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quotefeeling · 3 days

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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thoughtkick · 10 months

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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surqrised · 7 months

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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shy-girl04 · 4 months

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I wanted all of her,

not just what was pretty;

I wanted her broken and bad,

her wild,

and her winters;

anyone can love for a season,

but I wanted the years.

Jose Chaves

#poetry #words #jose chaves #woman #screaming #shouting #wild

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resqectable · 1 year

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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nightlyquotes · 10 months

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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dare-g · 1 year

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Demonoid: Messenger of Death (1981)

#demonoid #demonoid messenger of death #alfredo zacarias #samantha eggar #stuart whitman #roy jenson #narciso busquets #lew saunders #jose chaves #talks

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perfectfeelings · 2 years

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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perfeqt · 2 years

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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thepoetsnotebooking · 9 months

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shadow boxing

There was a time when I skid

along the surface of the city,

wearing the same suit every day,

and drinking liquor to keep out the sun;

and i always had a book in my pocket,

like a key hoping to unlock the universe

and find its hidden power;

I was only 21, and wanted to believe

there was something more

than college degrees and sports cars,

more than Bibles, footballs, and mowed lawns

manicured for nothing in the midnight sun;

and whatever light I had carried from my youth,

withered like a leaf in the winter of my despair;

I spoke deeply with the homeless and the insane,

hoping to glean some wisdom

or some insight into why and why and why,

but their words were like onions unraveling into nothing;

I walked so much at night my feet would bleed

in wingtips too small for me,

but I never noticed until I had worn callouses on my ankles.

I was so far in my head and my philosophies,

I couldn't even feel the simple pain of my own feet,

so where was I and who was I, I don't even know.

On one of those walks through the dark

alleys of my youth, I met my shadow

reading the same book as me,

and he told me all the answers were inside

I just needed to go deeper, read more,

think more, and ask more,

so that I wouldn't end up like everyone else,

but the more I asked questions,

the lonelier I became

as everyone I once loved,

began to look at me

like a dark cloud hovering above

the picnic of their lives,

and I knew that I was going to have

to choose between sunlight and shadow,

between life and art,

and so one night I got into a fist fight

with my shadow, punched him in the face,

and broke his glasses on the pavement.

He laughed, wiped the blood from his face,

and said, "You'll never survive without me,"

but it's been twenty years since

I beat his ass, and put down the bottle,

and I have looked behind me since;

I know he's there, of course,

but I already know what he's going to say

before he says it, so it's not even worth my time.

#poem #spilled ink #bukowski #jose chaves

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quotefeeling · 1 year

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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thoughtkick · 2 years

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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barbosa-art · 3 months

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JOSE

E agora, José?

A festa acabou,

a luz apagou,

o povo sumiu,

a noite esfriou,

e agora, José?

e agora, você?

você que é sem nome,

que zomba dos outros,

você que faz versos,

que ama, protesta?

e agora, José?

Está sem mulher,

está sem discurso,

está sem carinho,

já não pode beber,

já não pode fumar,

cuspir já não pode,

a noite esfriou,

o dia não veio,

o bonde não veio,

o riso não veio,

não veio a utopia

e tudo acabou

e tudo fugiu

e tudo mofou,

e agora, José?

E agora, José?

Sua doce palavra,

seu instante de febre,

sua gula e jejum,

sua biblioteca,

sua lavra de ouro,

seu terno de vidro,

sua incoerência,

seu ódio — e agora?

Com a chave na mão

quer abrir a porta,

não existe porta;

quer morrer no mar,

mas o mar secou;

quer ir para Minas,

Minas não há mais.

José, e agora?

Se você gritasse,

se você gemesse,

se você tocasse

a valsa vienense,

se você dormisse,

se você cansasse,

se você morresse...

Mas você não morre,

você é duro, José!

Sozinho no escuro

qual bicho-do-mato,

sem teogonia,

sem parede nua

para se encostar,

sem cavalo preto

que fuja a galope,

você marcha, José!

José, para onde?

#carlos drummond de andrade #broke heart #lonelly

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thepersonalwords · 1 year

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“For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.” - Jose Chaves

#thepersonalwords #quotes #literature #poetry #life quotes #quoteoftheday #relationship quotes #inspirational quotes #inspiring quotes #positive quotes #relationship #lit

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rmbrshit · 1 year

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For her

the ocean was more than a dream,

it was a place

she needed to visit to find herself.

and when she returned

to the city,

you could see

the sun in her eyes,

the wind in her hair,

and taste the infinite salt

on her lips.

-jose chaves

thoughts: i feel deeply connected to this poem, a poem i randomly stumbled upon when i was younger and was intensely searching for myself. it s been a lot of time since then, a lot of trial and error, but now i can proudly say that u can see the sun in my eyes, the wind in my hair and taste the salt on my lips.

#poetry #jose chavez y chavez

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resqectable · 2 years

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For her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and taste the infinite salt on her lips.

Jose Chaves

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