I'm starting to panic

When in doubt one should not persist,
I played around with my blog and
can't seem to be able to go back to the
old version.
Is it me or the responsible of this site
that are doing changes and not consulting
or inquiring with the users.
I have sent them some feedback,
but never got a response. So please
be patient with me and hopefully I will
return with this crisis resolved.

Thank you.

Careful with your wishes

A human phantom knelt on the dry grass,
looked up at the sky and said an unknown
prayer for a few drops of rain to fall.
The sky took off his dark robe and
a bright sunny shine took over the land.
the human phantom started to cry for
his upcoming loss little did he know that
a deluge was around the corner...

NB: These words are not mine,should the author
recognize them, please let me know to give your
credit.

Only you

"I marvel at every look that goes your way.
You and only you never disappoints me
or my fascination for that light in the dark sky...."

Out of the fog

"I'm counting the blessing
for reaching the end of the foggy road,
I went round and round but
could not find my way out,
the fog was so thick to obscur
my eyesight and my soul.
Fortunately, a beam, of sunlight
broke through the fog of life
and I'm enjoying a full sunlight
at last...".

Boulder

"Sitting on the edge of a boulder,
the sun warms my body
while the breeze caresses my
soul. My old eyes scans the
faraway horizon for fear of
loosing the sight of beauty
created for nature lovers of
this planet WE call home..."

Like a flower

"My thoughts are like a flower,
the more light I absorb the
more enjoyful is my creativity.
At night it closes and brews,
at sunrise it florishes,
in daytime I'm the pride and joy,
at sundown I kiss all goodbyes
and say until next time,
I have found my love & keep
it tight to my heart...."

Sun going down...

"I won't let all that
gleam & beauty
go to waste,
I will capture it's glow,
immortalize it with the little
box (camera) and share it
with the world,saying
when you see the twilight's
last gleaming rays dance before
your eyes, the silence is noiseless,
that's me snapping another sun going
down to share with the world......"

A new Dawn

"Each day, awakening,
are we asked to paint the sky blue?
Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom?
Need we teach birds to sing or a child to laugh,
or even lovers to kiss?
No, though we think the world imperfect,
it surrounds us each day with its perfections.
We are asked only to appreciate them,
and to show appreciation by living
in peaceful harmony amidst them.
The Creator does not ask that we
create a perfect world;
He asks that we celebrate it...."

The walls

"Do not fear the lifeless walls that surrounds you,
they are friendly and harmless in your youth.
You create multiple designs from the bottom
to the top of those walls  & change them at will
as your days go by.
But the  day that your creativity leaves you,
is the day you shall fear the walls.
They become your enemies,
but you will locate and use strengths
beyond your knowledge and fight the lifeless walls
until the pale moonlight or the harsh
sunlight will let your out of those
oppressing walls guiding you to a better
life....".

Maybe tomorrow

 

No maze is huge enough to contain my 

searching soul.

A frosted pane shields my eyes view 

of an artic world.

To no avail, I try to pierce the design made 

by a polar cold snap.  

No warm breath from my mouth or 

the heat of my hands can break the 

engineering work done by nature

around me, maybe tomorrow I will try

again to break the spell of this artic freezing

cold and fierce hauling winds reminding

me that I'm old and frail not able to 

support the wining of this generation of 

wrecking mother nature best show......

The old Lady

I'm a lost lady
or so the world says.
With my white hair and
wrinkled face people owe me
some respect.
I breath and cheat
like no tomorrow.
I'm good at disguising
my feelings, but
its short lived, someone
always ask me why.
I make unattainable
demands from myself,  never
expecting concrete results.
I could walk on and on
but there's no place too
faraway for me to reach.
I look and listen to strange
sounds that reach my brain,
knowing full well they do not
belong in my vocabulary.
I refuse & won't look at
those who are less fortunate
than me, for fear of being
one of them in a future life.
That's me running around,
searching and questioning
my life, after 6 almost
7 decades I still can't figure
out this world I proclaim as
mine.....

Same sky - different horizon

We all live under the same sky, 
but we don't all have the same horizon. 


"let the sun set,
rest from your long day,
give it enough time
to reach my horizon
for a while before
I send it back in your sky...."

Silence....

"Up in the sky all is dark,
down below all is quiet.
A soft drizzle of rain tries to
wash the ground,
attenuating the rising silent cries.
Crows hide from my walk afraid to
disturb my wandering eyes.
Turning to the right,
turning to the left,
I can't find the player
of the lamenting bugle.
It's there, I can hear it's strident
sound in the quietness
of this land....."

Lonely

Loneliness is a danger to your
mind.
Never give up on hope,
life is short but with loneliness
it becomes hell.

The concert

I left my heart in a concert.
What a concert  it was,
not always in tune
but no one really cared
I left the concert behind me
to follow an adventure full
of off beat music in my dreams.
Alone in a canoe gently sawed
by a cool breeze, I cried for 
not hearing the concert
calling the notes to the wind
but looking a the shimmering
dancing lights on the water
I realized that they were dancing
at the tune of nature's music
playing only for those who wanted
to hear it or that could not hear it
physically........

Cry of help

Why this bold image and colors!

strange how when we start to sink

nothing seems to pull us up again.

Nothing seems right and all seems wrong.

Ones mind sees black one day

and white at another day, there's

no in between...

Others seem to enjoy life while me in my

corner can't stop sulking, I'm angry

at the world for not seeing that I'm looking

for a speck of help.

While time passes by in good times and 

hard times, no one, but no one, wants to

tend me a hand.  

Do I turn myself to junk

or do I stay clean, 

do I run or do I stay still.

No answers for now since I'm sure that

none will come tomorrow.

I can't cry and can't scream for fear of

being tagged as a bad human being. 

Do I turn right or do I turn left for asking

for a simple little gesture of help...

I will just sit down and wait for nature

to take it's course and then and only then

I will be free of this world......

Good Morning Sunshine

In a field of sunflowers,
swinging gently to the mood of the wind,
a happy song can be heard miles around
it's the sunflowers calling the insatiable 
friend the bee to come and start eating.
The clouds are there giving respite from
the heat and the flies are waiting their
turn to explore the immense field of seeds.
I look around and say, Good Morning Sunshine....

Shadow

In the shadow of my twin
I live in solitary.
Half of my soul is dying
while I'm still thriving
to survive.
Complications do occur
it's only in my mind
they keep flourish, my body
rejects my grasps.
Lonely I cry and scream
at the whims of the wind.
Skys stole the life of my
eyes and tempests occur
trashing me around.
Tall I stand in the sight
of my home the eternal field
of joy....

Baby it's HOT.

It's so hot, that I joined the youngsters today in this water slide....

Yahooooooooo it was fun...

Blue

 

A blue as such 

for a person needs to fulfill
a dream and feel FREEDOM
from the daily hustle & bustle
of it's ordinary life.