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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Out of my dreams

Y ou come to me out of my dreams like a far away glare from an inner light... A temptation, old and new that leaves in my lips a taste I never knew You are the identical rose which is different growing in a garden that has no doors and it does not matter if your hair is black as night yellow as a cozy fire's light, or white like the clouds in that sky so blue... it does not matter because it is you, You are laughter and tears, and solely responsible for the crazy beats of this silly heart of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 15, 2011

that room

I like the feeling of that room, the one on top of the stairs, with its big windows looking out into the garden, a flowerless garden full of contrasts where the many shades of green make up for the lack of colors. Four walls I can see through; Beyond them, life goes on like an endless complicated play full of meaningless characters, who go through their lines finding their places. Its all in the script, every move, every pause, and I see it all from that room, the sunrises full of light, the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 14, 2011

What if

What if we were to go, you and I to where virgin sands and clean blue skies connect with crystal waters like a vivid magic dream, a place untouched by life's imbalances where our hearts could sing and shout out melodies unknown to dark and dusty memories, where life would smile through our wet lips whispering sweet words and fragile promises which would hover in the wind a while and them spiral out of sight, and mind, and reach. We would not hold ourselves there to yesterday's gifts of glad or... Sign in to see full entry.

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I wish

U 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... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Under Vanila skies

I remember dreaming when I was a child dreams that were as innocent as they were wild, in which sometimes I happily played in the shade of trees that danced to the songs of the wind, as the fragrance of mangoes would come in and fade... There... in those dreams under vanilla skies sprinkled in pink, by a strawberry sun that shyly hid from a blue velvety moon that was in love with him, wonderful fantasies invaded my mind when with closed eyes I went to sleep... loosing all track of time, and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 11, 2011

Half a moon on a darkened sky filled with the promise of rain like half a soul searching for a way to hide its pain Half a thought lurking in my mind as I am made aware of the inconsequence of time. Walking among budding flowers I seem to not care about the opinion of others allowing feelings to show on my face when the turning world accelerates its pace and I discover I can't keep up So go, pass me running towards what you not yet know perpetuate this crazy race, I will always be a few steps... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 9, 2011

Our love...

Our love was so great, so innocent, so fleetingly sweet, it was as the cloud pure and white that at sunset one sees, the one that subtly but suddenly gets colored pink, or like the swallow that flies in from the south not knowing that it heralds the coming of Spring, or that it fills our hearts with new hopes and tender dreams. Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 7, 2011

nothing will ever 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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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Your love and mine

Your love and mine are like the reflection of a star in the water of a lake easily disturbed and torn apart, but always there ready to return and be again once the surface of the water its calm regains... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

with eyes closed and an opened heart...

I close my eyes Alone in the dark time does not exist Nothing is real in this magical ambiance that is, but shouldn't be Only I am here, only me and this dream and my heart beating slowly... refuses to believe that everything is so perfect the moon, the stars, the snow covered trees A sweet fragrant breeze seems to touch all of me and as it does I know there is nothing to fear so I let go of my heart and the melody that in the silence I hear softly drenches my soul until I am nothing and I am... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 3, 2011

Footprints in the sand

... Footprints on the sand, washed out the sea, erased by those waves that rhythmically caressed the shore. Trillions of stars witnessed their disappearance from the midst's of the darkness of the night, yet none will tell me where they are. There is nothing left of them, like if we had never been hand in hand walking, talking, loving. I envy the power of that sea that so efficiently wiped away that remnant of us which all could see, those indentations that were tangible proof of you and me. The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 2, 2011

I wonder

In darkened afternoons, humid and hot, when thoughts of things that are not are all too present, all too real, the statues in the yard seem to kneel in front of dreams that will never come true, and mental images that taunted the mind from afar, come near, ever so close, and lay there untouched, waiting for a sign, a signal, to tell them they are born. In those empty lonely hours, after glorious mornings, when a lazy day suddenly erupts in symphonies of thunder and drumming raindrops, when we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 1, 2011

As naturally as the wind blows...

There is no preparation for Love, 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 falls from its cloud are... Love Is As the wind that when blowing does not know that its blowing but yet it blows... and its the windi we feel love...even if we do not yet know we are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

As promised... Violet Grace!

That was taken by a friend of mine Natalie Turetsky... She takes new born photos for a living and does wonderful stuff... She made her look like a diva loll... Now this one I took myself a couple of days ago: In this one, Violet Grace is meeting her big sister, Emilia Rose for the first time. Emilia Rose, who is 2 years old now so far seems thrilled with her new doll I am afraid Emilia does not yet know how her life will change... Thank you for all your good wishes my friends... xpxpxp Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 25, 2011

Regrets.

I should have bottled our moments, way back when, I should have saved all your sighs and your smiles then, like the most precious jewels, for there was life and love and desire in them. Now my love, it is too late... What chance do I have against fate. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

When it is my time to go

When its my time to go, on a star filled night I will never see, I will close my eyes for ever and the sad tides of an ocean I can no longer feel will come in and out without kissing me. Others will sing what I sang when the clouds ran dressed in soft pastels to meet the setting sun, and I kissed eager lips just for fun Dust will gather inside the empty glass with which I toasted my dreams and celebrated my past... when its my time to go, and in spring afternoons, like this one today, it will... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 21, 2011

You

You, that like me go through life half empty half full, never asking the questions that would get you truth, content with existing, getting by, seemingly happy in the knowledge that you survive.... You, who have inhabited my heart for such a long time... since that day when we were torn apart by a fate that if there were justice should be damned. You, who I always go to in my mind when I need to escape from the busy world I live in and who I have adored, and for whom I have sinned. You, are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Finally!

After much to do, Violet Grace was born today at 2: 30 am. She is beautiful! She has very light eyes, beautiful auburn hair and the cutest little mouth. I will post a pohoto tomorrow. She weighed 7 lb. 7 oz and immediately melted my heart:-) There were some problems with the delivery and for a while it was very scary but thank G-d everything turned out OK and both Mommy and baby are fine. Thank you all for your prayers and good wishes. I printed the comments and the E-mails and plan to paste... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

Hi friends

Please pray for my daughter. She is going into labor and G-d willing having my granddaughter soon... Will let you know when she arrives:-) Love you all xoxoxo Marta Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

How do we say goodbye...

Here we are you and I, walking together on different paths. Yours taking you where you came from, towards long awaited, well thought goals, always firmly and always sure drenched in vissions of more and more Mine winds around hopes and dreams never letting me see ahead, and ignoring the whispers and the screams of all the words my soul has bled it take me through fields of blue and green spotted with flowers I have never before seen but that with their colors promise me a world in which I will... 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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