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Monday, December 26, 2011

someday you will understand

Some day you will understand that like the wind, some things exist even if they are not seen And If in a cold winter night your frozen soul thaws warmed by the heat of a fire you thought was old, a fire you thought you put out long ago when love went away and left you all alone, you'll understand then, that like river waters... some things are always leaving but never gone. Perhaps one day randomly crossing a street you'll remember something you wanted, almost had, but could not keep. and you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 25, 2011

I know a place

I know a place down the shore... where a river dies and becomes the sea a place where one can stop time and sit and stare into the wonder of that mystical line where sky begins and dreams end, a place where mystery fills the empty heart with the unsettled wings of want. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 23, 2011

Merry Christmas to all

Long ago I found a star, a golden, beautiful shinning star. It shines alone in the moonless night and guides my soul through winding paths, through the many turns I have to make and all the scary places I must pass while tittering on the edges so sharp of abysms deep and dark; It keeps me safe. It is my star. and it can shine left or right weaving through all the things that cannot be. It is just there, it just exists, and by existing in the night, it shows the world what there is of me and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Love

Only one who has found his or her lost hopes in someone elses eyes knows that there is no logic, no order in love, and that only in love can eternity exist in a smile... death in a goodbye There is no preparation for it, no manual to read...no set road to follow It just happens, and when it does, we love simply because we do, no reasons needed, no explanations necessary and there is magic in the indefinable miracle that is love just as the flower which comes out of its seed and the rain that... Sign in to see full entry.

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Love

Only one who has found his or her lost hopes in someone elses eyes knows that there is no logic, no order in love, and that only in love can eternity exist in a smile... death in a goodbye There is no preparation for it, no manual to read...no set road to follow It just happens, and when it does, we love simply because we do, no reasons needed, no explanations necessary and there is magic in the indefinable miracle that is love just as the flower which comes out of its seed and the rain that... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 18, 2011

alone

I often await the ending of the light as a child awaits that which she has been told she can not have. I like to see the colors, feel the breeze and know soon it will be dark but today the sun seems to be taking his time to descend into that line where puffy clouds dressed in their finest subtle tones of gray try to cover the brightness that in the sky he has left as his parting gift at the end of this day. In the distance, behind the dark clouds trying to usher in the night, I can still see... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 17, 2011

Down the highway

And now that Winter has come naked trees under gray skies miss the sun which not so long ago embraced them with its warmth and as down the path of life we go our mind steps into the colorless zone where memories dictate the way and there is nothing to do, nothing to say, for htough we are still prisoners of what we once were, whille in that zone we think what we never thought as we watch heaven and earth into the distance dissolve always merging in that far away point, which we can never reach... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Thoughts of Autumn

I am far from the ocean shore but the breeze brings me scents of home and the cold in the air cuts through my thoughts like a knife. The sea of grass outside undulates to a northern wind like an ocean teaming with life, forming green waves that reach as far as I can see and take with them my hopes and my dreams, fueling my imagination with a fire full of magic and thrill Those living waves of green... could they possibly reach that unending line which seems to separate earth and sky, that... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 23, 2011

Free...

Through my bedroom window I see sun-kissed clouds framing the sea, a sea pale and blue, calm, serene, awaiting the darkness to descend on it again but I know, that no matter how dark it gets or how much sand the incoming tide with it takes, there would still be stars to illuminate what remains and to their light I will sit there and write, bathed in the first waves of the night feeling the wet, warm, grains of sand slip trough my feet maybe their destiny to meet. Leaving everything behind, I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 19, 2011

Smile!

There is only a word that can describe my sky today... glorious and the sun, so brilliant, so luminous, shinning so bright in an undescribably gorgeous canvass, it is the sun of hope... an early arriving Autumn's sun which will soon bring forth its own motherly,nurturing warmth, inspiring every seed to reach out, to break through that it may listen to silence beckoning and be transformed, and life then will team around me, around you... Its so good to be alive:-) Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 18, 2011

Thoughts of the rain

I like this subdued, whimsical clarity that envelopes me as I walk in the wetness of my world after a passing rain. It is warm and comforting, like tears after pain, and I walk in it alone no place in particular that I want to reach, nothing to think, nothing to wish. I am empty of feeling and thought. tired, but strangely content for I know there is nothing I can do. to change what is... nothing I would do It is what it is and I want nothing right now I just walk.. I am alone and I am happy Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 17, 2011

Just me,, and G-d

My old friend the cold wind murmurs outside jealous of the warmth that hugs my room and I sadly watch as the trees begin to shade the leaves that made them green I drink in the beauty of summer's end thinking... it can't be Fall... its much too soon... Life 'slipping by as I sit in this room looking at the sunsets, the sea and the moon bound by duty and love alone... just me, and G-d Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 15, 2011

When thunder comes...

When the far sound of thunder announces incoming rain, unpleasant things run out from inside my soul flooding my brain jumping through my pen onto the blank page which violated by their weight bares unwilling witness to my pain It is then, when I think that there is no more my heart can take, that as the rumbling of the thunder fades away everything is soothed by the cleansing drops of rain. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Did you ?

Did you see the moon the last couple of nights?? Did you actually looked at her there... up high... bright, mysterious, looking almost blue...queen of the sky I hope you did, my loves, my friends I pray you all allowed her light to sip into your souls and with it there illuminating your thoughts you then felt the wonder that is Life... that is G-d Many goggled her into their machines and admired her size, her splendor, her might... right there from the confines of their screen without realizing... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Trough the veil of the drapes I see her soft silhouette its muted light melting into the darkness, illuminating my bed making the white sheets shine with a surreal glow as if they'd been touched by the divine hand of G-d. Its a sensual feeling to be touched by that light pure and innocent though it had travel so many thousands of miles yet drenched in the wisdom of time. and I feel the hastening beat of my heart telling me... You are alive! Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 10, 2011

How can they sleep?

How can they sleep? those who do not hesitate to kill... how do they live? go about their every day things knowing the pain they've caused, the lives they've cut short the many left, that because of them weep... Ten years have passed since so many were killed and still in our hearts we can hear their screams... How do their murderers manage to exist after stealing from so many innocents their dreams? aren't they haunted by the many souls whose lives they cut short? How can they sleep? Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 9, 2011

The moonrise

There are no bright colors in the sunset today... dark gray clouds, like puffs of smoke, race around on the pale blue of a sky in which the sun slowly dims as if it were dying off as it sinks into the void of the imminent dark and everything around even my heart stops for a moment to admire the wonder of this colorless art The sea has colored itself empathetically light and fueled by the wind its waves angrily pound the helpless shore where I the entrance of the moon impatiently await. and so I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

lets just be

Come... lets try and find the place where life is always beginning, where nothing is ever fully born or ever fully dies, Once gazed upon it blinds, then gives true sight; it makes the eyes see the real beauty of the world. It shines light on the true nature of all things, both seen and unseen. It awakens real love, and though it does not remove the mystery of life, it brings total clarity to minds once lost in the fog of being. It is greater than destiny and it is where we belong, what we are.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Nothing will be the same

T he sun will rise tomorrow making everything shine with its light and later, when you go to sleep the moon will be up there again like every other night. Lovers will kiss and make promises they cannot keep, and there will be tears when they make up and accept what is. Somewhere there will be war and somewhere else there'll be peace. Babies will be born and life will change, or not, there will be play and work, dreams and home. I will go on living you will too. The world will keep on turning and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 5, 2011

I wish

I wish I could become part of the colors of the dark, those bright reds and oranges and greens that in clear nights tint the stars I wish I could go up to play among them so that when you looked up, on a moonless night and they reflected in your eyes I could be there, just another point of light in your long and lonely flight through those dreams that fill your heart me, a part of you, making you smile... I wish... Je souhaite... Sign in to see full entry.

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I have always written, These are some of the poems I love best. By sharing them with you I am sharing parts of my soul. I hope you enjoy them. All material copyright Sinome 2009

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