{"id":14118,"date":"2025-07-15T08:17:05","date_gmt":"2025-07-15T06:17:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=14118"},"modified":"2025-07-15T08:17:05","modified_gmt":"2025-07-15T06:17:05","slug":"recuerdos-que-afloran-rima","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=14118","title":{"rendered":"Recuerdos que Afloran (Rima)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text is-stacked-on-mobile is-vertically-aligned-top\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"360\" height=\"640\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/girl-8622611peque.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-14117 size-full lazyload\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 360px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 360\/640;\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>Recuerdos que afloran con brisa ligera,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>volviendo del tiempo que todo lo espera.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Cre\u00edste que fueron cenizas del viento,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>mas surgen de nuevo con n\u00edtido acento.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Los ojos que un d\u00eda se hicieron distantes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>regresan con fuerza de modo apremiante.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Trazados de tinta que el alma convoca,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>se tornan de pronto palabra que toca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>En solo un segundo, la mente es testigo<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>de a\u00f1os dormidos que vuelven contigo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Y sigue la vida su paso perdido,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>mas ya los recuerdos no son el olvido.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>En sombras se cierne la noche callada,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>trayendo susurros de historia enterrada.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Y cuando en la negra penumbra te asomas,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>reviven los ojos que fueron palomas.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Recuerdos que afloran con brisa ligera, volviendo del tiempo que todo lo espera. Cre\u00edste que fueron cenizas del viento, mas surgen de nuevo con n\u00edtido acento. Los ojos que un d\u00eda se hicieron distantes, regresan con fuerza de modo apremiante. Trazados de tinta que el alma convoca, se tornan de pronto palabra que toca. En &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=14118\" class=\"more-link\">Leer m\u00e1s<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> \u00abRecuerdos que Afloran (Rima)\u00bb<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14118","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-libros"],"featured_media_urls":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14118","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14118"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14118\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14119,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14118\/revisions\/14119"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14118"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14118"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14118"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}