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The JourneyThe Journey

Two cans and a string
Weigh so much more
Than words and beads
And sunlit backyard -

- Sea full of sharks
And pirate ships
And mermaid that so rarely dips
Her beauty into stormy waves

A rocking horse
Will ever gallop a lot faster
Than the wildest of buffalos
And maybe even wind itself -

- Carrying smoke signals
And poisoned arrows
Along with battle cries
Of sons of tomahawk

Two chairs and blanket
From my bed
The safest home
We ever had -

- An impregnable fortress
Castle with feather walls
Made for one princess
And one knight

Bubbles are diamonds
Fed by breath
And if we like
We can grow wings

While planning journey
I

Bridge Over The RiverBridge Over The River

Underneath the stone bridge an ice-cold river flows
Sometimes it's ferocious and sometimes rather calm
Carrying days and years of world into the distance
Its strand is to the bridge what humans are to each other
Route to its end seems strangely intoxicating

Over the icy river a stone bridge spans
Forever binding two shores with a gray ribbon
Just like heart contains both grief and joy
The bridge stands firm, even though the river's driving forward
For world of wonders we always look on the other side

Even though bridge locks the river and river undermines the bridge
It's just stone and cold water embracing on

FayrouzFayrouz

Your soul is silent but not still
Like storm upon lavender hill
It comes from where wild horses run
To find the place where sleeps the sun

Warm winter nights go darker blue
Just like the peace I find in you
Together we sail heaven's plains
Direction changes, aim remains

Sky's wastelands and your ebony eyes
Lead me where passion multiplies
There we can hear the seahorse sing
And find the price of everything

Sands of time swallow human fate
Sweet juicy flesh is just a bait
For star-dust from the milky way
Tomorrow's memories to repay

"Love knows no border" I've been told...
Just two warm palms heart to uphold,
Eye of

Vanilla CranesVanilla Cranes

The light of day cuts pretty masks
Out of stuff way too colourful
And glues them on faces of men
Who then stomp chessboard with their feet

In brothels red lanterns do shine
Gates there kept open, welcoming
Children to find their way back home
To the tower of Babylon

Pockets and wallets resonate
With choirs and gospels of the change
Dreaming of freedom and revenge
Who lives by coin, by coin shall die

You ask me "Why do birds have wings,
When sons of mortal men can fly...?"
I guess we humans aim too high
Before sun laughs us in the face

So is there any happy place
Except for our enchanted realm
Where love with

Too Late Too SoonToo Late Too Soon

Kindness delayed
Knocks on dirty windows
With curtains frayed
Shielding vanquished esteem

Brightness repaid
Among weeping willows
With sun will fade
Like does dime's golden gleam

Many a tear
A man's life do alter
Piling up years
For a funeral pyre

In name of fear
Every other fool falters
Unlike the sear
Setting memories on fire

EnvelopedEnveloped

I still carry your kiss
Within my palm
The only evidence
You've ever existed

The clothes in the wardrobe
Could very well be
Someone else's
Just like the car

Parked on our driveway;
The golf sticks and fishing rods
And that stupid straw hat I never liked...
Along with the forever muddy boots

It could have been another man
Who pretended
Not to have forgotten
Every other anniversary

Tulip bouquets don't wear name tags
Nor do colognes
But the kiss came from you
Of that I'm sure

Yellow Mocking-birdYellow Mocking-bird

A chain of milestones
Fractured into laces
A yellow mocking-bird
Is keeping their accounts

My feet are singing
Road is running
To meet its fate and take a sneak peek
Beyond the shoulders of giants

Their silhouettes cast mist on
The moisture of sweet valleys
A myth to love of men
Who come for mining gold

River keeps flowing
Days black and freckled like your love
Shine through the cloudscape
Dividing doves into feathers

Bliss testified and multiplied
By clock ticking too loud
With that you tend to argue
Over our time it steals

Our hands are touching
Although my present is your past
Colours of your t

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*TheDarkenedBride Apr 23, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

thanx very much

that's so kind of you

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*peterpateman Sep 11, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

Nice find.

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*TheDarkenedBride Sep 29, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

thank you a lot!

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*peterpateman Sep 29, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

No problem!

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~scribblingnooly Aug 21, 2012 Professional

Love the texture, the peeling paint. A sense of age and decay but beauty too.

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*TheDarkenedBride Aug 23, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

it caught my eye right after we got to the back of the building... I like strange textures and contrast

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=Tigles1Artistry Aug 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

A fabulous series you have done here my dearest....

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*TheDarkenedBride Aug 23, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

thank you T E R E S A

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