hush

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Hush, don't speak !
I wish I have told you
that critical moment
before the loud, persuasive words
of how much I don't care
and you don't care too
absorbed us.

Hush, don't speak!
I wish you have told me
before that silly game
was about to start.

Neither of us said that
we choose to make noise
and word by word
a wall appeared between us.

Hush, don't speak!
Hear the riches hidden behind the silence.
Alas, its too late to say that

Hush, don't speak
we both said
and then
Silence
no loud noises
no persuasive words
but what it hurts
is the absence of the riches.

Silence
and a wall.

My heart is not glad.
Yours?

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.
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3WW words : loud, persuasive, riches

red stains

photo from here

the dam burst 

fierce water

floods everything 

she has to break away

before gets crushed

red waters...

she already  bleeding

One sip of wine

the broken pieces are now in her bag

one last sip

before she parts

she looks back

there is nothing left

appart a red stain on the white tablecloths

as a reminder

of that day

the dam broke

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contribution for the Theme Thursday. prompt : break 

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what now?

was just a blink

or i was sleeping for a long time?

What title I should give

to that occasion?

Staring at your photo, you still look kind

just those burning arrows with your name on them

don't make sense

was just a blink

or i was sleeping for a long time?

"what now?" the neon sign 

blinks and asks

and with blinking eyes

I try to see if there are any other words

between the "what" and "now"

is it "what we do now?"

or "what I do now?"

What title should I give to that occasion?

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my contribution to the 3WW,

This week's words:

Blink; verb: to open and close the eye, especially involuntarily; wink rapidly and repeatedly.


Kind; adjective: of a good or benevolent nature or disposition.

Occasion; noun: a particular time, especially as marked by certain circumstances or occurrences.

My heart is not glad

56.4.
The wanderer rests in a shelter.
He obtains his property and an ax.
My heart is not glad.

This describes a wanderer who knows how to limit his desires outwardly,
though he is inwardly strong and aspiring. Therefore he finds at least a place
of shelter in which he can stay. He also succeeds in acquiring property, but
even with this he is not secure. He must be always on guard, ready to defend
himself with arms. Hence he is not at ease. He is persistently conscious of being a stranger in a strange land.
Richard Wilhelm's and Cary F. Baynes translation "I Ching: Or, Book of Changes"

I dare you

if you dare

crack the iced layer

shutting in your heart

if you dare

brake the mirrored window

concealing the view

if you dare

go beyond the practical hardships

like a tough shell

cutting your way

smash it

if you dare

and dive in

to the core

where the essence lays

if I dare to ask, "dare you?"

a pearl is not a promise.

I dare you to ask, dare I?

to crack the ice

to break the mirror

to see what's beneath

ask, dare I?

or

you already know

you are broken

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my contribution to the 3WW,

This week's words:

Dare; verb: Have the courage to do something or defy or challenge (someone) to do something.

Essence; noun: The intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, which determines its character.

Practical; adjective: Of or concerned with the actual doing or use of something rather than with theory and ideas.

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isles

3WW

abrasive, handful, loss

walks the passageway

to the abrasive's isle

to reach a sandpaper

for rubbing off the un

of an un-handful loss

unhealthy

3WW

words for this week

conniption; noun: a bad tantrum. One has a conniption or conniption fit.

janky; adjective: broken or functioning poorly or improperly; messed up.

scooch; verb: to move over, or to scoot.

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You serve homemade meals

to nourish me well

seasoned with expectations

on that janky tray.

I am sending it back to you

with a note of conniption

to scooch over

my path.

relating

blue cells

she got the blues

benched

Sitting on the bench
across the closed gate
at the other side of the shore

You are working

on new designs.

perhaps

a new bridge

or

a castle

Lights and your shadow

behind the informant curtains

cross the dragon guards

the gate

the water.

Sitting on the bench
talking to the sky
asks to keep you company
while you are working
on your new designs.

.

.

.

here

there

there

here

surreal

Vladimir Kush

3WW descent, kill, surreal

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Descents to the great water

kills the reason's guard dogs

bathe her being into vastness.

...

Ascents with a painting

art critics say "surreal"

she says " remedy "

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no poetry

.

.

dark corridors.

your steps and steps not yours brake the silence of the castles lambyrinth.

somewhere there is a door with a ladder to the moon.

its silver light an imaginary bacon cracks the darkeness.

its flame keep you warm.

seeking the doorway....

the ladder....

the moon...

no music creates no poetry

.

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new year's eve

she was with him at the attic

when he called her from the living room

some times, wishes come true

small or not small

always makes you smile

Happy New Year to all of you !!!

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happy

"Feeling happy and so full inside", said to a friend yesterday. And now you would expect to hear what makes me happy. well, for not particular reasons, or for a huge thing, you choose.

I draw an Osho's card yesterday and got the following.

39. Possibilities

Mind can accept any boundary anywhere. But the reality is that, by its very nature, existence cannot have any boundary, because what will be beyond the boundary? - again another sky.

That's why I am saying skies upon skies are available for your flight. Don't be content easily. Those who remain content easily remain small: small are their joys, small are their ecstasies, small are their silences, small is their being. But there is no need! This smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom, upon your unlimited possibilities, upon your unlimited potential.

Osho Live Zen Chapter 2

Commentary:

The eagle has an overview of all the possibilities contained in the landscape below, as he flies freely, naturally and effortlessly through the sky. He is really in his domain, very grand and self-contained.

This card indicates that you are at a point where a world of possibilities is open to you. Because you have grown more loving towards yourself, more self-contained, you can work easily with others. Because you are relaxed and at ease, you can recognize possibilities as they present themselves, sometimes even before others can see them. Because you are in tune with your own nature, you understand that existence is providing you with exactly what you need.

Enjoy the flight! And celebrate all the varied wonders of the landscape spread before you.

Ha !! it puts into words things i had in mind. "relaxed and at easy" is what I meant by Happy. Its happines isn't it ?

fragile and not fragile

Its been a weeks since I left hospital and returned home. Everything went pretty well. The surgery was succesful and the people ( doctors, nurses, other patients) were nice. For the next couple of months I have to be very careful, doctor said because I can harm myself. Its my turn now, doctor said to make my job.

There is something very fragile and feeling so strong in heart and mind ans soul its confusing. feels like the body and me are two different entities and they have to collaborate together to heal. There is no opposition, no. Just the pains and the difficulties are not me.

The body walks with difficulties, it gets tired, it pains but I feel like flying. This thing is not over yet. In a few months I 'll have to go again to the hospital and have a similar operation. Not a party time, I assure you, yet it doesn't scare me a lot.

A good friend use to say. "don't call it "my" illness". Nowdays I have thins in mind, because I understand what he means. Even in a fragile body, there is a little place that is strong, a spring of strenght and courage and positive thinking.

The day of the operation, i met my doctor outside my surgery room. I told him. " I know you are going to do a fine work". I knew it. its not a wish. I knew it. after ther surgery he told me " we did a fine work". See I told you, I respond and smiled.

Now , i'm at home. Mostly at bed when I don't do my exercise or my walks. I have to be careful. Sometimes a pain worries me if something is wrong, if I did a mistake and ruined what was fixed, because they body is fragile, and I have to take care of it.

We are fragile and strong at the same time and when are both entities are well together things are well. In this body that pains, I'm feeling good, because I live in that little space, by the source, holding my mojo bag.

I own a big thank you to the one learn me to trust. I feel grateful that God arranged that meeting and gave me a second change. How one can show their graditude when we have helpers from above ? Just take care of the gift, I think.

My first week at home. Being home is nice...