Cupidon is on the way...........

February the month of lovers around the
world as we know it.
Maybe just maybe there might be another
world that we have not reached or
discovered yet.  Hopefully they are aware
of "Lovers Day". Since it's too cold to
go around snooping town to find something
that would make lovers go gaga, I decided
to do my own creation (even if just to pass
the time) while I wait to see what's in store
for me this Feb.14....
I will keep you posted!!

Let me call you

Let me call you
open the door and listen to me
stop playing around for I
fear my heart will breakdown.
Let me call you
one more time for old time sake,
I know that I have wronged you
in all ways, but just this last time,
Let me call you
for I fear my mind in going to blow
not knowing how you see me in your
heart.
Let me call you
I swear I won't ask much of you
I just need a reassuring word that
deep  in your heart there is
a place for me to come to one
day when you open your locked
door for me not to trespass.
Let me call you
even dough I know that I do not
deserve you, but you are my
soul, my heart and my eyes,
you could melt all my bones and
still I would come to you if only
you would answer my call.

Trick of minds

"We are just ghosts
the world uses to scare
little people. We are aimlessly
passing the time just like
thunders and bright flashes
in the dark sky.
Forgotten place under a
huge bed leaving behind
my fantasies of a transparent
figure left behind by time
in old boarded up doorways
of a cabin or a castle with
stained creepy doors by
decay and neglect.
Restlessly I lay looming
In the deepening gray of the
night and eventually disappearing
beneath the undergrowth memories
on my ghosts fantasies until
next time around...."-

What is real

What do we call  real!
One will never know,
passing through a cloud
of sun and snow,
no one will know how I feel.
I battle my demons,
I curse at the wind,
I block my ears to the cry
of the world that is
disturbing my peace.
How I would give a day of my
life to show the world that I too
am around.  Unfortunately no
one knows my cries except for
the poor soul that runs around
not finding peace to stop him
and settle down in life.....

Masked feelings

"If you believe in me,
do not let my looks  shock you.
Let's get nutty for one night
where no rules prevails
knowing full well that tomorrow
we'll return to a boring  normal life.
Like grown children running we will 
from one corner to another
in a city claiming full life for once
a year and let the music and chanting
under a starry sky be our witness for
what once was permitted in the name
of fun, art and a good life for the rich
and the poor since we were all hiding
behind a carnival mask. ..."

Promisse to the ocean

"I refused to turn by back,
on the road to the ocean,
where strong calls, can
be heard loud and clear
on the promises of return
neon ago.
The shore is hard on my feet,
washed by the gentle waves
running to kiss the sand, rocks or shrubs.
I look about and take in the beauty
of the mass of ocean that
just swore to be there on
my return maybe in a day,a month
or in a year during my life time....

the ocean will still be there awaiting

for my return, but will life be gentle

and caring enough for me to keep this

promise.

Twins

"We are two of a kind,
You hurt - I cry,
I laugh - you smile,
If there ever comes a day
when we need to separate,
then we both keep a spot
in our heart realizing
how beautiful life really is
for each us who are twins..."

Tree lives

"Millions of years ago,
a wind so strong passed over
earth.  In it's hold he had tiny seeds,
seeds that he let go for fear of
loosing them at the wrong place.
Tiny seeds just thumbled down and
took roots in the belly of the ground.
The ground looked at it and said
I will keep them within my hold, not
knowing that the seeds had to grow
and escape the hold of mother earth.
Mother earth said: "I will let you go
and you will grow beautiful, old & strong,
straight or crooked but your roots will
remain in me till the end of time....".

Do not ask....

click on the rose

"Do not ask me...
yes do not ask me
for perfection.
I'm only a flower,
rather a gift of nature
not to put in display
but to cherish against
your heart. One day
my luster will fade,
I will not ask you
to look at me,
remember that together
we became one
until parting time comes

one at a time go our own way..."  

music

I'm sorry it's that I'm trying to put some music
to this Rose and I still can't seem to find the
method.

Thank you.

For two ladies...

This post is just to say thank you
to two beautiful sisters who put up with me
every time that I need some footwear. 
They are very charming ladies who do not make
you feel invading or show their disappointment
if you do not find what you are looking for.
Thank you.  Hope that next time I come to see
you girls you will have something special that
fits me and make me feel light on my feet,
even if at times I feel clumsy.

Creation

"From mother earth,
magic palm and fingers
you pasted me,
caressed me from the
earth of my ancestors,
giving me thousand of
shapes and colors.
Somber or brilliant, huge
or small, round or shapeless
it did not matter, I was
your creation.
Time became your enemy
but my savior. You shaped me
to last for eternity, keeping
just a grain of me,
I will always be there for
you to see me..."

Look up....

"Together we shall stand,
time can be harsh or sweet,
but you looking over me and
I looking over you,
we'll find the way to STAY
together till the end of time..."

ps: if one looks closely we can see
a horse looking at it's future.

Crying clouds

"Let the clouds just fly by my way,
I'm waiting for them to cry,
I will be ready to catch each
fluffy crystal tear thus
creating an imaginary blanket
for earth to keep warm on this
cold wintery night ..."

Repercussions

I'm holding back my emotions,
not knowing how to keep my cool,
a miserable day seems to lay ahead
and I have no control of my emotions.
Do I say something or do I just keep
silent.  Will I bare repercussions or
feel so good that I will pass over any
retributions.
What a day, no one is around to listen
to my cries or screams of frustrations.
I look at that door, hesitations are constantly
in the back of my head, trying to make
sense of these past days or future days.
Do I deserve such a treatment!
I can't really say, do I see a way out of
it, I really don't know. So this is the
dilemma that placates my time,
my reputation or even my sanity...

Maybe just maybe I will talk to someone
I just hope they have time and patience to
just sit with a stone face, because any
emotions they might show will draw me
back into the shell just like a turtle!

Thousands shades of white

These days with gray/white skies
you almost feel like not venturing out
to search for an image.  But cooped inside
is not my style, so I armed myself with an
umbrella and went to my favorite spot.
Usually there are all types of wildlife
but on this january a thousands shades of
white was my only consolation.
The pond is only half frozen, the trees are
lonely and no birds are present to keep me
company.
What a funny winter we had so far....

Frost

A touch of frost reached my heart,
nothing can warm it up.
Rocks surround my heart with a
weight that pulls me down & won't let go.
I ask, search, run with no avail,
my heart is still heavy under the frost
of my own creation I can't get rid of,
it's so cold that goosebumps are now
permanently present on my skin.
Why, can't anyone tell me why,
this dreadful feeling of frost won't leave me.
Might it be me, my stupidity or just
vanity in not believing what I'm told...
that my lover boy as gone to test further water
down the stream, leaving my heart encrusted of frost
that will stay with me for a long time.
Time will be my friend and warm me up,
but my lover boy won't leave again with that
frost, who eventually will melt away.
I will pick up the pieces and keep myself
warm and won't let anyone put frost around
my heart ever again.

Follow the river

A river like a snake will
capture your eyes and your heart. 
Mesmerized by it's charm,
you can only follow it's path.
Sitting on a piece of ice
you just let yourself go,
not wanting to close your eyes,
for fear of missing events that
will follow along with you
to the river's bed, a bed holding
a thousand and one secrets...

Good morning/evening all

Hope all of you had great holidays for the
last two weeks or so.
Strangeness to go through a green Christmas
in a country were freezing and snow is dominant
for a good part of the year.
We all cried and cheered for the weather
outside our homes.  Some cheered of joy
for lack of shoveling, slipping and sliding.
Others cried for not being able to use their
sleds, skates or skis. But there's Murphy's law
that says: what goes up ... must come down
eventually.
Now our streets and backyards are full
of snow, cars are parked any which way,
and people are complaining of the hardships
of winter.....
go figure what the human wants!

Today of all days

Today of all days
after a long wishing and praying
time for cold and snow weather,
finally my wish was granted.
Bundled up like a bear marching
through the Arctic tundra, I felt I had
a great friend following me getting
down from the warmth of the modern
day sled, my car.
Once my feet touched the ground
I'm still wandering if I can call it as
such.  A sensation of boiling blood
ran through my body.  The wind
owling, the sun blinding, the rushed
sun of ice hitting ice flowing down
the river realizing that like the
seagulls sitting there on a junk
of ice, I was waiting for a sign,
a sign that would hit me for a long
time.  A friend is a friend whom
you never turn your back to.
The seagull looked around waiting
for food that never came out of
the icy river.   When suddenly
the wind balancing a piece of
stale bread fell from the skies,
landing in front of the famished
gull who carefully brought that
piece of food under her wing,
her head bend & was satisfied to
know that it was her diner for the day.
All in all it lasted five minutes,
my fingers were getting frostbites,
my feet were turning blue and my
camera refused to snap other shots
for the cold and the owling wind....

Path of life

"I may lay under thousands of puffy clouds,
waiting to catch a few drips as to embellish
my tree branches along the life for each leaves
that keeps me company.
The wind will blow big time sending tinny clouds
my way, the sun slowly will dry my faint tears
hanging tight to each limb I posses,
the moon will release it's shinning light,
expecting mankind will be smart and
appreciate my gift, LIFE in it's purest path..."

NB: Photo is from Mr.Antonio Gil,
Thank you Antonio for the use of this photo
of yours.

Transition into 2016

Like a river reaching it's cross road,
leaving behind all dreams not fully filled,
I will keep on trying to follow them
by crossing countries,mountains and oceans,
I won't be caught in the sandstorms of this world,
but swim I shall until a shore I will find,
the sand will be my bed, the sun my blanket,
the stars my friends but mainly I will wish well
to all who can stand with me for a little longer
to reach the transition into hopefully a great and peaceful
2016...". 

It's coming down

Oh what a beauty there is outside.
It's all white just to despite old and
young for having missed us this
past week.
Now with a vengeance it's coming down,
but people are laughing, they are
inside enjoying a great bon fire.
Let it come, let it come, I won't mind
I have no desire other than see the
young ones fooling around.
Something is crackling, but I don't
know what... is it the log in the fireplace
or my bones that protest the big change.
Let it come down, I will just make some
hot coffee and warm ginger bread for
company. Oh I wished for a change but
never expected mother nature would take
my world and it was not even a prayer...
but it's coming down slowly, furiously,
it stops and than starts all over again.
So now I close this box in front of me,
and slowly dressing up like frosty going
out and see what's like it to embrace the
white and cool snow coming down on me...

Smart Nature

Nature the teacher of  excellence
of all subjects.
She will fool you in believing that
you can play around with
without having a price tag.
Nature is smart and subtle, it
create life to feed our whims and
pleasures.
Most of the times nature speaks
to us in her mysterious language
but we pretend deafness and
more intelligent and neglect to react.
Nature is pureless only if man knows
how to ignore it's cries for help or
tears of panic.  It's telling us not to
invade her space in so many ways.
Leave it be, nature knows what it is
doing but us the human fool, we master
abuse and laugh about it.
Nature one day will say: "Enough is
enough, you either listen to my advice
or I will use force to make you listen".
Will it be too late or are we so fools
that we wish our own destruction???

Turmoil

When on you feel sad and lonely,
never look in a mirror.
Never shut yourself in, but go out,
go out and see the world.
You will see that your sadness is not
as dark as you believe.  In the sky
there's always a light that shines for all of us.

I just wish I had a friend to keep me company,
one who would keep silence until I speak.
One that would walk at my pace and offer me
a hand should I find a pebble sticking to my shoe,
or a soft and gentle hand who offers me a handkerchief
to wipe that salty taste that would eventually reach
my lips chapped by the cold or the heat...
That's what I would need to keep on living one
day at the time.

Mistress

"The sea, like a mistress or a secret lover,
gets hold of you so softly, gently that eventually
you fall in love with it's moods and charms.
Don't try to runaway from it, you can even
curse it, adore it, for sure you will be fed  of
her goods or be your last resting sight during
one of her furious anger.
All try, but no one can conquer her fully,
she's like the mistress that keeps showing you
the most beautiful beauties until you
stupidly betray her, then it becomes
merciless and with just cause.
Oh how I wish it was my backyard view
at the opening of my eyes, never making
her a solid promise, but respectfully I would
be honest, I would show her charm and
beauty that fills me just at her sight..."
That's my love for the sea.

Ray of light

There's no eternal darkness in one's heart,
a ray of light will pass through the darkness.
Darkness is for incredulous humans who
loose the innocence they were born with.
Light is for the eyes the child believing
the world is his.
Look up and wish for your innocence
to be given back to you the looker of that
ray of light and hope.....

Feelings and emotions

Feelings are strange emotions that live within us.
Feelings maybe sad or joyous, controlling
our daily life. 
Don't hide your feelings, don't lock them away
and throw out the key.
they will resurface when you least expect it.
Live your feelings, show your emotions to
the world, you will see that you are not
the only one on this planet with those
feelings and emotions.
WE ARE ALL humans, let's not forget it.

A flower's prayer

The prayer of a flower to the world.

"Pitch dark is the world for sure,
but a ray of light is a gift to enjoy
nature sparkles.
Don't envy my darkness but be happy
that my senses distinguishes
what's around me nightly or
in full daylight..."

Magic dragon adventure

If I could have one and only one
wish, it would be a magic dragon
to follow around the world.

 

Nothing would be smooth, for sure encounters

would try to stop our voyage.

But perseverance and courage,

hope and faith Me and my friend the dragon

will ride through clouds and sunny days,

won't need shelter from the rain,

following the bright stars along with the rainbows,

we will be FRIENDS for ever or until we reach our

destiny.

Where is the snow?

My beautiful country with no snow.
I miss that fine cold powder,
sure at time it was bitter to be pelted by
it.  But other times in the late hours of the
day, one could just stroll and feel the
beauty caressing your face. A gentle flake
would pose itself on my eyelashes or
sticking out my tongue I could feel that
feathered tingle of flake just caress it.
What have we done that the snow does not
fall on my house, my city, my country,
pretty soon it will stop all together and
future generations will not have the privilege
of knowing what is a flake of snow..... 

Red

Never whore anything red in my life,
but always admired people who could
and did.
Never received a red flower
but then could never manage to photograph
one that gave me the perfect shade of red.
So to help this phobia of mine,
I'm going to buy a RED flower,
try to conquer my fears of RED,
pass it on to someone who like me
never managed RED properly.

PS: I'm glad to see people who can still come
and read the few feelings that I still have
these days, believe me it's a hard life but
still worth living it.

Loosing battle

"A moon or a flower,
broken music notes,
maybe just a bad dream
when December arrives
is enough to put you down.
So don't let sorrow stop
you.  Get up and fight the
loosing battle that became
your life.
It's worth every breaths,
every your movements,
every steps you take,
even if they are baby steps. 
You are fighting back to stop
the loosing battle of sickness..."

When I am ....

"When I'm young and foolish,
I turn my back on friends and family.
When I'm old and senile, I answer
back to protect myself.
When no one want to look at me
no matter how old I am,
I turn my back to them and suffer
in silence...."

Souvenirs...

Souvenirs are made
to go back to in
good times and in bad times.
Good times we feel warm inside
when we remember.
Bad times induces us to reflect
on what we could have done
better for a brighter future.

Fly away

"Fly away little beauty,
when you need a friend
I'll be here for you.
You know that my love for
you comes from the heart
withing me, so I'll let you
fly until you come back to me ...".

Morning dew

"Let me catch the morning dew,
save it for creatures with a dry mouth.
I will not spoil this dew, but offer it as
a sign of peace and love to those who
will come and drink the fresh morning dew
that I saved for them..."

Search of perfectness

"As my eyes first open,
I search for a perfectness
around me and the world.
At the passing of the hours,
I can only anticipate what
lays ahead. 
In the evening, with a calm
shadow following me ,  I
finally enjoy the spectacle that
I have anticipated all day long,
A bright ball of fire shinning
on my land before wishing me a
serene goodnight again and
again until I tire of this phase
and run to another that will be
mine for eternity..."

Mish mash

Life is a mish mash
a friend who doesn't believe
in himself anymore.
We all get curves in life,
dark, somber, diabolic, they
hurt way down to the pits
of the stomach,
don't allow certain taught
darken life, in reality they
only render you sad,
are good to create havoc
with your head and
sickens your heart. What is
meant to be will be,
it's written in the stars,
are you fortunate to be born
on the good star, then maybe
your path will be smother than
mine.....


I read some words almost like
these a long time ago when I was young
and foolish. I believed that all stars
and mish mash were the same for all. 

Fading stress

"For a while in your day stop
give yourself time for the stress
to fade away.
Let your eyes search the golden
surroundings and maybe you might
see the dancing of a gorgeous tree.
Open your ears and softly you will hear
the wind running and singing clearly.
Tomorrow might only be, neons back time
have gone. A future can and can't be,
but today is your day to embrace and
squeeze life for another day..."

the mist

"Let your body be enveloped
by the morning mist to cleanse
your body and walk in the
evening fog to shake out the
miseries accumulated since
the morning mist..."

Cherokee Prayer

Hold on to what is good, even if it's a handful of earth...
Hold on to what you believe, even if it's a tree that stands by itself...
Hold on to what you must do, even if it's a long way from here...
Hold on to your life, even if it's easier to let go....
Hold on to my hand, even if I've gone away from you.

Why publish these words is beyond me at this time,
but it's good to go back to the words of the wiseman....

And here is the italian version by  Gabriela Balaj.
Tieni stretto ciò che è buono, anche se è un pugno di terra.
Tieni stretto ciò in cui credi, anche se è un albero solitario.
Tieni stretto ciò che devi fare, anche se è molto lontano da qui.
Tieni stretta la vita, anche se è più facile lasciarsi andare.
Tieni stretta la mia mano, anche quando mi sono allontanato da te

A friend...

A friend you will at times take
more time than you imagine
to recognize.  It is not your fault
but circumstances of life that
makes it difficult to see through
oneself and others.
A friend is he who offers you not
is clean kerchief but instead is
dirty one. That's how you can see
that he passed many miseries in
his life and he will be able to understand
yours and forget his.
A friend is the penny that keeps coming
and back and back.
Eventually you will start to look at it
and see that the friend is what you
needed in good times, in bad times,
in poorness or richness....                                                                                   

Field mouse

I'm a tiny field mouse.
No one pays attention to me if they happen
to look at me.
Sorry people if you believe I'm not a living
being.  Like you I eat, I drink, I play and I sleep
and make babies also.
So when you see me don't start screaming,
my ears are very sensitive and I get headaches
just like you.
I love to be cute to children, they don't know
the difference between a mean animal and a playing
one.  Most of the time it's the parents that annoy me,
the point at me and laugh at me.
Oh well there's a saying in the human language that
goes like this:

"Don't spit in the air -
eventually it will come back on your face..."
Please be kind and considerate towards
us animals.

Ciao little one from heaven

A letter from heaven from a father to
his daughter on her wedding day.
"Hi there my darling little girl it's daddy
from heaven coming to see you on this
special occasion.  I'm sorry little one
if I can't be with you physically, but
believe me I'm right beside you even if
you don't see me.
How I dreamed of this day, since your
first scream at your birth, I knew deep in
me that you would be a bundle of joy and
pride to me.
I know your heart is heavy and I (as your
father) can feel your heartbreak and your
fitting tears trying to push through me.
I'm trying hard not to let these sentiments
take possession of your body, you really
don't need them and don't deserve them,
TODAY it's your day to shine bright in
the crowd that will surround you and the
young man you brought to me to accept
my approval of your choice.  He is a good
fellow, be good to him and he will be good
to you and the family you will together
create when you feel ready to accept and
take responsibility for a tiny screaming read
head like the one I held in my arms as soon
as you come into this world.
Today I will eat and joke with you, I will try
my best not to step on your feet on your first
dance as a married women, you will feel my
arms around you and like in the older days
you tried to make yourself comfortable  on
my feet and saying "Daddy make me dance..."
Little one I thank you for your continuous love,
for your taughts when you remember me, I know
that deep in that little heart of yours there's always
a place that is mine.  So little one I bless you from
heaven and when you need me, you just say that
little word that came out of your instantly when
you needed me....
"Daddy, stop and listen to me, I need you".
and I will stop what I'm doing in heaven and
come to you.  It's my promisse to you on your
wedding day.
Love angel Daddy.

It's starting...

Why do my bones complain,
they should be happy, no more
humidity in the air.
The nights have started to cool down,
the critters of the night don't really
sing anymore.  The fireflies are
gone, it's too cold for them, now
I know why my bones complain,
it's started, the sun is slowly loosing
it's warm power. Oh colors you
decided from one day to another
to just up and change, from rich
dark green, you have now rubbed
the golden color from the sun,
and the moon is putting a drop
of dew on twigs and leaves,
on branches and flowers just to
remind them that soon they
will become fire and then just
drop and die.....

Rebel

My heart bleeds from despair,
my mind is rebelling from stupidities,
my body never tires from telling me
to slow down, but I stubborn as I can be
don't want to stop and reflect on life
has I see fit to live it.
Do I make any sense, how can anyone
reading these words can judge me for
what I am or am not.
Don't judge me and for sure I will not
judge you in anyway or shape.
Don't ask me to do things I don't want to,
it's against my rules and rules are made
to be followed and not broken just because
they do not fit my life style....

Splendid time

Searching, looking and curiosity is the message of
today's generation. A dad and two daughters looking for
refreshing views around the world.

Adventures

"Like this fly
undertake an
unknown flight
into space & keep
your imagination
alive...."

Paradise

Paradise is not for all people.
Only a few are born under the lucky
star and find paradise on this life.
We can look around but not all is gold that
shines. So paradise is in our mind and maybe in
our hearts...
Never despair in joyful moments,
but be happy when you are in sorrow.
Sorrow is what makes you win your paradise
either on earth or elsewhere.