That is life

With a world full of surprises
what could happen to turn lives
around.
People lost their livelihood on
a spring day, houses under water,
children laughing at the canoe ride
down their streets, animals shivering
from abnormal situations and today
some are still at the mercy of the 
bureaucrats.  House are rotting, people
seek shelters, others are camping in
relatives living rooms, but the bureaucrat
sits in his usual comfort with a good meal
in his belly and a comfy bed to sleep in
worry free. 
On these few days left before the
joyous holiday, are those homeless people
happy, I'm just wandering and are you
wandering also mr.bureaucrat?

Just words or not

SOMETIMES
we will never know
the true value of
A MOMENT
until it becomes
A MEMORY...

It's coming ....

It's really coming,
today Dec.9th sundown
was glorious, while
all around my island
it's started to snow.
Mind you I really would
like to have snow for a week
just between Dec.25 and Jan.2,
but my bones tell me that it is
not so and that the white fluff
is just around the corner...

Sweet dreams world & think of
my hacking bones.

Generalities of life

The flower is imitating life.
With a seed we start
a new beginning
with care or not,
with love or not,
the seed takes shape
grows either slowly
or in a rush.
The ohs and the haas
will give it strength,
go through rough times,
or enjoy a lovely day.
Time brings ravages
even to flowers,
they get tired, old and just die.
So you see my friends
a flower is the reflections of
mankind, so enjoy them while
they last because when there
gone we can only remember them
but not bring them back.

Reflections

==========================
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but a gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes on
in a sweet refrains....
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.

I kept looking at this young lady
to finally why she looked so sad,
"I have just lost someone that I loved
so much in my life, hope wherever
they go, they will find the love that
the could not give or receive....".

Honesty

Like this painting
believing all is gold,
shining, great value
and more to finally
realizing that so is not.
I blindly believed in the
good faith of friends &
lovers, I kept hold on the
animal friendship but
disappointment was name
of the game.
Today I believe in me and
only me, so if I fall, I have
only myself to blame....
that is HONESTY.

Frozen ...

I knew you as a warm man,
we loved, slept, sang, believed
in each other for an eternity.
Happiness was the order of our days,
our focus was on live and let live,
and boy did we live.
What happened is a mystery,
a distance,  hiding,  coldness
set in you with no motive.
Motives must have been,
you turned into an iceman
refusing my warmth, my joy,
my life, your just runaway so
far in your world of ice
denying my following in
your steps.
WHAT is of us today....
you just let me down to the
tune of the no return!

One more left

Today I cry remembering
all my good fortunes.
Life is priceless but young
men and women gave it up
for me and you.  Not many
are still around from escaping
hell a long time ago.
I was sad for this year I have
said goodbye to one of these
man who for five years no one
had news of.
He never talked about those
years, he never shed a tear on
the 11th of November, how I
would have taken all the pain
he so well hid.  Now you have
left us a void and no stories,
only memories of a laughing
little man.  I know that you will
make everyone laugh wherever
you are, please share a song and
a laugh with all the loved ones
that have left me behind.  I know
the path was hard, but now that
I have reached the start of the
path, I know that you were my
example to follow in your foot
steps.  Dear one so "HI" to all
those that I know for me. 

Stumbles

Stumbles are part of one's life.
Manage it carefully
& survival will last.
Mirrors are made for humans
to see one's life
do not fog it, cleanliness
is a must to march forward
in life.

Path of life

Let time pass by me

I will follow slowly

on the path of life

and no one will stop me.

Bolder or stones

can't alter my walk

neither the sun nor the moon

dare to contradict me.

The stars are my friends

and one is shinning just for

me, so friends let's follow

our shinning star... 

 

Quiet time....

"Is it possible for the sun
to be quiet for you or for me.
I'm on the right side
your are on the left side
of the globe.
And still a difference is
visible to the naked eye.
We each enjoy quietness
but on different time on our
watches.
I see the world as a lover
sees life.
You see the world as a lost
lover in your life.
Maybe some day we shall
meet again and be lovers
until the end of times....."


NB: Please help me find words
to express between two lovers
separated by an ocean.  Ideas will
be greatly accepted and helpfull in
your comment.

Ravaged

Why we had a glorious unusual
month of September.
The sun was generous so much so
that we went swimming
in lakes that are usually frozen.
My heart was frozen while
my body was burning.
The eyes that kept looking at me
did not reach my heart. 
Why those deep blue eyes
do not look at me anymore.
What have I done to  deserve
those looks that defy daggers
in piercing my fragile heart.
No answers reach my ears,
so I will presume that you found
another heart to love and
keep alive with a burning fire.
Do not worry I will not stop your
hasty run from me, but I will not
wish you well either, since I
can't find the proper words to
tell you goodbye.....

Enjoy life

If a flower can enjoy a sky
filled with stars
than I too can explore
the universe that engulfs me.
Stars are bright dots
visible to the believer's
eye.  Brings warmth to
my heart and joy to my
eyes.....

Sparkling

"Let a million sparkles
shine in my eyes,
while the waves gently
caress my senses
 of wander at
the adventures
you cherished.
Do not cry for me
little sparkles,
I will refrain tears
while I enjoy your
freedom dances.
Just in case you
tire of me, runaway,
but little sparkle please
come back to me.
I will sit here and
imagine myself attached
to you running from
coast to coast, until a
new dawn will salute me,
separating us  until
we meet again..."

Unhappy mother nature

It's the 3rd of October,
no signs of fall is visible,
in a country where snow
and cold is predominant,
this year all is upside down.
Rain in abundance, cold in
summer, and record breaking
heat end of summer start of
fall.
Nature is rebelling against all
our crazy ways of killing our
planet. Who cares what's up
beyond the visible sky!
Were are our four seasons that
we know?
Oh to go back in my youth when
we all knew what was going on.....

Chase me not

Do not chase me away,
I did nothing wrong in my life.
You humans are invading my
space and destroying my home.
I'm not made to be with humans,
so leave my land alone,
I will refrain from invading
your space.
I miss the chasing, the hunting,
I hate fires and heat, but I will
attack should I feel hungry.



"For all the animals who died
in the huge summer fires both in
Canada & US".

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down all is quiet.
The breeze stops running,
the birds nestle for the night.
The fishes will go deep under
to wait for the moon to come
and keep them company.
Humans will walk on hot days,
will run of mild days,
and doze off exhaustion.
Children will try to count the clouds,
or the fireflies who try to keep the beat
with the crickets in the faraway island.
Yes sun, now you can go down to
sleep or go up in other parts of the
world, but for you it's all a routine,
since the world turns around and around,
but I'm going to join Murphy's arms,
to sleep for the night and dream of you
and the world for peace of mind....

The ballerina

"Like a ballerina entering
on stage, she took a bow
to the morning light.
The environment was not fully
ready, but like all ballerina
kept swinging gently to the
whims of the breeze.
O dear me, I'm still not ready
with my dancing, but wind,
light and nature was so incredible
that I kept on with my show.
Do not fear for me, I am resilient
and can withstand any blows that
will fall on me.  I will get back up
on continue my Ballerina show...".

Madame Butterfly

My name is butterfly,
I will not pretend otherwise.
I am famous for my colors,
travelling around the world,
reproducing myself so my duty
to the insect world is kept,
but do I feel happy....
I'm free to run around from
one flower to another, my sky
is the limit or a garden to satisfy
my fantasy.  I make children
wonder what it would feel to
have wings and fly. Youngsters
try to catch me for what reasons
I still do not know.  Older people
will try to catch me in flight or
when I go to have a meal, with their
huge tube right on my face.  Wandering
what they would think, should I have
the same capabilities.  But poor me,
I do not and as such I shall keep on
flying around until the right winds
picks me up and brings me down south
where I will make lots of babies to
continue the species and they will fly
around the world and replace me when
it's time.....

Still no tittle

The tide recedes,
leaving behind bright
seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down,
but gentle warmth still lingers
on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes
on the sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
... by: Anonymous

what a day....

What a day....
my head says why move the body,
my eyes say don't open them,
my legs are like blocks of cement,
and my shivers dont' stop complaining,
again I feel sorry for humans who are
battling a ferocious hurricane down south,
not knowing their future tomorrows.
Islands were polished naked,
while others can't seem to recognize itself.
But all can be rebuild with time,
life will struggle to get to a normality
that is not one...
The deads are put away while others have
washed away...
Animals were restless, people still incredible
at the announcing disaster coming their way.
Than it hit them like a giant's slap and cowered
away for the giant to pass and go away.....

PS: Photo is not mine, if author recognizes it,
please contact me, & I will give you credit for it.

Run freely

"Let the wind run freely
through the fields, mountains,
forests, until it kisses
the blue sky at the faraway horizon.
Let the walls keep of old cabins,
houses and castles keep their
secrets for eternity, while
mother nature will be
faithful to it's lovers".

NB: Photo belongs to Maxviator.

Seeing eyes

What you see
is not
what I see.
My eyes see the same as yours,
but my heart sees differently
than yours.
So what do you,
might be the opposite,
but in a way who cares!
That's the beauty of seeing from
the eyes and the heart,
of a young mind to an older mind,
but see we must and protect our
seeing material in our brains,
you might one day when your old
and senile need to go back to your
mind and see what now you miss
from your past seeing eyes......

Sound of silence

Why tonight of all nights,
I needed to turn to my old friends
to find peace within their legacy
MUSIC.
Do not feel alone, turn your heart to music
and believe me you will find peace.


Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
 I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
 People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence "Fools," said I,
"you do not know Silence like a cancer grows
 Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence"

I'm slowing down...

Like our little friend the snail, today I feel
that I am slowing down. Who would have taught
that on a Saturday night, I do not have the
energy to go out and see the night world.
I'm wandering with how many I am sharing
this sensation? 
To no avail, I can't find an answer.
I look at my two young ladies (granddaughters)
and feel happy for them for being outspoken,
full of swing and energy.  I on the other hand
feel sad, lifeless & being in a maze, the famous
old age maze, going so slowly that the snail can
move faster to explore the vicinity, while me
I prefer to sit behind this box and watch the world
bypass me. 
But eiiii hold on, I'm not invalid, my fingers are
still going at 100 m/k on these keys, so as soon
as I finish this article I'm going to bed and be up
with the birds and my friend the snail to go
and hike a 3 story high hill at 300km away.
So by this time tomorrow I will have lots to say
and write about.
Have a super duper SUNDAY you who came to
read these few words of encouragement & I in turn
will say this, UP AND GO OUT enjoy life or
what's left of it and be safe....

And now....

And now ..... what do I do!
I feel for the generation that can't help
itself any longer.
Once they were (and some still are)
on top of the world, they loved life,
they grew up in harsher times, but
they never back down from their duties.
What do we do today with this generation
who have no scruples or conscience...
Well if you know one of these people
from another time, take care of them (if
they so wish), they are our past and
history, the inventors of today's commodities
Let's not close our doors and loose the keys
because one day we will replace these people
in the next generation's life.

Dance

Let's dance people
Yes dance until your head spins
your feet can longer hold you
snap your fingers to the sweet
sounds of nature or the craziness
of the man made one.
Dance, an expression of one's
feeling is free of charge and
no rules to go by.  You can follow
the steps dictated by your ancestors,
or just invent you own, who cares
if you miss a step or two.
But please dance it's a free exercise that
will reach your heart and make him
extremely happy.
OK let's dance until the end of time....

Goodmorning sunshine

What a glorious day it is when
we can scream "Goodmorning Sunshine".

The sun is glorious when taken in small doses,
it is a mind cleanser and places a huge smile
on young and not so young faces.
Look at this flower basking in the morning sunlight
saying take my photo and show it to the world
of sadness, misery but also to the sick who can't see it,
to the children who are starting school and won't be
lucky to look at it.
So little flower, here you are to the view of millions of
people.

Past and future...

 

When I was young

the world was all mine,

Now that I'm a little older

the world belongs to my past.

Will I live to see the changes

exposed to me by younger

people, I hope so, but only

if I am well enough to give an

opinion, I know that no one will

consider it, but then I have done

the most I can to better this world

of ours.....

Adventurous

Am I adventurous?
maybe and then maybe not,
I love to play and look,
walk and run,
talk and keep silent.
Bold colors are my friends,
I'm against conventionality
when trying new ideas,
but then not everyone understands
what I'm trying to show the world.
Am I pretentious,
maybe or
maybe not,
I don't pretend to reach a high
standard but then I do not mind
critiques that are worthwhile
because I love to try something new...
Were do you (reader) stand on this view?

Ending escapade

Hi everyone, hope that you read what I wrote
of our weekend escapade.
We did enjoy our lovely escapade very much,
we had a ball at a local park, rented a four seater

bici contortion that was semi functional from
pedalling and the rest was electrical, but guess
my grandaughter who just got her driving license
insisted on being in charge of the driving.
OK all on board and we started to follow a
specific route, but not being used to it, we kept
going from one side to the other of the path,
honking to walkers, other bici riders who
noticed that we were just a crazy gang of teenagers
and mom and grandma having fun & did not
know the rules of circulation....
at one point we had to push it up hill, we had
to turn it around because we were heading straight
to a darn fountain, we took a downhill road to
arrive at a dead end and guess what we were
chased by the security guards on their own bici,
they taught we were either on drugs or we were
jolly from drinking.  They stopped us and we
said "Sir do you need to see our drivers license,
and just broke in a laugh, to the dismay of the
poor guards, they just said "no" and told us that
our time was up & had to bring the bici back...".
That was our best time of the escapade,  so back
to hotel, change and just took off for more
adventures with food, castles, roads & bridges,
fountains & more fountains, but still not many
people who spoke roman.  We did meet a nice
and very pleasant maitre D at a restaurant who
was so polite, spoke well Italian, enticed us to
stop and have a meal at the restaurant were he
worked and spent quite a bit of time eyeing my
two grandaughters.  He was funny, a bit clowny,
and a fine gentleman who offered us a great smile,
a rose to all four of us and a BIG FAT BILL.
Oh well it was really worth it, so I did not mind
paying the bill.
Last but not least, we ordered a taxi for the Sunday
morning ride to the airport, to our shock and
apprehension,  the ride was going to cost us
60 Eu. (remember we paid 45 Eu. for the same ride).
but on Sunday it cost 15 Eu. more.....
The driver was an excellent driver who could have
easily beaten any formula A1, running through the
street of Rome and the highway like a formula 1 race
car & we had told him that we had lots of time because
our flight was late in the afternoon.  When he left us
he looked at our faces (white from the fear of the drive)
and brought the fare down by 10 Eu.
YOU GUESSED IT, OUR TAXI DRIVER WAS
SPEAKING ITALIAN JUST AS FAST AS HE
DROVE US.  Did not understand much anyway.

They say "Home sweet Home" now I know how true it
is.... Well at least until our next Escapade - but we still have to
decide where we are going (maybe Alaska or Greece and the opas
dance).

Escapade - 3rd round

"I'm back for more of our flash visit to the
eternal city"

"Well to my surprise the ride from airport to hotel
was a mere 43 Euro.  I did not ask the distance or
if it was a fixed price.  So being tourists we gave him
a tip, thanked us & said it was not necessary....
Our jaws dropped to the ground when we heard that
when does someone almost refused a tip?
but he took it, thanked us and speed away.
We checked in, took hold of our room and right
away took off to explore part of the old city.
We walked up hills, down hills, stairs so used
that had we not wore our walking shoes, many
times we would have slid down those stairs.
A statue here, a statue there, a fountain with
lots of water or a fountain that was dry, we saw
so many that now it's a headache to find their
names.  We stopped for a bite in a restaurant cafe,
and started again our walks.  But at 10:00 p.m.
we had it, our feet did not want to take one more pace
so slowly we headed back to the hotel, were after
a quick wash, we asked to be served a light meal
of the terrace at the fresh air with a view of the
city under a starry night.
Next day bright and early for the granddaughter
point of view, a quick breakfast and out  exploring
the main attractions, we have never seen so many
soldiers armed to the teeth on corners street.
But I have to admit they were very handy to ask
directions  when we needed directions to a
specific place that we wanted to go and see.
We traveled by op on - op off, and we did
enjoy it.  We dined and eat at little restaurants,
big restaurants, trattorias and I stopped counting
the bottles of frozen water we bought and drank.
We met people from Australia, Japan, China,
Africa, Sweden, South America, but believe it or
not we did not meet any European other than a few
Italians from the north.  Have I met a Roman,
I do not believe so.... I'm wandering were they were!

That's it for this session, so see you all for the last
session of this adventure very soon.

Escapade - 2nd round

Hello my friends if you think that the
traffic is bad in your city, then think again.
Within the few minutes of our arrival, I wanted
to feel the experience of  the smells and sounds
of my previous return to my homeland.
Nothing had really changed, the language
was new to my hears (now everyone speaks
the real italian and not the different dialects),
the sounds of banging, babies crying their heads off,
old people with fear in their eyes, youngsters flabbergasted
by throngs of people going, coming, sitting,
just standing & trying to make some sense of
the madness.  I was told from my young age
to watch my purse and luggage, but I had also
my camera around the neck, sunglasses were a
little to dark and I couldn't see a darn thing,
since I forgot to put on my contact lenses.
Boy this escapade was really going to be like
a challenge to my good senses.
Then what a great music to me heart on the
intercom came this strange voice:
"La Famiglia M.... si presenta al sportello
della sua compagnia aerea..." Now what,
did someone die back home, did we forget
something in the plane, did we loose our wallet
filled with nothing more than green papers in
shape of money!!!
No such thing, it was our taxi driver who was
in a rush to bring us to the hotel so he could
go and have is afternoon nap in one of the thousands
alleys of the city.
He was fairly young, well educated, offering us to
either open our windows for fresh air or he could
put the A/C.  We all had a great smile and we all
answered in unison A/C.  OK OK no comments,
the A/C is very weak but eiiiiii better than having
to open our windows and die of fumes,heat or
curses from other taxi because we did not take them.

That's it for today, until next chapter which will be
very soon.

Escapade start point

Last minute decision,
OK first it's the appointment for an hairdo,
a mad rush inside a closet to fill up a
carry on luggage, so plan carefully,
otherwise you risk to put in high heals instead
of running shoes.
Don't forget we were 4 women on this escapade.
So at least 2 clothing changes a day,
should we bring umbrella in case of rain,
no bathing suit that was for sure (no time) to
go to the beach.
Tickets, money, passports, make sure for
the local taxi not to be stuck in traffic to airport
as if WE had a say in that...
Sure enough we forgot photo camera & cell phones.
So less than halfway to airport, taxi made a U-turn
ran like crazy, got our gears and just made it
with 30 minutes to spare.
BUT, yes there is a BUT,
we had standby tickets!
will there be enough places for the 4 of us,
no one cared to sit all together as long as we were
all on the same plane.
No luck ... flight was full,
ran to another airline and fantastic luck
there were 4 places but not for Rome, but instead
to Frankfurt with a possible connection to Rome.
OK we had 2 hours to wait, so just enough time
to find a seat and organize to advice hotel, shuttle
for our late arrival.
Embarked and the youngsters fell asleep all the way
to Frankfurt.  But granny kept playing games and
could not close my eyes, but managed to relax a little.

OK that's it for this first chapter.
TO BE CONTINUED......
 

An escapade

You will say
"An escapade..."
sure why not!
Like the youngsters,
I have a light foot,
loving to fly around the world
when possible and say
"Hello and goodbye".
Yes you might have guessed it,
my escapade of four and half days
including the flying time was to
the beautiful Rome, Italy.
Well at least the part that was
planned in my escape.
Visited the gorgeous villa Borghese,
all the other tourists piazzas, churches
& stairs, cathedrals and St-Peter,
the Colosseum to the castle San Angelo
and all their surroundings strade and
stradelle.  I was assaulted by authentics
flavours and perfumes from big cafes,
small trattorias or just the around the corner
eat and go.

>End of first Chapter<

Like our friend here, he who is
patient will accomplish something
so please be patient in continuing to
read me. 
Thank you 

Writing

When your mind blocks
desperation takes over.
Stop & think for words
that you know.
Never force your soul to
invent words who won't
help you.
Let your heart guide your
fingers until they hurt.
Be free and follow the wild eagle
in a sky made for him.
Eventually the exhaustion of
searching will just fade and
words will be friends.
Clouds dissipate the web you
created and will show you the
clearness needed to put words
together....

Lonely flower

I'm a lonely flower,
once a super beauty,
now I don't recognize myself,
others look at me with sympathy
or disgusts on their faces.
What am I doing here
that people don't appreciate me.
So everyday brings new pains
or joy depending on your state of
mind and what or whom surrounds me ....

Gift from nature

"Just sit down and listen
to the windy music, 
let the sun caress your body,
the stars perform their best
glowing show in the dark skies,
let the cicadas serenade your ears,
the faraway wolves haul to the palid
lady moon in the mountains.  
In return the only
favor they ask you is 
not spoil the beauty so freely
given to YOU..." 
that's what nature asks of you.

Feelings.

I feel like yelling,
but no sound comes out,
I feel like looking around me,
but I see only blackness.
Maybe if I come home to sing
men accomplishments when I
don't sing or hear music anymore
situations would change.
What have we done to ourselves,
I would not know where to start
I only see desolation, sickness,
greed and no love for mankind,
nature or animals, but I do see selfishness.
So I will stay where I am in the
darkness of the night and let the
moon play around me until I
tire and  go to sleep with the stars
hoping that tomorrow will bring
changes so much needed to live a
long life........                   

To humans

"Humans should go back to their roots,
appreciate the gift of life given them 
to share on this world.
Once we find the road to eternity
let it be smooth or rough,
there is no coming back to remedy it...."

Stop & think

There is no window huge or small
to constraint nature from blooming.
Likewise humans need a little sense
to bloom or will become a doomsday.
If only humans would stop and think
the world would be a great place to be.
I would not fear of chocking from corrupt
air nor would I freeze to death.
Drought would only be in our dreams
and  fishes would enjoy the oceans and
not land up in my street.
Floods are killing people, fires are
devouring our forests and people,
air is choking and still we do not care
on how we live or who we kill......                                                                

High water still

A little more than a month ago
high water hit our region,
devastation, displacement of families,
lost homes and effects were nothing
compared to the impotence of man
towards mother nature.
Design of our new worlds or just going
back to periods when our planet was
healthy!
The sequences are still visible today,
trees that should have enjoyed a great spring
are still partially underwater, birds can't seem
to get used to this new environment.
As for me, I just sit where there's a piece of
dry spot and imagine what will the future
reserve for the next generations....

Hineni = "here I am".

PS: At times words (good or bad) 
make a difference in one's life.

  Click link bellow....

If you believe in yourself

Leonard Cohen Lyrics

"You Want It Darker"

If you are the dealer, I'm out of the game
If you are the healer, it means I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame

Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord

There's a lover in the story
But the story's still the same
There's a lullaby for suffering
And a paradox to blame
But it's written in the scriptures
And it's not some idle claim
You want it darker
We kill the flame

They're lining up the prisoners
And the guards are taking aim
I struggled with some demons
They were middle class and tame
I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord

Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the love that never came
You want it darker
We kill the flame

If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord

Hineni
Hineni, hineni
Hineni

My friend

YOU, moon my friend and confident
 come back tomorrow 
to keep me company, 
I will need you like the 
sky needs the sun 
& the stars needs the moon.
I'm lonely, sadness has taken
place in me without my
consent, I forgot what 
beauty of the heart is until
I remembered my luminous
friend there waiting for me
without judgement of my
falls or state of mind..... 

A thousand kisses deep.

If you click on the image it will link you to this marvelous
song....

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

PS: I don't really know why this song by
Leonard Cohen came to my mind,
maybe because I passed in front
of the house on Marianne Street.....

Eternal love or hate...

Love is ageless,
keeping humans forever young,
humans are the faceless lovers,
fearing demonstrations of their
1001 good & less good qualities.
Love is grant when meaning it.
Love can turn ugly if abused
by scrupulous humans. 
Love started with the first humans
to appear on this  planet that is
called our homes, but who knows
if there are other humans who
respect Love more than we do....

If I could....

If I could have been in that plane going maybe to
the moon, I would have been jumping of joy.
Am I not happy here on earth...
No I'm happy, but my sense of adventure
is starting to acting up on me, I would love to be
weightless and frolic around in space.
Wave to the nearest star and maybe just ask
to be my guide in space.
It must be phenomenal and sad to look down at earth
and tell humans that we are destroying our own
planet & that of future generations to come. 
But I'm not an astronaut to follow his dream,
I'm just instead allowed to dream,
since it's free and only mine.
Long live our most secret dreams,
do not be afraid to dream.....

Good maners - what is that?

Good evening, good morning,
good day, good night,
words that really
have no meaning in our times.
One will wonder if humanity
has a tongue, a mouth,
a voice, a vocabulary
diversified as we used to know it.
I for one am for learning new
methods of communications,
but still love the older ones
that I grew up with.  Today we
hear this is bad for your health,
that is bad for human development,
or just the shear stupidity of
99% of humans who do not know
how to use their brains.
We see members of all ages with
headphones not listening to the
outside world.  We see people of all
ages with their fingers going at 100
miles per hour on a little tiny phone,
but who do not see when a bus stops
in front of them.  We see bicycles
going at full speed with no notion that
a red light is on,  or a jogger who could
easily run over a pedestrian just so he
does not need to make a small detour.
People letting their pooch use the public
park as a toilet or even better they pick up
after their animals and just put it on the
sidewalk thinking that the city cleaners are
just behind them ....
Respect is a word that aliens use but not
humans....
The stone age might be what is needed to
bring humans to just 'THINK & INVENT'.

Friend

 

"Inspired by my friend,

that let me look at him
without commenting my
secret taughts,

I salute you for listening 

to my silent moments,

at times without a sense to it,

but you just agreed or disagreed

without too much insistence. 

I wanted to scream and  laugh at

nothing, kick a bench or a lamp post,

keeping my hands and head ready

to put up a fight, but you realized

that I needed time to spent with you

here on these heartless planks

leading to invisible dark steps

where there was no passage to

turn back to reality...".

Cabin fever crying help.

Fever, winter fever is so long to pass.
Working people
don't see the danger of the "fever".
Not so old people, limited
by life in general, the Fever is a
black monster. One turns around
and around all day long, not knowing
what goes on in the outside world.
You only see black and white,
the chill goes through your bones,
your eyes stop staring out the window
and the telephone stays silent.
The Fever monster is with you
hours after hours, it got you so
embedded in it's web, that you do
not dare call for help.
Try not to fight it and you can loose
your life, calling out for help and they
judge you as insane, go out and
you are not sure if you will come
back to your cage.  Some have a
golden cage, others see small creatures
roaming around, ready to jump on you,
but still you do not dare to cry for help.
You are there and the "Fever" won't let
you react, until you give up and just
don't fight it anymore.

NB: If you know people who have the
cabin Feaver, just help them anyway
you can.
The cabin Feaver is a real killer. 

Fake or reality.

When is reality real
or is it all fake...
I have seen something
resembling this on a wall
in the city, but artist did
not want it photographed
claiming it was not fully
finished, so I made my own
compo with a flower and
birds going to pick at the
flower.  Where the birds
could be a smoke hiding another
message or is it only my
distorted reality of something
that I believe I have seen........

Let's wait for .....

Life is a game of waiting.
We wait not knowing for what.
Enjoyment is at our hands,
tears flow by themselves,
laughter indication of love,
friendship or hatred.
In waiting in traffic sends us
on tilts or a chance to reflect
on being the instrument of
destruction of our planet.
But then a baboon passes in
front of us and we rage, rage
and more rage.
Maybe it's time we do like
these crows all in their position
waiting for the night to come and
calm down before going away
in a unknown land....