Posts Tagged ‘life’
soleil, je t’aime
Posted by Val в януари 24, 2009
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same thing
Posted by Val в ноември 25, 2008
„Wouldn’t you say, Pooh?“
„Say what?“ asked Pooh, opening his eyes.
„Music and Living. . .“
„The same thing,“ said Pooh.
* * *
„Нали така, Пух?“
„Нали какво?“, попита Пух, отваряйки очи.
„Музиката и Живота…“
„Едно и също е“, каза Пух.
* * *
„Que dis-tu, Pooh?“
„De que?“ demande Pooh, en ouvrant les yeux.
„La Musique et la Vie …“
„La même chose,“ a dit Pooh.
Posted in жабософии, TRANSLITERA | С етикети: живот, изкуство, общуване, languages, life, lost in translation, miracle, philosophy, poetry | 3 коментара »
… in da mood
Posted by Val в август 22, 2008
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The Red Rose and the Nightingale
Posted by Val в април 16, 2008
… two silhouettes below the blossom…
‘Rosa Meditativa’ – Salvador Dali
To Natalie
(as I wrote on her birthday card a few years ago…)
Life is not a bed of roses –
We kiss the pain the minute we are born
And I am glad,
For, it’s the rose that causes
Much greater bane
When in your heart it stabs its thorn!
So did a nightingale once chirp, they say,
And singing its most precious song
It passed away…
The scarlet sweetness of its blood
Thus oozed onto the Rose’s bud
To keep in rain, in hail, in snow
The crimson beauty of its Glow…
Links to „The Nightingale and the Rose“ – a beautiful short story by Oscar Wilde:
Bulgarian: story
English: story
Spanish: story
Russian: story
French: story
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Train-troping
Posted by Val в април 14, 2008
… standstill… dash… destiny… destination…
Moving on
Here I am again –
Moving fast towards the unknown.
It’s so soothing,
that sensation on the train –
When you travel
for the sake of travelling…
Expected by no-one…
Feeling no pain…
Looking for nothing…
I
Have all the time
Within this Universe
Just to myself!
Moving on…
… not scared to be alone.
Yet, it hurts a bit to realize:
No matter what you might be willing,
You can’t (actually) kill yourself
For the mere sake of…
killing.
Posted in Frog Poetry | С етикети: life, philosophy, poetry | 4 коментара »
Flickering Flame
Posted by Val в април 10, 2008
Warming...
Facts & Con [Sequence]
We were. That’s all.
And just about enough
to let us Be.
Eternity:
Dry flowers on the wall.
Still, the fragrance of time…
A drop of wax,
an empty candlestick,
the flame is gone.
Yet, memories are flickering…
Were we?
Was that all?!
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