Mimosa

 A flower beautiful like a woman,
resilient like a woman,
and celebrated for women.
But what happens once 

that day passes?

What flower do we put on a woman's

grave dead at the hands of man!

Wiseman

A wise man once told me...

worrying doesn't take away

TOMORROW'S TROUBLES,

it takes away

TODAY'S PEACE

and that HIT ME DEEP.

These are words that are not mine,

but in today's world I wonder how 

many wise men are still around.

It's sad and madness prevailing from

people who are blinded by their ego,

by their thirst of power, money and

are ready to sacrifice human beings 

for a minute of shining power. 

 

Searching...

What is new, I really don't know
my life is upside down and I truly
don't have any ideas on how to put
it back in order. 

Why do I feel that I'm walking on

egg shells not feeling the pain

that I inflict myself. I can't stop

crying from looking at my poor

body that refuses to listen to me.

A travel through books, old letters

to no avail, no answers are there

that will calm me down. I'm

looking for peace that I don't grasp

music that sounds great to my

ears but my heart can't stand. 

Am I true to my self, I really 

don't know and at this point

in my life I can't really care anymore.

Please help me find a magic potion

before I give up on life.

Oh me, poor me, what have I done

to deserve this misery at this point

in my life...  

Life stages

A bed  of flower but not sleep
a nature clock but not time
a book of pages but know knowledge
a position all right or all left  but not respect
medicine  but abuse in system but not health
expensive amusements but not friendship
proclamation of obedience but not faithfulness
a millionaire house but not home.

 

Pride not political

 

I'm not a politician,
I don't even follow politics,
but faith in my flag 
is my pride and joy.

STAND UP and say
THANK YOU to this 
beautiful country of ours
CANADA.

Sound of your cry

The clock by the bed is ticking too loud in the quiet night

I lie in the darkness thinking I must go before it's light Before you open up your eyes and you beg me to stay I'll leave 'cause I can't stand to see you hurt this way Sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Though I knew the time was coming and our love would end somehow I just couldn't bear to tell you exactly just when or how I know we can't go on, that it was wrong to start But if you wake up crying now, you know you'll break my heart Sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Ohhhh, sleep my love as I kiss you, kiss you, kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Ohhhh, sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear oh no, the sound of your cry Ohhhh, sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Oh ooh ooh ooh, sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye Then I won't hear the sound of your cry Sleep my love as I kiss you goodbye 

Then I won't hear the sound of your cry

NB: this is sang by Elvis Presley

True or False

 

A wise man once told me...

worrying doesn't take away

TOMORROW'S TROUBLES,

it takes away

TODAY'S PEACE

and that HIT ME DEEP.

Time have not changed and MEN have not learned.

If......

I'm still trying

The old book ...

 

Open a book and see your life going by.

Sadness found in pages along with findings

of happiness and exciting citations. Turning

pages to see the holding of the next chapter, or

you close the book from disappointments. 

My free sky

"Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me".

This message from nature would

be best applied to our politicians

who are not there for the people,

nature, world, our planet, no sir

they are there just to fill up their

pockets to the fullest and then

just leave everyone wandering it

could have happened.... 

Untouched beauty

Hidden in deepness one can see

the river banks covered at times by dirt

at times by moss, a little wezzing from a

lost flying insect can easily be heard.  The

river stopped flowing between rocks 

polished like crystals and brightly shining

when caressed by a strand of rays. 

My heart opens to this untouched beauty,

my eyes search the skies for it's clarity,

my spirit lifts so high trying to reach my

love grown so deep to not be able to let

you go....

Fantasy

You're going to the moon! 

What did you forget to pack?

Every child dreams of going to

the moon, but please make sure

he has is teddy bear!

Early morning dreams

On early mornings I watch the moon
on one hand, and the dawn on my other hand,

You are my moon sister, 

while you dawn are my brother.

With a bow tightly drawn back

I can shoot for the dancing stars in front of 

my eyes. I count you all for being my prizes

just like pieces of sweet candies on the tip

of my tongue, others I dreamly plan to 

plant them like flower seeds in spring 

to offer the the moon to caress and the stars

to illuminate. If only my dreams could

be realized then I know that I am like

a free spirit and alive.