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soleil, je t’aime

Posted by Val на януари 24, 2009


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На Бисер – с обич.

Posted by Val на август 17, 2008

  1. Бисер каза в коментар по въпроса за земната любов – Всичко е любов – август 17, 2008 at 7:30 pm

  2. Bisser said it in a comment regarding the earthly kind of love – All is love – Aug 17, 2008 at 7:30 pm

Val+Lid = VaLid

“valid – having a legal force ,
foudned on truth or fact, capable of being justified or defended”

just like a marriage license or prenaptual agreement…..
all about love
“да си влюбен по земному ” („to be infatuated in an earthly way“)

Всичко е любов. (All is love.)

Това пък на мен ми хрумна секунди след като прочетох коментара му:

That’s what crossed my mind just secons after I had read his comment:

Poetry + Earl = Pearl

(a hard and roundish, somewhat glowing object,

Produced within the softness of a living sea-shell)

Initially – an irritating tiny grain

Trapped in the cosy mollusc’s mantle folds

Yet, only to become (at later stage)

A metaphor –

For something truly rare, fine and admirable.

A symbol of the highest value for the folks:

The pearl inside you.

Благодаря ти, Бисер!

Thank you, Bisser! („bisser“ = „pearl“ in Bulgarian)

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silver horse-shoe

Posted by Val на август 15, 2008

salvador dali’s „equestrian portrait of carmen bordiu-franco“, 1974

Silver horse-shoe

Whiteborn and my Soul

continue riding:

an eternal contest with the Time –

rivaled only

by eloquent Silence

locked inside the Desert’s mystic heart…

Sunny stream of Lightness passes through:

tickling sensation of my Mind

flirting with the heated sandy dunes…

Soul and Whiteborn vanish in a dash

leaving just a glimpse of

silver horse-shoe…

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морето, морето…

Posted by Val на август 15, 2008

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All you need

Posted by Val на юли 25, 2008

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The Red Rose and the Nightingale

Posted by Val на 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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Flickering Flame

Posted by Val на април 10, 2008


Facts & Con [Sequence]

We were. That’s all.
And just about enough
to let us Be.
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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Not my cup

Posted by Val на април 2, 2008

Morning coffee


The Lightness of Tomorrow

I woke up late.

And still undressed,

I drowned my headache in a cup of coffee.

‘Last-nights’ are never much of a success…

But ‘mornings-after’ are just awful!

You said

I should have never said

The things I said.

Do I regret it?

I thought

I should have taken off…

The thoughts I thought!

And took –

the ash-trey.

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What’s left inside – to keep us going on

Posted by Val на април 1, 2008


A Grace of Sorrow

Love is gone for me.

So black and void,

My stomach doesn’t even ache…

My soul has found

A hiding place –

Within my mind,

And now,

it’s stuck in there…

Full of pain!

For, it has kept

a single


of red

To feed thy thirst

… and other souls in debt!

I wanted …

… to insert a green frog here, yet my computer literacy seems to be far beyond insufficient! 😛

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