{"id":15047,"date":"2025-08-05T09:24:42","date_gmt":"2025-08-05T07:24:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15047"},"modified":"2025-08-05T09:24:42","modified_gmt":"2025-08-05T07:24:42","slug":"recuerdos-recuerdos-rima","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15047","title":{"rendered":"Recuerdos, Recuerdos (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=\"640\" height=\"427\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/worker-5736096peque.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-15046 size-full lazyload\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/worker-5736096peque.jpg 640w, https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/worker-5736096peque-600x400.jpg 600w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/427;\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Recuerdos, recuerdos<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">de aquellos pasados,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">cuando la calle,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">era hogar de olvidados.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cuando el d\u00eda era pleno,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">de luz y de aliento,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">y el sol te abrazaba<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">con firme sustento.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Jornadas pesadas,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">de obreras pasiones,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">que acaban al fin<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">con las obligaciones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">La calle estallaba,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">re\u00eda la gente,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">silencios y danzas,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">rostros sonrientes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">No ansiabas el d\u00eda,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">sino el atardecer,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">cuando ellas sal\u00edan<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">luciendo el querer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Los ojos bailaban<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">con ritmo voraz,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">al son de las curvas<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">que cruzan fugaz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cerveza, cubata,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">y alguno tropieza,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">que no falta nunca<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">la t\u00edpica pieza.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Tapita, copita,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">y risas que estallan,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">comienza el cachondeo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">y las horas se callan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pero todo termina,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">tan pronto, tan solo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">y llega el silencio<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">como nudo en el polo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Comienza el lamento<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">del nuevo deber,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">la nueva jornada\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">sin mucho que hacer.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Recuerdos, recuerdos de aquellos pasados, cuando la calle, era hogar de olvidados. Cuando el d\u00eda era pleno, de luz y de aliento, y el sol te abrazaba con firme sustento. Jornadas pesadas, de obreras pasiones, que acaban al fin con las obligaciones. La calle estallaba, re\u00eda la gente, silencios y danzas, rostros sonrientes. No ansiabas &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15047\" class=\"more-link\">Leer m\u00e1s<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> \u00abRecuerdos, Recuerdos (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-15047","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\/15047","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=15047"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15047\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15048,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15047\/revisions\/15048"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15047"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15047"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15047"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}