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Engleza de joi/ Have an axe to grind

Have an axe to grind = to have a ​strong ​personal ​opinion about something that you ​want ​people to ​accept and that is the ​reason why you do something. I have an axe to grind about fairness… Or as dear

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A beautiful spring!

When you catch a dream, you run after another in continuation of the first. For you, Spring has built so much Love as to fill the sky with blue and the gardens with happy green. I bid you to live

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The night of last

The night of last was as charmed as the lust for balmy winds awake in the fields, betrothed with hills loved by the mere and the surreal moons Touching you with the fire of springs.     Art By Rene

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Blooming chart

My blooming chart says Love is not Love that could not resist the flowers to seed, bloom, bask in the moon, wither in the wind and wait patiently in the ground more agains than springs…          

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Love nebula

I believe that above everything there hovers a Nebula of love. And randomly, one builds a stairway to the nebula and starts throwing buckets of love to you. Because it is sweet and warm, you confuse it with wild rain

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Quote

I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power,

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Crude autumn afternoon

In autumns we follow the light… We find it shuffling her feet on leaves early yellow in despairs for winters. It hurries onto Your face As golden as midsummer roses Absorbing all the beauties that were… Press a little bit

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She has

She has the moon to see the time… Full moons come and wane. So do us and our time… Pictures by me, by the side of a mountain and the heart of the sea.

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Harbour flare

Harbours are places for encounters We go there often. We play a game Of looking at ships gliding Through foreign scents and mists and amiable far-aways… Water is a place for life and dreams. Painting: Harbour flare by John Atkinson

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Harald Sohlberg

Harald Sohlberg. I could write a poem for each and every one of his paintings. ……………………………………………….. What is the light without a moon And the moon without the light? The light is what we crave But moon is what we

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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