Dangers lurks on every walking moment
on an absent mind.
Dangers follow every steps you take
there's no sound to warn you,
shadows are silent and nature
keeps on sleeping.
No birds are awake,
very few leaves are dancing tonight,
animals are fearing your steps
but will not hide, curious to see
a human not chasing them away.
Suddenly a chill on my spine
warns me that danger is ahead
my eyes are fearless commanding
my brain to keep on going, where to
I still don't know.... the music is
stopped and I just stand slowly
falling victim to my daily demons
created for me and by me....
Music of Thanks for the dance...
Thanks for the dance
I'm sorry you’re tired
The evening has hardly begun
Thanks for the dance
Try to look inspired
One two three, one two three one
There’s a rose in your hair
Your shoulders are bare
You’ve been wearing this costume forever
So turn up the music
Pour out the wine
Stop at the surface
The surface is fine
We don’t need to go any deeper
Thanks for the dance
I hear that we’re married
One two three, one two three one
Thanks for the dance
And the baby you carried
It was almost a daughter or a son
And there’s nothing to do
But to wonder if you
Are as hopeless as me
And as decent
We’re joined in the spirit
Joined at the hip
Joined in the panic
Wondering if
We’ve come to some sort
Of agreement
It was fine it was fast
We were first we were last
In line at the Temple of Pleasure
But the green was so green
And the blue was so blue
I was so I
And you were so you
The crisis was light
As a feather
Thanks for the dance
It was hell, it was swell,
It was fun
Thanks for all the dances
One two three, one two three one
NB: Photo is not mine, but this spring I
will go & take a photo that will be mine.
If author objects - just leave me a note
will remove it.
I just found out he is resting in my city.
On this 24 December, only missing 6 minutes
to midnight, I feel secure and protected
in my little corner of the world.
The world is either quiet or full of turmoil
but comes 11:59 all men of good will,
animals and sea world stops for that minute
and peace descends on us all.
Let there be no sickness, hate, killings,
jealousy disturb that one minute awaited
by all. Look up at the sky and say with
your mind, your body or anything that
you like. 'THANKS, TONIGHT I'M ALIVE...'
When the angel comes
be ready to listen to her/him.
On a daily walk by the river,
way down by a little stream
there was this little formation
screaming to me.
I could hear a sound,
but never turned around,
I saw shadows that blinded me,
but kept on walking.
I stumbled on a piece of ice
and then I saw the little
angel laughing at me
for not paying attention to her
warnings.
I picked himself up with a
red face, took my camera from
the ground, hoping it was still
functional (and happy it did not
land in the stream) and snapped
a couple of shot at the icy angel
thanking her in silence for showing
me that I am not better than anyone
else ...
My womb was the angel's home,
The moment she took over my body
I knew that the time was long to pass,
how I loved this tiny creature
growing in my body no one will ever know.
She spread her wings to tell me to slow down,
she would kick if I became lazy, she wanted
to move around.
Somersaults were her specialty until
tiredness took over, then she would suck her
thumb in silence giving us time for resting.
Oh my little angel don't ever forget me
tell your friends to be good to you,
otherwise they will deal with me.
Little angel with golden hair
let them blow at the whim of your desire.
Let no one tell you that those gorgeous
blue eyes were not the mirror of your
keepers eyes. Let me share a tear or two,
that is what I can do. My arms are empty
and cold, my heart is heavy and full of
sorrow. I can feel your caress when you
visit me even dough I can't see you.
There my angel be happy and free in
your world and never forget me, remember
that I can't see you, but I can feel you.....
NB: At this time of the year, I feel sad for
people who have lost a newborn child.
May mother and child love each other
without putting a distance between their
love. My own mother lost twins at 8 months
pregnant. I still recall the sadness one could
read in her eyes. Hope now they are all
happy in heaven.
In the depth of the night
when all is covered of silence
lights dance in the darkness
mesmerized by the flames
dancing around me
tantalizing my eyes and feelings.
I can't stop them, for fear of
loosing this moment.
How I've reached this point
without any effort, just by
shear imagination of mine
in the darkness of the night.
I let you go on this night
I waved at your dancing away
from earth, leaving me
behind to catch all your breath
to make them mine, your
shining tears caught in my
hands to cherish in darker
nights. No words for now,
one day when my anger at
loosing you, I will cry my heart
out imploring you to come and
get me to be with you, you
gave me the fire of life and
I wanted it back in your arms.
Today December 6th, 1989 (30 years ago)
around 4 P.M. started the massacre of 14 young
engineering women. Their only crime for such
a death was being a WOMAN. They were at
the university of Montreal in the engineering
faculty when a young man bursted in the classroom
asked the male students to go out and started
shooting at the female students, then walked out
and started shooting at more students.
It was a pure and simple a crime against female
that lasted 20 minutes or so.
At the end with his own semi-automatic gun killed
himself. Crimes against female is still strong today
around the world, it has no class, no ethnicity, no
age barrier, no one is safe unless society takes full
responsibility and says 'END' this war against
women.
These young women are crying from their graves,
seing that their death did not stop this nonsense violence
still going on today. Politicians, look at their pockets,
manufacturers it's their balance sheet on gun sales that
counts, everyone is good at talking but no one is good
at stopping it... these women are not here anymore
but WE are and WE are doing nothing....
What are we doing to our animals.
Our friends need a voice,
Juno here is a gentle animal,
very affectionate and also intelligent.
A fully white and only a touch of
color on his mouth and huge sad
eyes. I asked around as to who was
the owner to no avail. I gave an apple
and his ears perked as if saying "are
you going to fed me again soon".
he was shivering and with a messy
mane, wished I could have brought him
home with me. I continued to pat him,
talked to him, and fed him more apples.
Finally with broken heart I snapped this
shot and just drove away. Silently
Promising him that I would stop by
next time I'm in the area with more
apples and carots.
