/reptil.html' title='Reptil'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6751715568568502490</id><published>2009-12-21T22:21:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:13:01.000-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Soliloquio</title><summary type='text'>Siempre coincido con el hecho de manifestar y acreditar las argumentos en los cuales sustento mis pensamientos . Este año ha sido decisivo para asumir un rumbo.Ha sido un año de nuevas amistades,metas y proyectos que forman un entramado muy partícular en lo que denominamos "La esencia de la vida", lo que trae consigo una simple reflexión ¿Que estamos haciendo con la vida?.Personalmente puedo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6751715568568502490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6751715568568502490&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6751715568568502490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6751715568568502490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/12/soliloquio.html' title='Soliloquio'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1040073875017912373</id><published>2009-11-22T01:25:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:27:15.029-04:30</updated><title type='text'>☺☻♥♦♣♠•◘○◙♂♀♪♫☼►◄</title><summary type='text'>Ve hacia la pantalla,traspasa el umbral de lo posible,que tus moléculas se confundancon el vidrio del computadorEres acaro devorador de funciones obsoletas,ordenes sin lógica, en mi submundo de ideas locas.No soy la tecla escape, soy código ascii,producto que lleva información,en un ensamble que ya perdió su valor,pero es recuerdo de lo que era mejor.Formateame,pero no de raízsolo en un segundo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1040073875017912373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1040073875017912373&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1040073875017912373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1040073875017912373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='☺☻♥♦♣♠•◘○◙♂♀♪♫☼►◄'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7686254788965337500</id><published>2009-11-18T09:56:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:57:07.268-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Espacios</title><summary type='text'>Camina a mi lado,sal corriendo deteniendo el tiempo.No rompas el caminoque transita en direccion a este momento.Te he robado, te he succionado la vida,para quedarme a tu lado,he borrado de tu memoriaese andar rastrero,para que puedar volara cien km fuera de este valdio terreno.Volar sin contratiempos,planear recordando los recuerdos.Me mantienes en sueño,te veo volando, alejandote como el lucero,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7686254788965337500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7686254788965337500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7686254788965337500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7686254788965337500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/11/espacios.html' title='Espacios'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4961261387440964096</id><published>2009-11-17T19:49:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:59:48.254-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><summary type='text'>Nunca nada en el vacio,nada nada mi destino,todo con un ritmo,ritmo loco y desabrido.Desabrido e insalubre,salubre sudorproducto del forcejeo lascivo,lascivo y desalmado sentimiento de la pasión.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4961261387440964096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4961261387440964096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4961261387440964096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4961261387440964096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/11/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1216145904489077244</id><published>2009-10-22T09:51:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:52:11.751-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Prontitud</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1216145904489077244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1216145904489077244&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1216145904489077244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1216145904489077244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/10/prontitud.html' title='Prontitud'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5834108419937234502</id><published>2009-10-22T09:09:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:22:20.124-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sacrificio</title><summary type='text'>Si tú quisieras esperar por mí,lograrías alejar mis miedos de aquí.Si tú desearas quedarte sin mí,Lloraría amargamente mi devenir.Si no soñaras,ni anhelaras, ni amarasmis pensamientos defectuosos,cargados de angustia,yo los dejaría huir, para no volver a contradecir.Si te quedaras, abriría una ventana,solo para que tuvieras resguardo,de la tempestad que alojo en mi.Construiría la ventana,Con </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5834108419937234502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5834108419937234502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5834108419937234502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5834108419937234502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/10/sacrificio.html' title='Sacrificio'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SuBhNEf1TyI/AAAAAAAAA50/D8kKSagNHUc/s72-c/Ventana+con+vistas+Juana+Leira+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-365859138630470421</id><published>2009-10-21T22:39:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:23:14.770-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><summary type='text'>Recuérdame como la primera vez, ansiosa, ligera, risueña. Recuérdame como si hubiera sido ayer. Que el tiempo te mantenga en mí, que tu memoria abarque las veces que estuve allí. Permíteme devorar las neuronas de otro vivir, la única sinapsis que sobrevivirá son las tuyas junto a mi.Cuando te percates de que yo no este allí, por que la vejez me llego al fin, recuerda que yo solo vivo para ti.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/365859138630470421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=365859138630470421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/365859138630470421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/365859138630470421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SuBjw2G8AVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/g-yVCRnSjqI/s72-c/recuerdos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5702890007476941371</id><published>2009-09-15T08:50:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:51:40.135-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Guernica</title><summary type='text'>Todo regado por doquier,La lluvia se propaga,Me moja, me mata.Voy recogiendo las migajas,Voy rescatándote de las miradas,Necesito distracción,No trates de aniquilarMi gusto por la batalla,Deja que te limpieLa sangre con cortadas.Esta es nuestra Guernica,Persistencia eterna,Entrelazada con lamentos,Resentimiento y añoranza.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5702890007476941371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5702890007476941371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5702890007476941371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5702890007476941371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/09/guernica.html' title='Guernica'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/Sq-UyVs0NEI/AAAAAAAAA5M/1y7tGZRIz1o/s72-c/picasso_guernica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5261689583575918565</id><published>2009-09-03T18:23:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:28:52.066-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Vicio</title><summary type='text'>Explícame lo inexplicable,enséñame la práctica.Escúchame con calma dentro de la trampa que construí,para no aferrarme a ti.Olvídame, pero recuérdameen el lugar que profanamos en sigilo,Cállate pero háblame entre sabanas, hazlo como la última vez que te vi.Eres mi vicio y virtud, principio del caosque siempre quiero sucumbir.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SqBJ1XiqhZI/AAAAAAAAA48/16tIdGgXfVQ/s72-c/Todas+las+fotos+218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1262117015037603447</id><published>2009-09-03T18:21:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:22:32.970-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sastería</title><summary type='text'>Llevo cosidos a mi piel,deseos, instintos,pedazos de el,de ti, de mi,de aquel...Llevo atadoslos momentos,los designios,tu perfume,mi perfume,el olor, el sabordel roce que ya se fue.Soy retazos,soy fieltro, gabardina,de todo lo que toqué,besé.Por ahora quiero ser seda,traslucida, suave, ligeraser mi propia costurera</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8943919647265967699</id><published>2009-07-09T22:07:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:10:25.061-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Creí</title><summary type='text'>En muchas cosas he creído,   creí en la búsqueda,   creí en el deber,   creí en la certidumbre,   creí en el horizonte,   creí en el hacer.      Hoy no creo en nada,   hoy creo en el desasosiego,   hoy creo en lamento,   Hoy de alguna manera muy estupida creo en ti,   Hoy de una manera loca creo en mí.Hoy por hoy, creo en mis reglas,reglas del porvenir, de mi devenir.      </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8943919647265967699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8943919647265967699&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8943919647265967699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8943919647265967699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/07/crei.html' title='Creí'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2909750869057398352</id><published>2009-06-26T22:21:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:22:02.790-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Mar</title><summary type='text'>  Amordázame, sujétame,  Que el viento susurre   Lo que no debes decir,  Lo que debes callar.     No pretendo llegar a ningún lugar,  Solo quiero fluir, solo quiero naufragar,  Que las lágrimas derramadas sean mar.  Que todo me sepa a sal,   Que todo me sepa a paz.     La tempestad no me hará dar marcha atrás,  La tempestad será la bandera de persecución,  Es instrumento de salvación,  Desgarrara</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2909750869057398352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2909750869057398352&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2909750869057398352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2909750869057398352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/mar.html' title='Mar'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SkWJSNaMbfI/AAAAAAAAA3A/KZY44a7hEj8/s72-c/agua2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2324507297412611144</id><published>2009-06-24T22:55:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:58:54.381-04:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>Un Adios</title><summary type='text'>Te digo adiós,  Tengo que hacerlo,  Tengo que desalojarte de mi ámbito,  Es mejor así.    Se que buscaras las respuestas,  No las obtendrás,  Se que no comprenderás esta decisión,  Ahora te la cuento.     Te cuento que no habrá nadie como tu,  Bizarro, especial, cariñoso,    Pero somos un par de egoístas que no Pensamos en los demás.    Yo debo construir mi futuro,  Y no esta aquí,  Está a una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2324507297412611144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2324507297412611144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2324507297412611144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2324507297412611144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-adios.html' title='Un Adios'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4484916901675389766</id><published>2009-06-22T22:19:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:19:57.991-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Que se hace</title><summary type='text'>¿Que se hace  cuando se pierde la esperanza? ¿Cuando no sientes nada? ¿ Cuando todo lo que haces es desgraciante? ¿Que se hace cuando te das cuenta de que han pasado años y se sigue pecando y cayendo en los mismo errores? ¿Que decision se debe tomar? ¿Que decision se toma, cuanto tu alma esta viciada? ¿Que hacer, cuando sabes que has hundido la llaga del infortunio?. ¿Que se debe hacer cuando has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4484916901675389766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4484916901675389766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4484916901675389766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4484916901675389766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/que-se-hace.html' title='Que se hace'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1725059360289077695</id><published>2009-06-22T21:31:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:31:38.123-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Escalera</title><summary type='text'>En el último peldaño estoy, sucumbiendo para no dejarme morir. No haces nada para prevenir el desastre que va a ocurrir. ¿Por qué insistes en mí? ¿Cual es la razón para no dejarme rodar por la escalera? Yo solo quiero sentir el dolor que causa los golpes producidos por el descenso. El dolor me hace vivir, me enseña a recordar que todo es mas importante si aprendo a sonreir. El sonreir es aceptar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1725059360289077695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1725059360289077695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1725059360289077695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1725059360289077695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/escalera.html' title='Escalera'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6080447947146367402</id><published>2009-06-22T21:24:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:24:41.464-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Cancerigena</title><summary type='text'>Mis actos y pensamientos son oncológicos, multiplicación  exacerbada de contaminación, desidia y desilusión.     Me gustaría tener el don de la misura, saber hasta que punto no debo perder el control.  Soy caja de Pandora, virulenta, hostil.  Traigo desolación, desconsuelo, humillación.     Defectos a doquier, las virtudes desaparecieron, ya no hay nada bueno que se pueda obtener de este cuerpo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6080447947146367402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6080447947146367402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6080447947146367402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6080447947146367402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancerigena.html' title='Cancerigena'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5914623441110241378</id><published>2009-06-09T21:34:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:38:26.028-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Confesión</title><summary type='text'>  Empecé  A Sentir,  Comencé A  Relucir,  No Permitiré Que Me Arrebaten  El Sentimiento De Plenitud.     Debo Confesar Que Me Importa  Un Comino Lo Que Piensas De Mi,  Igual Yo Seguiré Siendo Quien Era Antes,  Con O Sin Ti.     Yo Soy Brillante,  Tú Fútil, Nimio, Hazmerreír.  Ando Sin Tacto,  Estoy Siendo Muy Cruel,  Pero A Estas Alturas  Ya Todo Me “Sabe A Shit”     Soy Bufón  Soy Arlequín,  Lo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5914623441110241378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5914623441110241378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5914623441110241378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5914623441110241378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/confesion.html' title='Confesión'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/Si8VXXW6AhI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/udR0_H6Xi5A/s72-c/voynich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4044047860888057368</id><published>2009-06-08T11:10:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:10:54.356-04:30</updated><title type='text'>No mas</title><summary type='text'>No me desgarres, no me tortures más,tu luz esta incandescente quema aun mas mi ceguedadvas rompiendo la poca vida que yace en mí.    Ya no eres foco de destrucción,ya no eres más mi torturador.Sigo herida, sigo consumida,tus uñas son vinculo de insanidad,continuas con tu capricho de herirYa no eres foco de destrucción,ya no eres mas mi torturador.Seguirás intentándolo,tu acoso ya no me hace </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4044047860888057368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4044047860888057368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4044047860888057368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4044047860888057368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-mas.html' title='No mas'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1973331418392498286</id><published>2009-06-05T01:05:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:11:11.153-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Encuentrame</title><summary type='text'>  Te encontré en los recuerdos,dibuje tu rostro en el papelpara no dejarte en el olvido.¿Donde estas? ¿Donde estas?te pregunté, y se extinguió mi grito,se perdió entre el tumulto,se extravío en los ecos de mi vozEncuéntrame por favor,encuentra la salida,encuéntrala de nuevo,búscala a tu alrededor.¿Donde estas? ¿Donde estas?te pregunté, y se extinguió mi grito,se perdió entre el tumulto,se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1973331418392498286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1973331418392498286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1973331418392498286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1973331418392498286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/06/encuentrame.html' title='Encuentrame'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SiivjB3kpKI/AAAAAAAAA14/EvKks9URBqA/s72-c/darkqueenbyanarashako0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6989610759555035905</id><published>2009-05-28T22:10:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:10:41.288-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Quiereme</title><summary type='text'>Quiereme como soy,imperfecta,  instintiva, subjetivaQuiereme y no preguntes como,solo hazlo, no hay necesidad de buscarotra forma mas compleja o sutil.Quiereme cuando la lluvia deje de existir.quiereme cuando no haya más porvenir.Que ilusión y desilusión,todo a la vez,todo al unísono,todo revuelto,todo marañatodo y sin el.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2519712209581366993</id><published>2009-05-18T13:49:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:06:32.225-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Chau Mario</title><summary type='text'>Ayer te despediste del mundo terrenal,hoy, formas parte de la inmortalidad.Vives en el pensamiento,en las páginas que redactastehace mucho tiempo atras.Has dejado una huellaimborrable en mi corazón,la sencillez estuvo presenteen cada frase que tu pluma esgrimió.Agradezco inmensamente el sentido de la vista,el que me permitio en conjunto con mi lagrimas,con mi risa, recordar lo maravilloso de la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2519712209581366993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2519712209581366993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2519712209581366993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2519712209581366993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayer-te-despediste-del-mundo-terrenal.html' title='Chau Mario'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/ShGmvu8-cjI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/HbQ3TXFi4jk/s72-c/benedetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4589832861440180296</id><published>2009-05-14T22:25:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:30:00.061-04:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>Cultivo</title><summary type='text'>  Quiero sembrarme,quiero cultivarmeen toda tu raíz,en tu génesis.Quiero floreceren las tempestades,en las lluvias torrenciales.Ser la planta escondidaen el baúl de tu sabiduría,ser la sangre que fluyadentro de mí y de ti.Ser simbiosis,ser perenne,ser asertiva,ser servil.En mi impaciencia declaro que soy paciente,en mi intranquilidad pregono serenidad.En fin, lo que en verdad quiero serlo que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4589832861440180296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4589832861440180296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4589832861440180296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4589832861440180296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/quiero-sembrarme-quiero-cultivarme-en.html' title='Cultivo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SgzZ35frp0I/AAAAAAAAA00/W2_tFM1bCRM/s72-c/joan-miro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7934928340506485503</id><published>2009-05-13T21:55:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:55:35.972-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Mantenme</title><summary type='text'>Respírame, sacúdeme, agítame,  olvídame y recuérdame,  que sea tu penitencia diaria.     Bébeme, cómeme, castígame,  desgárrame sin conciencia,  sin evasivas, sin piedad.     Mantenme atada, relajada,  un poco sumisa,  bastante tranquila.  Mantenme apurada,  sosténgame en vigilia,     Tenme con lujuria,  siempre con hambruna,  siempre con más…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7934928340506485503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7934928340506485503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7934928340506485503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7934928340506485503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/mantenme.html' title='Mantenme'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4803094793878811880</id><published>2009-05-08T20:33:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:38:41.231-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Eternidad</title><summary type='text'>Quiero mantenerte en mi,quiero que te hagas presente aqui,en el abismo que formé cuando te vi partir.Aqui te espero, como lo hizo una vez Penelope,te espero sin mesura, con la imagen fija hacia el firmamentoRecordando lo que ha de venir.Apresura tu recorrido,hasta presente sin ningún previo aviso.Demuestra que valio la pena tanto sufrir.Veras que no habrá nadie, solo esta tu sombra,en cada pedazo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4803094793878811880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4803094793878811880&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4803094793878811880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4803094793878811880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/eternidad.html' title='Eternidad'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SgTXTax5XsI/AAAAAAAAA0c/5_QtOd5eDu4/s72-c/penelope20classic20images8qh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4591687971348264034</id><published>2009-05-06T08:08:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:11:48.947-04:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>Cronos</title><summary type='text'> He buscado la manera más idónea de relucir lo abstracto de mis conceptos, es agobiante, realmente estresante el hecho de desear tantas cosas y ver el tiempo pasar sin ningún contratiempo.Es un infame que me roba el aliento, me despoja de mis secretos, me exilia hacia el infierno. El tiempo tiene conciencia de lamentos, devastador sin pretextos, actúa según su propio convencimiento, es veloz y al</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4591687971348264034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4591687971348264034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4591687971348264034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4591687971348264034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/cronos.html' title='Cronos'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SgGFQw598XI/AAAAAAAAA0U/W_t_R2h2_Cg/s72-c/via02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1180303237264475751</id><published>2009-05-01T22:23:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:24:06.398-04:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>Tu</title><summary type='text'>En el momento menos incomprendido,  lo comprendido se asomó,  en busca de mis infortunios,  observé una luz,  luz titilante que tu reflejo dio.     ¿Que buscas en tanta lejanía?  Es una situación tan arbitraria e injusta.  Es mi momento de tensión con  Un poco de amor y migajas de resignación.     No es suficiente, no basta   este embrollo enloquecedor,  Que salio de toda esta explosión.     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1180303237264475751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1180303237264475751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1180303237264475751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1180303237264475751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/05/tu.html' title='Tu'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5351101877419693644</id><published>2009-04-27T11:51:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:57:56.461-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Menester</title><summary type='text'> Cuando no sea necesario tenerte, ese día he muerto, ese día me disperso. Vagare en tus recuerdos, viviré en tus momentos, vigilare sigilosamente tus pormenores. Y en el momento que decida irme sin retorno, recuerda que no quería hacerlo, pero debo marcharme para iniciar el nuevo trayecto.Solo soy una sombra, sombra de tus actos, de tu amor, de tu empeño.De tu perseverancia, de lo vivido en cada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5351101877419693644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5351101877419693644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5351101877419693644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5351101877419693644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/menester.html' title='Menester'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SfXc7kpHLHI/AAAAAAAAAzk/GDWXVtluSmI/s72-c/8e5b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4764980109025419870</id><published>2009-04-26T20:19:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:33:34.259-04:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathy'/><title type='text'>Acerca del pensamiento</title><summary type='text'>Contemplando la existencia en silencio,Sin remedio estoy,derrumbando los precipiciosde un encierro sin control.¿Cuando será el díaque pueda abrir mis alas y volar?Ya estoy lista para despegar,despegar y no volver jamás.Anhelo los riesgos,atesoro los momentos.Es momento de dejar atras los caprichos,y asumir todos los reproches,y  no caer en los vicios.Esta vez, en este ínfimo segundo,quiero dejar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4764980109025419870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4764980109025419870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4764980109025419870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4764980109025419870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/acerca-del-pensamiento.html' title='Acerca del pensamiento'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SfUMXU0pSxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/sWrerr9D7tY/s72-c/302415_3250776284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-491027285013265455</id><published>2009-04-22T18:08:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:11:41.189-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Soy</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/491027285013265455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=491027285013265455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/491027285013265455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/491027285013265455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/soy.html' title='Soy'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/Se-dHNvjN0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/fCpa9WDlVVI/s72-c/soy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-766400769388357432</id><published>2009-04-12T13:28:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:41:47.404-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Dedicación</title><summary type='text'> Somos evidencia contundente del esfuerzo,  Somos mar de sentimientos resguardados,queriendo florecer más allá del tormento,  Más allá de los encuentros furtivos,encuentros lejanos, momentos certeros.El agobio suele invadir los espacios,espacios que gritan por ser vertidos de deseos,ser cultivados en los terrenos del conocimiento.Esperando el acontecimiento,  De reconocer nuestros defectosy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/766400769388357432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=766400769388357432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/766400769388357432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/766400769388357432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/dedicacion.html' title='Dedicación'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SeIuy486DfI/AAAAAAAAAwU/cQ0sF6SY2ho/s72-c/esfuerzo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4798059564968985767</id><published>2009-04-12T12:10:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:20:00.471-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Juramento</title><summary type='text'> Un juramento para proseguir,  Un tratado para no olvidar,  Acuerdo para recordar,  Para volver al comienzo  Y  obtener un mejor fin.     Quiero hacer un pacto,  No quiero cláusulas,  No quiero impedimentos   Anhelo cercanía presente en la lejanía,   Espero firmemente tu llegada,  Destinada a una posible salvación.  A ese instante que llena de gozo  Todo mí alrededor.     Todavía sigue latente  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4798059564968985767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4798059564968985767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4798059564968985767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4798059564968985767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/juramento.html' title='Juramento'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SeIa06UKQ-I/AAAAAAAAAwM/4IcjQ3Xq660/s72-c/20090130182356-pacto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-9063923506990580334</id><published>2009-04-06T22:19:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:27:13.415-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Amnesia</title><summary type='text'>   Yo quiero adquirir trozos,  Fragmentos, instantes,   Algún aroma que solo tu cuerpo pueda transferir.  Lamentablemente no tengo ni un solo recuerdo de ti,  Se mezclaron con el viento, y el viento ya no persiste aquí,  Se alejaron los momentos,  para dejar de existir.     Todo tiene una razón de ser,  Razón para aprender,  Para olvidar, para reanudar  Para reincidir.  La razón ya no habita en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/9063923506990580334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=9063923506990580334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/9063923506990580334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/9063923506990580334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/amnesia.html' title='Amnesia'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SdrAONzZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAvg/TrFcwEiuEiU/s72-c/imgedited7aq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-5017833376747541634</id><published>2009-04-05T18:52:00.007-04:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:09:23.037-04:30</updated><title type='text'>En vivir</title><summary type='text'>  En realidad,En fantasía,En ilusión,En alegría,En dolor,En nostalgiaEn ridículo,En conspiración deseo vivir.Vivir sin necesidad de justificarme,libre,  sin ningún remordimientoNo tengo absolutamente nada que admitir.Vivir en peligro,vivir en pensamiento,vivir en deseo,vivir en anhelo,vivir oculta,vivir en lujuria,vivir en  tu recuerdo,vivir en tu sudormezclado con el  míovivir en compromiso,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/5017833376747541634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=5017833376747541634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5017833376747541634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/5017833376747541634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='En vivir'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SdlPAglOikI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xv6EnVIAJPA/s72-c/joan_miro_wall800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7242105331460443528</id><published>2009-03-29T22:41:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:55:52.591-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Ruinas</title><summary type='text'>  Cuando solo quede ruinas,cuando solo quede el despojo,levántate, no es necesario arrastrarte,Eso lo he aprendido en el camino,se quedaron en el olvido.A veces es necesario no pensar,solo vivir, solo sentir,solo experimentar.¿Por que me tildas?por que no vives tu felicidad,¿Acaso debes vivir amonestando a los demás?Deja de ser tan cobarde, deja de ser tan terrenal,¿Acaso no tienes nada que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7242105331460443528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7242105331460443528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7242105331460443528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7242105331460443528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/ruinas.html' title='Ruinas'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SdA52RC4aeI/AAAAAAAAAu4/t3UvZl5TTWY/s72-c/abandono-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6572485585588820485</id><published>2009-03-14T19:41:00.005-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:10:20.453-04:30</updated><title type='text'>¿A donde te fuiste alegría?</title><summary type='text'>¿Que será de la alegría,de la alegría en este planeta desolador?Es un lugar de traición, y la muy pobre se fugó,perdió la razón.Dime alegría ¿Como pudiste hacerlo?Si ya sé, te sientes traicionada y abandonada,pero yo estoy aquí, y sin ti no puedo existir.Ya lo demás no importa, yo siempre tendréun lugar en mi corazón para ti.Deja que ellos mueran, ellos no quieren vivir,no anhelan sonreír, están </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6572485585588820485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6572485585588820485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6572485585588820485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6572485585588820485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/donde-te-fuiste-alegria.html' title='¿A donde te fuiste alegría?'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SbxR5JxMdzI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BASR6udMhx8/s72-c/27-princesa20abandonada4sg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2284363079916632309</id><published>2009-03-14T13:37:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:44:58.510-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Infringir</title><summary type='text'>  ¿Crees que deberías atarme más?   ¿Crees que podrías latigarme hasta sangrar?  ¿Lo deseas verdad?  Pero tienes miedo,  Miedo de ser capaz de lastimar,  Y yo solo quiero saborear,  Solo quiero rozar.  Sabes muy bien lo lejos que puedo llegar  No pienso hacerte ningún mal,  Permíteme aniquilar con mis uñas  cualquier vestigio de castidad  y así podré dejarte en paz,  No seguir torturándote  por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2284363079916632309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2284363079916632309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2284363079916632309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2284363079916632309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/infringir.html' title='Infringir'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SbvzX0XQycI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MNRdTlKwoAg/s72-c/Sangre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3905544655497406477</id><published>2009-03-13T14:11:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:51:17.621-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Instantes</title><summary type='text'>  Solo es cuestión de instantes,a lo mejor quiero muchas cosas.Todos estamos destinados a mundos controversiales,pero lamentablemente tenemos atado el destino,y no vemos mas allá de lo que la vista permite percibir o dislumbrar,Yo solo quiero estar, ser un camino de muchos transeúntes,transeúntes desesperados en busca de libertad,y la libertad no es hacer lo que uno quiere sin preceptos,es ser </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3905544655497406477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3905544655497406477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3905544655497406477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3905544655497406477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/instantes.html' title='Instantes'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/Sbqu5wZl0JI/AAAAAAAAAuA/4m0bIlcYMik/s72-c/383577651_c20db6f72e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2015282010020816430</id><published>2009-03-09T16:24:00.005-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:18:10.426-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Laberinto</title><summary type='text'>Quisiera hoy ofrecermeeste pequeño camino,yo sé que es pedregoso,pero es ventajoso, alivia el dolor,tranquiliza el alma.Me invito a recorrer este pasaje para descubrir y recordar, para recuperar la esperanza perdidaque una vez naufragópero que hoy vuelvo a  rescatar.  Se que estoy en  el laberinto de Minos, Esta vez no seré Icaro, esta vez quiero ser Fenix,y al fin renacer de mis cenizas.y no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2015282010020816430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2015282010020816430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2015282010020816430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2015282010020816430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/laberinto.html' title='Laberinto'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SbW4CFRe2XI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fgZBG3RwtKM/s72-c/laberinto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1887318916042905165</id><published>2009-03-06T23:29:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:35:22.690-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Añoranza</title><summary type='text'>  Empiezo a sentir, deseo no prescindir de ti.  Quiero vivir, no me dejes partir,  tampoco quiero verte ir.  Solo quiero  compartir,  crear una nueva alianza que perdure,  que se alimente de nuestros pensamientos,  de nuestros anhelos, de los secretos.  Al final lo que importa es el momento,  que lo recordemos,  No quiero más lo efímero,  quiero que sea perpetuo.  Que lo atesoré, hasta que no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1887318916042905165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1887318916042905165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1887318916042905165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1887318916042905165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/anoranza.html' title='Añoranza'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SbHyGltv5MI/AAAAAAAAAtw/cPfpQU4rvIc/s72-c/luna_fenix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3202611047431343204</id><published>2009-03-04T16:44:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:59:49.197-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Templo</title><summary type='text'>  Dime que hacer contigo,  como hago para dejarte en el olvido,  enséñame a vivir sin tu recuerdo,  castiga la perseverancia  de tu roce en mi cuerpo,  desgarra mi piel,  después del último encuentro,  después de mi suspiro,  el que doy después de tanto ultraje,  después de cada sudor producido.  Nunca dejes de hacerlo,  es la sangre que recorre cada fibra  de mi templo, donde reside mi  espíritu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3202611047431343204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3202611047431343204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3202611047431343204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3202611047431343204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/templo.html' title='Templo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/Sa7xTezgiRI/AAAAAAAAAto/9Yj5RIZQDzs/s72-c/125004_deseo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-177237205975355160</id><published>2009-03-01T18:10:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:11:46.865-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sentimiento</title><summary type='text'> A mí alrededor, mesas derrumbadasA tu lado, sillas destruidasEs un confuso lugar,abarrotado de recuerdos,momentos fugaces, espacios vividos,tocados, sentidos, palpados.La adrenalina esta esparcida por el suelo,suelo del delito, piso del delirio.Trato de esquivar las sillas,pero quedo hundida en las heridasque nos infiltramos,en los rasguños producidos,en las palabras cobardes que dijimos,por que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/177237205975355160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=177237205975355160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/177237205975355160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/177237205975355160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/03/sentimiento.html' title='Sentimiento'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SasPGmwyzcI/AAAAAAAAAso/7baDxTs5fto/s72-c/recuerdos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6546256499952949882</id><published>2009-02-28T12:36:00.010-04:30</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:14:06.719-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Historia</title><summary type='text'>Esta es la historia de alguien,algún dia lo conoceré, pero igual la contare.  Es una historia turbulenta, cargada de anécdotas sangrientas, de vivencias y carencias.  Historia de metralletas y salvación, es un vida infructuosa, donde no existe salida pero está la posible redención.Queriendo dejar el pasado, pero el pasado lo persigue Quiere huir, pero no lo ha podido conseguir. Sus huellas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6546256499952949882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6546256499952949882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6546256499952949882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6546256499952949882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/02/historia.html' title='Historia'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SamCNdplBcI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Zi2OyLSRWQ8/s72-c/fondo+sangriento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3874154903546631023</id><published>2009-02-19T19:39:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:49:57.747-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Creer</title><summary type='text'>La única manera mas sutil que tengo es la de esgrimir,ayuda a fortalecer mis curiosos paradigmas, fomenta mi equilibrio,me aligera de todo nerviosismo, me encamina hacia un objetivo.  Los objetivos no deben ser utópicos, deben ser prácticos,decididos, ecológicos y muy instintivos. Deberíamos todos unirnos para confabular en un mismo destino,dejar atrás tanto odio, racismo, envidia u orgullo,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3874154903546631023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3874154903546631023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3874154903546631023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3874154903546631023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/02/creer.html' title='Creer'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SZ33IMjo86I/AAAAAAAAAsA/ab4mNiXO8io/s72-c/20070612123207-manos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-26128238785819808</id><published>2009-02-13T21:28:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:12:12.438-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Esperar</title><summary type='text'>Solo espero que hoy no sea igual que ayer,solo estoy aqui ante la inclemencia que arrastra el devenir.No quiero ser hoja que se arrastra hacia su destino,convertirse en tanino que luego veré pudrirsesin ningún final bonito.Enseñame a combatir, enseñame a sufrirpara luego volver a vivir, volver a sentir.Ya no siento dolor, ya no siento miedosolo siento desilusión, sentimiento ambiguo y sin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/26128238785819808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=26128238785819808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/26128238785819808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/26128238785819808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/02/esperar.html' title='Esperar'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SZYvWMH8uCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/v4ucyu0BgW4/s72-c/hojas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7496723418543646485</id><published>2009-02-10T13:21:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:26:05.836-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Lucha</title><summary type='text'> Debemos librarnos de las cadenas,  de las condenas de nuestra sociedad traicionera.  hoy es tiempo de alzar vuelo  para proclamar la belleza  que brota de nuestras venas,  sangre de lucha y no de pereza, sangre de combate y júbilo  presente con todas sus fuerzas inquebrantables y perecederas.      Nuestra proclama va dirigida a unificar los sentimientos,  A enlazar criterios altruistas, esos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7496723418543646485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7496723418543646485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7496723418543646485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7496723418543646485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucha.html' title='Lucha'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SZG_pzGs1NI/AAAAAAAAArg/nf5p2un6KVs/s72-c/257967_LTIQTICRNKSESRQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8670003529457761201</id><published>2009-02-08T21:17:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:40:41.497-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Silencio</title><summary type='text'>Yo lo séno tienes que decirmelo,me sofoca tu vozparloteando a mi alrededorCuando aprenderas a callar,tienes que acatar la petición YANo sabes dialogar, no existe en ti dicha capacidadpara aceptar que te has equivocadoy tu frivola sinapsis insiste en hacerte pensar que es la total verdad.Madura ya por favor,el tiempo va pasando, deja ese comportamiento tan medieval,todavia vives en tu necesidad de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8670003529457761201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8670003529457761201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8670003529457761201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8670003529457761201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/02/silencio.html' title='Silencio'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SY-QeEiIPZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/TLoaI5pV5nE/s72-c/Silencio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2688435708038551139</id><published>2009-02-05T20:56:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:26:44.538-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Yo quiero</title><summary type='text'>Yo deseo clemencia,deseo estabilidad,pero sobre todo lealtad.Deseo que desees estar,anhelo que desees tolerarla caja de pandora que reside en mi.Soy todo lo que nunca ha de ser,Soy el instante para volver a deambular,el que delimita hacia donde tendre que correr.No permitas que ande sin rumbo,no permitas que añoré lo que no habrá de pasar.Permite que recuerde lo que si ha de suceder.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SYum1fPYPUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Bti5HrIgiRA/s72-c/loto_mujer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7901409897847655456</id><published>2009-02-03T20:30:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:04:02.056-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Desasosiego</title><summary type='text'>Siempre vuelvo a caer en mi circulo vicioso.Por mas que lo evite nado entre la angustia y la desesperación.Yo seré siempre la soga que se cierne en mi cuelloYo soy el cuchillo que amedrenta contra mi salvaciónSoy un tumulto de emociones  He dejado de lado mi racionalidadhe dejado abierta la puerta que va dispuesta a aniquilar mi paz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SYjweWKomEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/exCS75cBb14/s72-c/nn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1766729667148238144</id><published>2009-01-21T20:44:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:52:38.445-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Costuras</title><summary type='text'>Te tienes que levantar,Pero nadas en sueños perturbadores,De sueños impacientes y llenos de cólera.Te resistes, no puedo ayudarte de otra manera,si solo me dejaras ser, no tendría que ocurrir así.si me dejaras estar, si me dejaras volver,todo tendría un final distinto,pero en ti persisten las pesadillas,ese deseo perturbador de caos atroz.Otra vez con tu bendita  vía de la anarquía,es la matriz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1766729667148238144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1766729667148238144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1766729667148238144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1766729667148238144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/01/costuras.html' title='Costuras'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SXfKQrIGX3I/AAAAAAAAAps/WgGAHoJN-rk/s72-c/raices.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6266571183609068972</id><published>2009-01-11T17:31:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:32:59.562-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Travesia</title><summary type='text'> Siempre herimos,siempre desilusionamos,Basta ya.   Necesitamos nutrir los ideales,necesitamos elegir el progreso, elegir lo lúdico,aminorar lo trágico, dejar atrás lo épico.     Ir rumbo a lo real,ir hacia nuestros designios,abrir caminos llenos de prosperidad,recubiertos de desafíos y contratiempos,aquellos caminos que agudicen la percepción.     Ya es momento, la travesía empieza hoy,ya es </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6266571183609068972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6266571183609068972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6266571183609068972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6266571183609068972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/01/travesia_11.html' title='Travesia'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SWpshofhLWI/AAAAAAAAApU/bVgCyt54ko4/s72-c/travesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6375902568459159804</id><published>2009-01-10T19:06:00.009-04:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:12:16.623-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Memoria</title><summary type='text'>Hoy recordé lo que habia olvidado,hoy olvidé lo que siempre habia recordado.¿Será que mi me memoria se quiere fugar?¿se me quiere escabullir?¿Que pretenderá con este juego sin fin?¿Llevarme a la locura?¿O ya la locura logró su cometido?Sera que me lo puedes advertir.Advierteme por favor,siento música a mi alrededor,ese sonido que vibra en cada fibra de mi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6375902568459159804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6375902568459159804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6375902568459159804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6375902568459159804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-record-lo-que-habia-olvidado-hoy.html' title='Memoria'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SWlODGQtkrI/AAAAAAAAAos/LffgZD7C_Uc/s72-c/memoria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1379205178657464368</id><published>2009-01-02T18:59:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:53:53.981-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Renacer</title><summary type='text'>Algo esta cambiando,cambia la brisa, cambia mi alma.Cambio perenne, constante y evasivo,no quiero que se detenga, quiero que prosiga.Toma tiempo recapitular cada instante vivido,cada abatamiento ocurrido, cada lagrima,cada promesa, cada suspiro, cada respiro.Recapitulame en todos tus sentidos,recapitulame en tu espíritu, en tus recuerdos, en tus latidos.Recuerdame cuando ya todo haya </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SV6v-0Gx6DI/AAAAAAAAAoU/23xQP3YLe84/s72-c/rocio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3653959737717363976</id><published>2008-12-30T13:14:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:50:23.848-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Deseos</title><summary type='text'>Quisiera poder volar,romper fronteras y ataduras,sin necesidad de disculpar la algarabiasolo hacerlo porque  ha de ser asi.Hacerlo porque no existe otra posibilidad,solo queda el recuerdo de lo vivido,el recuerdo de lo añorado, yo no necesito mas.Porque empeñarse en tantas tonterias,buscar respuestas  donde no hay preguntas,buscar sosiego en la tempestad.Buscalo en ti, a tu alrededor.buscalo en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3653959737717363976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3653959737717363976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3653959737717363976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3653959737717363976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/plegaria.html' title='Deseos'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SVpmLrrUYbI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sxNIUuSZspU/s72-c/pleno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6496651829991420769</id><published>2008-12-13T15:11:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:21:12.776-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Oda</title><summary type='text'>Esta es la oda, ¿Cual oda?Ni se, pero buenoes el minimo intento para lograr rimarlo que no tiene rima pero si tiene vida¿Tal vez soledad?, ¿O solo lo hago por fastidiar?A donde quiero llegar con estas pistoladas,a donde me lleve el destinoa ver mas alla de lo evidenteSi ya lo se, frase célebre de los Thundercatspero quien dijo que tenia que tener sentido o razónsolo hurgaba en mi cabeza y di con </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SUQgJyJZOrI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Wlr9Np7lYLA/s72-c/salvador_dali_allegorie_de_soie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2796857769445024477</id><published>2008-12-12T11:35:00.008-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:08:02.681-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Abstracto</title><summary type='text'> En estas circunstancias no tengo la habilidad de redactar,solo esgrimo un par de anécdotas que hacían falta para dialogar.¿Cual es el punto central de todo esto? Todavía no logro dilucidarlo,mis pensamientos están bloqueados,solo son sinapsis en un cuerpo que necesita con urgencia la capacidad de analizar.     Ya no analizo, ya no pienso, solo es el mecanismo de inercialo que me procura </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2796857769445024477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2796857769445024477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2796857769445024477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2796857769445024477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/abstracto.html' title='Abstracto'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SUKTYfZgS0I/AAAAAAAAAkg/ABdLiQvHTs8/s72-c/abstracto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-663845623583171962</id><published>2008-12-11T08:47:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:20.747-04:30</updated><title type='text'>De lo transitado</title><summary type='text'>Por fin te veo venir ¿Ha sido largo el recorrido? ¿Ha llegado a ser tu fin? ¿O solo te has perdido y retornas aqui?  Cuentame como fue, necesito saber de tu porvenir, nutrirme y saciarme de tu futil experimento, nutrirme de tu irremediable destreza  para destruir  Deja de ser asi, deja la mala costumbre de espantar la esperanza.  Quedate a disfrutar, quedate a vivir el efimero instante del </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/663845623583171962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=663845623583171962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/663845623583171962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/663845623583171962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/de-lo-transitado.html' title='De lo transitado'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SUEUkmWNmUI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nyUeK-CH1oo/s72-c/camino_01b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-4330736336873721316</id><published>2008-12-09T16:52:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:20:57.789-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Observa</title><summary type='text'>Mirame, advierteme, avisameque solo quede el pálpitono quiero rimarquiero sentirDejate de trivialidadesusa tu imaginación,usa cada centímetro de pasión,no de pasión  carnal,sino de pasión de lo olvidado,pasión de lo vivido, de lo necesitado....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/4330736336873721316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=4330736336873721316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4330736336873721316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/4330736336873721316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/observa.html' title='Observa'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/ST7oLh4ohmI/AAAAAAAAAkA/qN-hdSjtDQ0/s72-c/olvido%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8915152672864069626</id><published>2008-12-09T14:02:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:44:51.873-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Premisas</title><summary type='text'>" Dormía... dormía y soñaba que la vida no era mas que alegría. Me desperté y vi que la vida era mas que servir...  y el servir era alegría" Rabindranath Tagore"Uno hogar sin libros es como un cuerpo sin alma" Cicerón"...Y el crujir triste, vago, escalofriantede la seda de las cortinas rojasllenábame de fantásticos terrores,jamás antes sentidos.Y ahora aqui, en pie,acallando el látido de mi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8915152672864069626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8915152672864069626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8915152672864069626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8915152672864069626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/premisas.html' title='Premisas'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/ST7DlYF-YmI/AAAAAAAAAjw/nssRmGsGr0c/s72-c/premisa+del+sena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2019890239563212114</id><published>2008-12-05T19:45:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:58:15.923-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Guerra</title><summary type='text'>En esta contienda, no hay victoria solo habrá penumbra. solo habrá tragedia Deja de batallar deja de insistircomprende que mi memoria se ahoga en un mar de sal.en mar creado por la lluvia que circunda mi porvenir Deja que salga el sol, dejalo ser una vez más quien fuera hace mil años atras......... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2019890239563212114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2019890239563212114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2019890239563212114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2019890239563212114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/12/guerra.html' title='Guerra'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/STnGq2I8z9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dtpMGL0iSs0/s72-c/guernica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8308817196763928302</id><published>2008-11-12T22:15:00.001-04:30</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:20:01.170-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Perpetuo</title><summary type='text'> Quédate latente en mí,  Albérgate en un espacio   Que no te permita salir     Un lugar en el cual sienta   Que te podré encontrar  Sin necesidad del miedo  y la oscuridad.     Solo quédate para contemplar   La inmensidad de lo que te trajo hasta mí      Inmensidad que solo hallaras   En cada momento de tu vida,   Hasta que la muerte decida   Cerrar el capitulo tras mi agonía</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8308817196763928302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8308817196763928302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8308817196763928302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8308817196763928302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/11/perpetuo.html' title='Perpetuo'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SRuVw6O757I/AAAAAAAAAhw/9w3usGWkhQM/s72-c/inmensidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2864825572076582115</id><published>2008-11-04T22:13:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:01:54.771-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Acerca de lo inverosimil</title><summary type='text'>Es lastimero  el sentimiento que me embarga,la impotencia recorre mi sangre,es un cruel veneno que quiero esparcir...Haces aflorar lo mas susceptible en mi,sentimientos de agonía que no dejan de persistir...Resulta tan irónico, que tan solo con palabraslogras sacudir lo que siempre resguardo aquí...Algún día reclamaré lo que ha de ser para tí,solo por la simple razón de que todo lo que tengoes la</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2864825572076582115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2864825572076582115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2864825572076582115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2864825572076582115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/11/acerca-de-lo-inverosimil.html' title='Acerca de lo inverosimil'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SREhiWoTEdI/AAAAAAAAAho/ix0vSdfzsdU/s72-c/PierreAuguste_Renoir_127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-1584731223168034365</id><published>2008-11-01T22:18:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:53:37.828-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Suspiro</title><summary type='text'>En esta noche calurosa, la brisa arrastra el recuerdo de tu voz,  No puedo dormir, dejo de sentir.  Eres el suspiro de Hamlet, cuando todo se da por terminado  Es la clásica señal para decir  adiós, cuanto todo se ha perdido ante la inclemencia del olvido…     Llévame como desgarraste a Santiago Nasar,   Igual que Alfonsina se arrojo al mar,  Idéntico cuando decidí continuar,  El camino que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/1584731223168034365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=1584731223168034365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1584731223168034365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/1584731223168034365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/11/suspiro.html' title='Suspiro'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SQ4oXjlBnVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/OWpIbKyW3Uc/s72-c/suspiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8068929412494559956</id><published>2008-09-30T23:51:00.005-04:30</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:08:21.430-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Impetu</title><summary type='text'>Aquí estoy,  no es menester ir en busca del más allá  Estoy aquí pero no logras visualizar  la falta de costuras que hay en mí     Desgarra todo lo que esta de más aquí,  Desgarra sin clemencia el ímpetu que sale de mí.     Ese ímpetu que en realidad   Tú no has logrado erradicar  Y nadie podrá  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8068929412494559956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8068929412494559956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8068929412494559956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8068929412494559956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/09/aqu-estoy-no-es-menester-ir-en-busca.html' title='Impetu'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SOL-b2c16mI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rCyJHLJ8uAQ/s72-c/mujer_deseo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-3295172327300287532</id><published>2008-09-30T22:48:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:03:50.783-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Imperfecto</title><summary type='text'>Te lo entrego sin ataduras y laceracionesTe lo entrego envuelto en esperanza;Pero no es así, no puede ser tan perfecto,Porque la imperfección habita ya dentro de míEsa imperfección que me hace vivir,que me hace perdurar,que debes en cuando me hace sollozar pero que me hace reír,me hace delirar, me hace lastimarpero a su vez me vuelve útil,me vuelve capaz de derribartodo lo fútil que me rodea,me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/3295172327300287532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=3295172327300287532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3295172327300287532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/3295172327300287532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/09/imperfecto.html' title='Imperfecto'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SOLvKst_tbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SSDzAgWaSdQ/s72-c/corazon_sangra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6901973897966048435</id><published>2008-09-26T11:25:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:26:16.938-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Percatar</title><summary type='text'>... Me acerqué para comprobar la veracidad de lo que decias, pero no fue solo la comprobación sino el ambiente lo que me hizo percatar del estado paranoico que teniamos en nuestros ojos, los cuales orbitaban en el mar de sangre que habiamos creado para contrarrestar la humillación y el abandono del lugar.Reflexione al cabo de unas horas, y tantee aquel bulto que yacia abandonado en  el rincón de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6901973897966048435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6901973897966048435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6901973897966048435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6901973897966048435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/09/percatar.html' title='Percatar'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SOJaCG6k58I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AHBnCKKodgQ/s72-c/zoey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8075784962409098494</id><published>2008-08-13T19:23:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:33:20.498-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Caer</title><summary type='text'>Me hundome resbaloestoy en el abismoSigo en este circulo vicioso,debilidad, es todo lo que tengo,cobardía, debo afrontarDebo dejar de repetirlos mismos erroresquiero sucumbir,nadar sin volver a subirno retornar jamás.Perder la corduraes lo que necesitome duele todome acosa lo desconocidolo que no puedo ver,me nubla el porvenirme angustia sin remedio</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8075784962409098494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8075784962409098494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8075784962409098494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8075784962409098494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/08/caer.html' title='Caer'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SKN2F9PN4_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/aXIWmOVfs50/s72-c/caer.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-8039439853718154213</id><published>2008-08-12T10:07:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:08:07.651-04:30</updated><title type='text'>☺ AVANZANDO ☻</title><summary type='text'>Resulta notorio toda la complejidad de los cambios que se desembocan, llegan a ser asfixiantes, pueden ser nostálgicos, en algunas ocasiones devastadores o simplemente fugaces.La sociedad se ha tornado en una guillotina, arma de doble filo estilo 1984, tomando como lineamiento la imposición de un pensamiento único.¿Cuando fue la última vez que tomamos una decisión por nosotros mismos?, todas las </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/8039439853718154213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=8039439853718154213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8039439853718154213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/8039439853718154213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/08/avanzando.html' title='☺ AVANZANDO ☻'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SKHIFWf6cfI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VPB_GtsLZis/s72-c/1984-lego-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-6480291526462744285</id><published>2008-08-12T00:31:00.005-04:30</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:38:00.300-04:30</updated><title type='text'>La inteligencia</title><summary type='text'>C13R70 D14 D3 V3R4N0 3574B4 3N L4 PL4Y4 0853RV4ND0 A D05 CH1C45 8R1NC4ND0 3N 14 4R3N4, 357484N 7R484J484ND0 MUCH0 C0N57RUY3ND0 UN C4571LL0  D3 4R3N4 C0N 70RR35, P454D1Z05 0CUL705 Y PU3N735.      CU4ND0 357484N 4C484ND0 V1N0 UN4 0L4 D357RUY3ND0 70D0 R3DUC13ND0 3L C4571LL0 4 UN M0N70N D3 4R3N4 Y 35PUM4... P3N53 9U3 D35PU35 DE 74N70 35FU3RZ0 L45 CH1C45 C0M3NZ4R14N 4  L10R4R, P3R0 3N V3Z D3 350, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/6480291526462744285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=6480291526462744285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6480291526462744285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/6480291526462744285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-inteligencia.html' title='La inteligencia'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SKEaJyKs22I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2zPCl-Qufh4/s72-c/ini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-2429867846455129792</id><published>2008-08-11T23:53:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:39:51.425-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Del recuerdo de las Selecciones</title><summary type='text'>Revisando y buscando otros papeles en la biblio de mi cuarto, encontré una de las revistas que mas me gustaba hojear: "Readers Digest" o "Selecciones"En cierta ocasión, Renoir explicó que lograba tonalidades perfectas para la piel humana agregando una pincelada aqui y otra allá. - Pero, ¿Cómo sabe usted cuándo ha alcanzado esa perfección? - le preguntaron. - Cuando me dan ganas de pellizcar - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/2429867846455129792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=2429867846455129792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2429867846455129792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/2429867846455129792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/08/del-recuerdo-de-las-selecciones.html' title='Del recuerdo de las Selecciones'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SKEYtnk7plI/AAAAAAAAAUI/GpX_LqVDTRg/s72-c/image.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6990125670701149963.post-7200573307675591027</id><published>2008-07-27T13:59:00.006-04:30</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:39:20.589-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sonreir</title><summary type='text'>Si en algún momento fuiste dichosorecuerda que es debido a mi Cada cosa que hacia fue en tu vivir porque sin mi  no hubieras podido ir en busca del mas alláese allá que alguna vezvimos surgir de nuestros deseos y locuras  Si tu te quedas aqui, podemos reir, podemos llorar,podemos sentir,  podemos olvidar.Esta vez no es necesario mentir,esta vez solo quiero sonreirTodo lo que soyno se de donde </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/feeds/7200573307675591027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6990125670701149963&amp;postID=7200573307675591027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7200573307675591027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6990125670701149963/posts/default/7200573307675591027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathyhernd.blogspot.com/2008/07/sonreir.html' title='Sonreir'/><author><name>Nathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14464839783950447913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/TJN0e79zlPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/355N_X1h3aw/S220/Foto_A0071.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eBP_iWowBIc/SIzCivankkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fTNT0uKZ5kM/s72-c/learning_to_fly_by_foureyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
