Engleza de joi/ Porous

Porous = having minute interstices through which liquid or air may pass.

“Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.” – Rainer Maria Rilke

 

Art by Vladimir Kush.

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Steal the sun

Steal the sun
With gilded sincerity.

Place it in your heart
with silvery fingers.
Touch lives with the same warmth.

If you do not have money to decorate your life with precious artifacts, decorate life with precious deeds and meaningful words. Words that speak to hearts and make them see the precious artifacts they are.

 

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Cobweb dance

HE loves me
He keeps my tears
at bay
in a corner crystal ball
and my heart in a field of molten flowers*.
I want to loose the yarn
Again he pours
crimson dew on my weary tales
whilst I am not looking…
It warms like midnight kisses…

My mind smells
the sweet cinnamon
glueing his words together
My eyes see naught
But my garden lilies caught
in cobweb intoxicating grip
and exhilarating dance…

 

*Source of inspiration – The B-52’s.

Art – Cobweb Dance by Charles Courtney Curran.

 

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Engleza de joi/ Eccentric

Eccentric = unconventional and slightly strange.

“Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.” – Bertrand Russell

Art by Michael Cheval.

 

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Moon and Mine

“Who are you?”
I asked.

I am a piece of heaven
that reveals the most
to ones in love…

They see the sea
and the tiptoeing stars
barely touching the milky lanes.

Under constellations
Their faces glitter
with words released
yet not spoken…
They are the children
of the stars…
that take away the meaning
of twilights and dawns.

The dust of stars
speaks more
than the sun.

 

My last sea holiday this year has been putting ideas in my heart. Yet, again.
Pictures taken in Corfu.

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Engleza de joi/ Lurk

Lurk =  to wait or move in a secret way so that you cannot be seen.

“You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”
Ray Bradbury

Art by Anton Pieck.

 

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I am a forest

I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
Friederich Nietzsche

I am a cloud, and a siege of tornadoes: but he who is not afraid of my swirl, will find banks of rainbows beneath my grey.
I am a gale, and the yearn to push boats ahaven: but he who is not afraid of my blow, will fly with the skylarks.
I am a sea, and a green of waves: but he who is not afraid of my abyss, will swim away with the mermaids.
I am the night, and the thrill of dark dreams: but he who is not afraid of my nightmares, will fall sleep with the daffodils.

 

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Engleza de joi/ Hermit

Hermit = a person living in solitude, recluse.

“Consciousness is a born hermit.” – George Santayana

Art by Tim White.

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Gaze

“A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…”Do the stars gaze back?” Now that’s a question.” – Neil Gaiman

Yes, they do. When you’re in love.

 

Art by Warwick Goble.

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The moon

In the evening
with my eyelashes
I kill all the events of the day
I choke perceptions and
reveries green
That could be real
Pending dream.

In the evening

with my fingers

I spin yarns

For your sweet bedlams…

“I’ll be looking at the moon,
but I’ll be seeing you.”
Michael Ondaatje

 

Art by Yajuro Takashima.

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