Beer bottles clinging
Of a perfect spring evening
The minds can wander
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Chances
A Japanese rose
Bloomed in midwinter
Not waiting for spring
A child made first steps
Through his adulthood
Going with youth’s flow
A young old student
Taught to have mastered
The passing through life
Bloomed in midwinter
Not waiting for spring
A child made first steps
Through his adulthood
Going with youth’s flow
A young old student
Taught to have mastered
The passing through life
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Friday, March 17, 2017
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Monday, March 13, 2017
Sunday, March 12, 2017
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Friday, March 10, 2017
Thursday, March 09, 2017
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
Tuesday, March 07, 2017
Monday, March 06, 2017
Sunday, March 05, 2017
Flight
Of love his wish has dried in vain,
From day to day like a refrain -
Life sung in less melodic verse,
With fearful voices and coerce.
Looks at her light dimmed by night’s cloud,
More than the sky right now allowed,
Glimpses of moon over the trees
In a spring romantic breeze.
Another wish has crossed the sky -
A hungry eagle for its pry
Dives into night for the unknown;
Over the dome comes up the dawn.
The wings wide spread, feeling the air,
Frisky feathers of light aware,
Crossing the sky in fast descent,
A ball of fire in slow ascent.
From day to day like a refrain -
Life sung in less melodic verse,
With fearful voices and coerce.
Looks at her light dimmed by night’s cloud,
More than the sky right now allowed,
Glimpses of moon over the trees
In a spring romantic breeze.
Another wish has crossed the sky -
A hungry eagle for its pry
Dives into night for the unknown;
Over the dome comes up the dawn.
The wings wide spread, feeling the air,
Frisky feathers of light aware,
Crossing the sky in fast descent,
A ball of fire in slow ascent.
Saturday, March 04, 2017
Hey Boney (song)
Hey Boney, come home,
I’m sitting alone
Drinking wine in pain -
Listening Cobain;
Hey Boney, pick up,
Cause I lost the track
Of times that I called -
Life was put on hold;
Hey Boney, you know
I still love you so…
Just pick up the phone -
Your heart ain’t a stone;
Hey Boney, I feel
Our love was real;
Such pity the end -
I must stop pretend;
Hey Boney, I’m gone,
I can’t be alone
Time passes in vain –
In Cobain’s refrain…
I’m sitting alone
Drinking wine in pain -
Listening Cobain;
Hey Boney, pick up,
Cause I lost the track
Of times that I called -
Life was put on hold;
Hey Boney, you know
I still love you so…
Just pick up the phone -
Your heart ain’t a stone;
Hey Boney, I feel
Our love was real;
Such pity the end -
I must stop pretend;
Hey Boney, I’m gone,
I can’t be alone
Time passes in vain –
In Cobain’s refrain…