I would like to capture a dew drop on the leave of a waterlily
and a sunbeam falling on your skin.
I would like to taste the smell of roses
and shine as the full moon.
I would like to take a walk in your dreams
and fall in your arms.
I would like to grow fields of love
and harvest all year long.
I would like to find you
and cherish and love.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Duuhh!!
Three construction workers are sitting on top of a building and take a lunch break.
The first one is a Romanian, the second a Belgian and the third one a Moldavian.
The Romanian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again cheese! It has been cheese for the last ten years. If I get cheese tomorrow I jump from this building.
The Belgian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again ham! It has been ham for the last ten years. If I get ham tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The Moldavian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again jam! It has been jam for the last ten years. If I get jam tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The next day at lunch.
The Romanian opens his box and sees the cheese. He says goodbey to the others and jumps.
The Belgian opens his box and sees the ham. He says goodbey to the Moldavian and jumps.
The Moldavian opens his box and sees the jam. He shakes his head and jumps to.
Later that day the three wifes of the workers are there to identify their husbands.
The Romanian says: if I would have known about the cheese I would have given him ham or salami!
The belgian says: if I would have known about the ham I would have given him cheese or salami.
And the Moldavian says: And I couldn't know because he was making his own lunch for the last ten years.
The first one is a Romanian, the second a Belgian and the third one a Moldavian.
The Romanian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again cheese! It has been cheese for the last ten years. If I get cheese tomorrow I jump from this building.
The Belgian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again ham! It has been ham for the last ten years. If I get ham tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The Moldavian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again jam! It has been jam for the last ten years. If I get jam tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The next day at lunch.
The Romanian opens his box and sees the cheese. He says goodbey to the others and jumps.
The Belgian opens his box and sees the ham. He says goodbey to the Moldavian and jumps.
The Moldavian opens his box and sees the jam. He shakes his head and jumps to.
Later that day the three wifes of the workers are there to identify their husbands.
The Romanian says: if I would have known about the cheese I would have given him ham or salami!
The belgian says: if I would have known about the ham I would have given him cheese or salami.
And the Moldavian says: And I couldn't know because he was making his own lunch for the last ten years.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Leapsa !
Tu dupa ce tanjesti ? (What are you longing for?) - Absolute peace of mind for all man kind.
Cand ai spus ultima oara “Te iubesc”? (When did you say "I love you" last time?) - This morning.
Defineste fericirea in 3 cuvinte (define happiness in three words)- Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand ai fost ultima oara fericit(a)? (When was the last time you were happy?) - Now!
Ce crezi ca te face fericit(a)? (What do you think makes you happy?) - Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand te-ai gandit ultima oara la fericirea ta? (When did you last think about your happiness?) -
Today, but especially yesterday evening when I was writing on the blog.
Got t from Georgi and send to Jokerstyle.
Cand ai spus ultima oara “Te iubesc”? (When did you say "I love you" last time?) - This morning.
Defineste fericirea in 3 cuvinte (define happiness in three words)- Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand ai fost ultima oara fericit(a)? (When was the last time you were happy?) - Now!
Ce crezi ca te face fericit(a)? (What do you think makes you happy?) - Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand te-ai gandit ultima oara la fericirea ta? (When did you last think about your happiness?) -
Today, but especially yesterday evening when I was writing on the blog.
Got t from Georgi and send to Jokerstyle.
Leapsa
Tell me your first:
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send it to Snoopsy and Dili
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send it to Snoopsy and Dili
Ah Children
Teacher in a first grade class: Name three animals who live in Afrika.
Kid: A lion and two girafs.
Kid: A lion and two girafs.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
The frightening story of happiness.
A man is the strangest animal.
I can only talk about myself because I never was another man.
Growing up in innocence and sheltered from evil,
at least as much as possible.
Through the cracks of the barricades,
in the form of smoke,
it brings cancer in your life not realising what it is,
exactly,
that it is going to take away.
Mark one.
The pain never went away completely.
I love her still, I always will.
You become your own man.
I chose how I wanted to live,
who I wanted to be and stay.
The world is nothing like they told you.
Mark two.
Deception is a constant neighbour.
You find it in friends and family
and comfort in the unknown future.
Then it happened.
Mark three.
True love knocks on your door.
It really was true love because it kept on knocking
until I opened the door.
I was and am so lucky that love is stubborn
and doesn't give up on me.
Love gave me a wonderful all fulfilling son, sun.
Here is a cliche: I love my love.
Just can't loose this.
Final mark.
I can only talk about myself because I never was another man.
Growing up in innocence and sheltered from evil,
at least as much as possible.
Through the cracks of the barricades,
in the form of smoke,
it brings cancer in your life not realising what it is,
exactly,
that it is going to take away.
Mark one.
The pain never went away completely.
I love her still, I always will.
You become your own man.
I chose how I wanted to live,
who I wanted to be and stay.
The world is nothing like they told you.
Mark two.
Deception is a constant neighbour.
You find it in friends and family
and comfort in the unknown future.
Then it happened.
Mark three.
True love knocks on your door.
It really was true love because it kept on knocking
until I opened the door.
I was and am so lucky that love is stubborn
and doesn't give up on me.
Love gave me a wonderful all fulfilling son, sun.
Here is a cliche: I love my love.
Just can't loose this.
Final mark.
Friday, March 20, 2009
OOHHH!
A cowboy is in bed making love to his wife when another cowboy comes in and threatens them with a gun.
The gunman tells the cowboy to get out of bed and to stand in a lasso that he had put on the floor.
He said: If you come out of the lasso I will shoot you.
The cowboy gets into the lasso and the gunman gets into bed rapping his wife.
Suddenly the cowboy starts to laugh out loud!
The gunman, still vey busy, askes him what is so funny?
The cowboy: Hahaha, I ws out of the lasso already 3 times and you didn't even see it!
The gunman tells the cowboy to get out of bed and to stand in a lasso that he had put on the floor.
He said: If you come out of the lasso I will shoot you.
The cowboy gets into the lasso and the gunman gets into bed rapping his wife.
Suddenly the cowboy starts to laugh out loud!
The gunman, still vey busy, askes him what is so funny?
The cowboy: Hahaha, I ws out of the lasso already 3 times and you didn't even see it!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Hope
Ok guys, lets start. With your permission I'll put the first sentence and each time you want to add one do it in the comments please. There are no restriction about how many as long you don't put two in a row, OK?
HOPE
The light of the sun shines from behind a single white cloud
and the stars in us are begging for its light screaming out loud
The shadow of a branch is covering my hand,
the lilac opens its leaves, a new brand.
My eyes dare to dream touching a sunbeam,
that could quench my thirst for energy.
My heart catches a tear in a net of hope,
made of tiny stitches of a broken dream
keeping it from falling on the sorrow's slope.
The net is golden, the feeling high,
I heal my wings and fly and fly and fly.
Without regrets, no looking back.
The world is lying naked at my feet.
Newborn and pure is our hope.
I want to thank my poetry girls for their inspiration and a wonderful result.
HOPE
The light of the sun shines from behind a single white cloud
and the stars in us are begging for its light screaming out loud
The shadow of a branch is covering my hand,
the lilac opens its leaves, a new brand.
My eyes dare to dream touching a sunbeam,
that could quench my thirst for energy.
My heart catches a tear in a net of hope,
made of tiny stitches of a broken dream
keeping it from falling on the sorrow's slope.
The net is golden, the feeling high,
I heal my wings and fly and fly and fly.
Without regrets, no looking back.
The world is lying naked at my feet.
Newborn and pure is our hope.
I want to thank my poetry girls for their inspiration and a wonderful result.
Origine of Friday the 13th
According to folklorists, there is no written evidence for a "Friday the 13th" superstition before the 19th century.[4][5][6] The earliest known documented reference in English occurs in an 1869 biography of Gioachino Rossini:
[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.[7]
However, some folklore is passed on through oral traditions. In addition, "determining the origins of superstitions is an inexact science, at best. In fact, it's mostly guesswork."[8] Consequently, several theories have been proposed about the origin of the Friday the 13th superstition.
One theory states that it is a modern amalgamation of two older superstitions: that thirteen is an unlucky number and that Friday is an unlucky day.
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve signs of the zodiac, twelve hours of the clock, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, twelve gods of Olympus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper or a Norse myth, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.[5]
Friday has been considered an unlucky day at least since the 14th century's The Canterbury Tales,[3] and many other professions have regarded Friday as an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects. Black Friday has been associated with stock market crashes and other disasters since the 1800s.[6][9] It has also been suggested that Friday has been considered an unlucky day because, according to Christian scripture and tradition, Jesus was crucified on a Friday. [10]
On the other hand, another theory by author Charles Panati, one of the leading authorities on the subject of "Origins" maintains that the superstition can be traced back to ancient myth:
The actual origin of the superstition, though, appears also to be a tale in Norse mythology. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil - a gathering of thirteen - and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week. For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as "Witches' Sabbath."[11]
Another theory about the origin of the superstition traces the event to the arrest of the legendary Knights Templar. According to one expert:
The Knights Templar were a monastic military order founded in Jerusalem in 1118 C.E., whose mission was to protect Christian pilgrims during the Crusades. Over the next two centuries, the Knights Templar became extraordinarily powerful and wealthy. Threatened by that power and eager to acquire their wealth, King Philip secretly ordered the mass arrest of all the Knights Templar in France on Friday, October 13, 1307 - Friday the 13th.[4]
The connection between the superstition and the Knights Templar was popularized in the 2003 novel The Da Vinci Code, however, some experts think that it is relatively recent and is a modern-day invention.[9][3][8] For example, the superstition is rarely found before the 20th century, when it became extremely common. One author, noting that references are all but nonexistent before 1907 but frequently seen thereafter, has argued that its popularity derives from the publication that year of Thomas W. Lawson's popular novel Friday, the Thirteenth,[12] in which an unscrupulous broker takes advantage of the superstition to create a Wall Street panic on a Friday the 13th.[4]
[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.[7]
However, some folklore is passed on through oral traditions. In addition, "determining the origins of superstitions is an inexact science, at best. In fact, it's mostly guesswork."[8] Consequently, several theories have been proposed about the origin of the Friday the 13th superstition.
One theory states that it is a modern amalgamation of two older superstitions: that thirteen is an unlucky number and that Friday is an unlucky day.
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve signs of the zodiac, twelve hours of the clock, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, twelve gods of Olympus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper or a Norse myth, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.[5]
Friday has been considered an unlucky day at least since the 14th century's The Canterbury Tales,[3] and many other professions have regarded Friday as an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects. Black Friday has been associated with stock market crashes and other disasters since the 1800s.[6][9] It has also been suggested that Friday has been considered an unlucky day because, according to Christian scripture and tradition, Jesus was crucified on a Friday. [10]
On the other hand, another theory by author Charles Panati, one of the leading authorities on the subject of "Origins" maintains that the superstition can be traced back to ancient myth:
The actual origin of the superstition, though, appears also to be a tale in Norse mythology. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil - a gathering of thirteen - and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week. For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as "Witches' Sabbath."[11]
Another theory about the origin of the superstition traces the event to the arrest of the legendary Knights Templar. According to one expert:
The Knights Templar were a monastic military order founded in Jerusalem in 1118 C.E., whose mission was to protect Christian pilgrims during the Crusades. Over the next two centuries, the Knights Templar became extraordinarily powerful and wealthy. Threatened by that power and eager to acquire their wealth, King Philip secretly ordered the mass arrest of all the Knights Templar in France on Friday, October 13, 1307 - Friday the 13th.[4]
The connection between the superstition and the Knights Templar was popularized in the 2003 novel The Da Vinci Code, however, some experts think that it is relatively recent and is a modern-day invention.[9][3][8] For example, the superstition is rarely found before the 20th century, when it became extremely common. One author, noting that references are all but nonexistent before 1907 but frequently seen thereafter, has argued that its popularity derives from the publication that year of Thomas W. Lawson's popular novel Friday, the Thirteenth,[12] in which an unscrupulous broker takes advantage of the superstition to create a Wall Street panic on a Friday the 13th.[4]
The test of the 3 huts
A pilot crashed in the jungle, survived and was captured by a wild tribe. He was tied to a pole in the middle of the village and the chief spoke to him:
Chief: you have a choise. U You can stauy here in the sun and wait untill you die or do the test of the 3 huts.
Pilot: What is the test of the 3 huts?
C: You have to enter the first hut and drink 20 liters od whiskey in an hour. Then you enter the second one and wrestle a lion and break his neck and then you enter the third one and you have to un-virgin-ise my daughter.
The pilot thinks for a second and says: I don't mind the drinking, I used to box a bit so maybe I have a chance with the lion and with your daughter it will be a pleasure so I'll take the test.
The pilot enters the first hut and comes out after an hour really really drunk.
He enters the second one and the lion starts to roar and make all kind of strange noises. The pilot yells too. Suddenly everything is quiet.
The pilot comes out and says still being very drunk:
AND NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS THE TO BREAK THE NECK OF YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!!!
Chief: you have a choise. U You can stauy here in the sun and wait untill you die or do the test of the 3 huts.
Pilot: What is the test of the 3 huts?
C: You have to enter the first hut and drink 20 liters od whiskey in an hour. Then you enter the second one and wrestle a lion and break his neck and then you enter the third one and you have to un-virgin-ise my daughter.
The pilot thinks for a second and says: I don't mind the drinking, I used to box a bit so maybe I have a chance with the lion and with your daughter it will be a pleasure so I'll take the test.
The pilot enters the first hut and comes out after an hour really really drunk.
He enters the second one and the lion starts to roar and make all kind of strange noises. The pilot yells too. Suddenly everything is quiet.
The pilot comes out and says still being very drunk:
AND NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS THE TO BREAK THE NECK OF YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!!!
Just a thought.
Sometimes the world turns to fast.
A second instantly becomes the past.
Constantly we write a new page in the book of our life.
If I would be a writer, a real one,
I would prefer writing about how I want my future to be
than to waist pages with past misery.
A second instantly becomes the past.
Constantly we write a new page in the book of our life.
If I would be a writer, a real one,
I would prefer writing about how I want my future to be
than to waist pages with past misery.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Leapsa !
Tell me your first:
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy
Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send this Leapsa to Snoopsy and Dili.
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy
Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send this Leapsa to Snoopsy and Dili.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Too many!
An American, a Russian, a Belgian and a Moroccan are sitting in a train and start bragging.
The American says the have dollars, so much dollars and he trows a bunch of them through the window.
The Russian says we have Vodka, so much Vodka and he trows some bottles through the window.
The Belgian says: we have so much.... and the Moroccan says: Don't you dare!!!!
The American says the have dollars, so much dollars and he trows a bunch of them through the window.
The Russian says we have Vodka, so much Vodka and he trows some bottles through the window.
The Belgian says: we have so much.... and the Moroccan says: Don't you dare!!!!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Friends and money
Two friends talking. A. Can you lend me 250€, I have a lot of bills this month.
B. Ok but I need it back next month.
A. No problem, I promise.
The next month.
B. So how about my money?
A. I'm sorry, again a lot of bills! Next month?
B. Ok but no more excuses!
A. I promise.
Next month.
B. You have my money?
A. No I'm sorry but you can take my dog. A. shows B. an old, sick, dirty, smelly dog without hair or teeth that does his duty everywhere.
B. I don't need that dog, I need my money.
A. Ok Ok next month for sure.
A month later.
B. So you have my money?
A. No man sorry, but you can take my wife.
B. takes a good look at the woman and says: Can I see that dog again?
B. Ok but I need it back next month.
A. No problem, I promise.
The next month.
B. So how about my money?
A. I'm sorry, again a lot of bills! Next month?
B. Ok but no more excuses!
A. I promise.
Next month.
B. You have my money?
A. No I'm sorry but you can take my dog. A. shows B. an old, sick, dirty, smelly dog without hair or teeth that does his duty everywhere.
B. I don't need that dog, I need my money.
A. Ok Ok next month for sure.
A month later.
B. So you have my money?
A. No man sorry, but you can take my wife.
B. takes a good look at the woman and says: Can I see that dog again?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
A joke a day
Under impulse of my Snoopsy I inaugurate a new label on my blog. From now on I'll try to amuse you once a day.
I have to warn you, they might be gross! Some of them.
Here it goes:
Do you know why a fart stinks?
So that deaf people can enjoy too!
I have to warn you, they might be gross! Some of them.
Here it goes:
Do you know why a fart stinks?
So that deaf people can enjoy too!
New Assignment
I would like to write a poem with other bloggers. Let's say Dili, Little Miss and Snoopsy are interested we write the poem together(I hope there will be more). We all have a writing order in which we write three times one sentence and doing so complete the poem. Also suggestions for a subject are welcome. Please announce if you are interested before Friday. In the week end we decide upon the subject and Monday we start. Let your inspiration flow.
Leapsa chachacha
01. Where is your cell phone? fire place
02. Your significant other? toilet
03. Your hair? brownish
04. Your mother? heaven
05. Your father? followed
06. Your favorite? Nimic Intre.
07. Your dream last night? nothing
08. Your favorite drink? sprite
09. Your dream/goal? stand up comedian
10. What room you are in? living room
11. Your hobby? poetry
12. Your fear? loneliness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Home
14. Where were you last night? bedroom
15. Something that you aren't? hard
16. Cakes? Melo
17. Wish list item? talent
18. Where you grew up? Oostduinkerke
19. Last thing you did? play
20. What are you wearing? pull
21. Your TV? LG
22. Your pets? None
23. Friends? Few
24. Your life? Great
25. Your mood? Happy
26. Missing someone? Mom
27. Car? Toyota RAV4
28. Something you're not wearing? Bra
29. Your favorite store? Mexx
30. Your favorite color? Green
31. When is the last time you laughed? today
32. Last time you cried? yesterday
33. Who will resend this? Little Miss Sunshine
34. One place that I go to over and over? Work
35. One person who emails me regularly? Nobody
36. My favorite place to eat? Home
02. Your significant other? toilet
03. Your hair? brownish
04. Your mother? heaven
05. Your father? followed
06. Your favorite? Nimic Intre.
07. Your dream last night? nothing
08. Your favorite drink? sprite
09. Your dream/goal? stand up comedian
10. What room you are in? living room
11. Your hobby? poetry
12. Your fear? loneliness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Home
14. Where were you last night? bedroom
15. Something that you aren't? hard
16. Cakes? Melo
17. Wish list item? talent
18. Where you grew up? Oostduinkerke
19. Last thing you did? play
20. What are you wearing? pull
21. Your TV? LG
22. Your pets? None
23. Friends? Few
24. Your life? Great
25. Your mood? Happy
26. Missing someone? Mom
27. Car? Toyota RAV4
28. Something you're not wearing? Bra
29. Your favorite store? Mexx
30. Your favorite color? Green
31. When is the last time you laughed? today
32. Last time you cried? yesterday
33. Who will resend this? Little Miss Sunshine
34. One place that I go to over and over? Work
35. One person who emails me regularly? Nobody
36. My favorite place to eat? Home
Monday, March 2, 2009
Come home
Your hand is cold.
Are you nervous?
The corners of your eyes carry a little tear,
I see a reflection of desperation and fear.
Where are you dreams?
I feel so ugly and dirty without you.
I don't have a life anymore,
no soul or core.
I still have your smell on my skin
just like in the very beginning.
I feel ill and alone in my desperation
and scared mostly.
Like a little boy waiting for his mama to come home.
Come home.
Your place is here,
in a world without fear,
no more question marques or troubles
in all kinds of dark.
I fell in your embrace like a spider makes its web.
I don't ask for anything more.
My head is hurting, my bones are sore.
No more yesterday or before.
Are you nervous?
The corners of your eyes carry a little tear,
I see a reflection of desperation and fear.
Where are you dreams?
I feel so ugly and dirty without you.
I don't have a life anymore,
no soul or core.
I still have your smell on my skin
just like in the very beginning.
I feel ill and alone in my desperation
and scared mostly.
Like a little boy waiting for his mama to come home.
Come home.
Your place is here,
in a world without fear,
no more question marques or troubles
in all kinds of dark.
I fell in your embrace like a spider makes its web.
I don't ask for anything more.
My head is hurting, my bones are sore.
No more yesterday or before.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
And the winner is: The Sun and the Ice.
Minus 7.
The sun shines it's lyrics on the Earth
and tries to break the cold wall, word by word.
The shadow of the trees imprisons the suns reflection in the ice
and only the memory of freedom remains.
The colours paint the landscape as an idea of heaven
but colours change quickly, as does reality.
The sun is tired of this icy attitude.
He fights the biggest trees, he gets the smallest bushes,
but does he lose his poetry?
The sun writes the ice away
and tells us the prophecy of summer.
Winter took over for a while but won't prevail
because the sun is the author of this fairy tail.
Congratulations to all!
It was very difficult to choose and actually I had two favorite sentences. The one of Little Miss Sunshine that I used in the poem but also Dili's "The sun kindly asked a tree to bend so he could see himself in the mirror made of ice" Therefore, I wrote another, shorter, poem because it would be a waste not to use it.
Reverence.
Hello Sunshine!
You look radiant today!
Your warmth is touching my very core
and makes me long for more.
This beauty is one of a kind
and constantly plays with my mind.
I bend my frozen body and stay at your feet.
The sun kindly asked a tree to bend so she could see herself in the mirror made of ice.
A little smile appeared and she acknowledged by kissing the ice
and while doing so they coloured the world in shades of pink.
Although they won't be together for long their love will be reborn every year.
In this picture, right here.
Hope you like them both.
The sun shines it's lyrics on the Earth
and tries to break the cold wall, word by word.
The shadow of the trees imprisons the suns reflection in the ice
and only the memory of freedom remains.
The colours paint the landscape as an idea of heaven
but colours change quickly, as does reality.
The sun is tired of this icy attitude.
He fights the biggest trees, he gets the smallest bushes,
but does he lose his poetry?
The sun writes the ice away
and tells us the prophecy of summer.
Winter took over for a while but won't prevail
because the sun is the author of this fairy tail.
Congratulations to all!
It was very difficult to choose and actually I had two favorite sentences. The one of Little Miss Sunshine that I used in the poem but also Dili's "The sun kindly asked a tree to bend so he could see himself in the mirror made of ice" Therefore, I wrote another, shorter, poem because it would be a waste not to use it.
Reverence.
Hello Sunshine!
You look radiant today!
Your warmth is touching my very core
and makes me long for more.
This beauty is one of a kind
and constantly plays with my mind.
I bend my frozen body and stay at your feet.
The sun kindly asked a tree to bend so she could see herself in the mirror made of ice.
A little smile appeared and she acknowledged by kissing the ice
and while doing so they coloured the world in shades of pink.
Although they won't be together for long their love will be reborn every year.
In this picture, right here.
Hope you like them both.
La multi ani de Martisor!
1st of March is here again and since 4 years it is a holiday in my life. We try to uphold the tradition in Belgium also as much as we can. I invited my Snoops to go to the restaurant called "The Sunflower" and have a nice lunch. For Luca it's going to be fun because they have an inside playground.
I wish you all a wonderful day with sun, fun and love.
I wish you all a wonderful day with sun, fun and love.
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