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"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature, nature and hope. Here I include lyrics by Rui M. and the work of others. From 4th to 24th each month, new contributions sent to blogsnat@gmail.com are evaluated. Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature, nature and hope. Here I include lyrics by Rui M. and the work of others. From 4th to 24th each month, new contributions sent to blogsnat@gmail.com are evaluated. Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

21
Jan24

A Tree of poetry

talesforlove

Today, a poem is here just for you in times of cold wheater.

https://globalnews.ca/news/10234996/canada-post-alerts-extreme-cold-snow/

 

“Lighting up a tree”, by Luís Amorim (Portugal)

Lighting up a tree
Reaching all hands
The country to be free
Saving rural lands
Environment will see
Smile and understand
That perfect start
Praying with heart.

 

Enjoy.

14
Jan24

Another poem from "Anthology 2022 - 2023"

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Here we share one poem by EDILSON LEÃO (Brazil)

NATURE CALLS FOR HELP.” 


Naturally, nature offered us
By the creator of the universe, it hasn't been featured
And you don't even see signs of progress in it.
The vile man, was merciless and cruel, created a
Immense situation of destruction, devastation, etc.
There were fires and felling of woods
Which, it is to be moved by the meanness.
Many birds, no longer sing their songs,
That mighty river of yore, now lies, makes
Part of a clamorous story, the waterfall that
So much bathed, in its crystalline waters, it became
In an almost dry stream, with no water to
Quench the thirst of the bird, which has lost its nest.
Just yesterday, I told my grandson about the watery
From the past, the green, the fresh air, the song of the birds,
About the berries, the flowers, the fish and all
Context of the nature that I lived in it, he looked at me smiling
And then he replied: “Grandpa, I believe in you,
But, is it really that everything you said existed!
Where was that, where in Brazil!
The answer vanished from me, because from there my world fell.
Nature sure asks for help and I beg you:
-God, help us!

 

Enjoy.

11
Jan24

A new poem

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Today we leave here a short story by Liselle P. (Trinidad and Tobago)

 

”A Paradise in the Caribbean”

 

Lay nestled in the Caribbean an island that’s surrounded by water that is so clear,
it speaks to us as the fishes dance like mermaids, and the waves roars
and crashes on rocks creating sounds of melodious harmony, with a welcoming spirit.
“Buccoo Reef” in Tobago a tourism paradise with the coral reefs
like hill tops where they dwell in all shapes and sizes.
The view is magnificent from the glass bottom of the fishing boats
that bring fresh fish to the shore.
The best cold medicine is “Fish Broth” well-seasoned
with all spices from the mother land.
Just drink it like soup and enjoy the zesty taste,
as the flavor mesmerized and mingle in your mouth, saying AHHH!!!
Snorkeling is another nature activity to make friends
with the underworld of fishes of different shapes, sizes
and colors and all other sea creatures bringing joy and fellowship to life.
But let’s not forget Trinidad as the bird sanctuary is filled with exotic birds,
all shapes and sizes especially the Scarlet Ibis with their bright red color
as they spread their wings and fly over wetlands of swamps,
where mangrove trees tall and strong, that their roots cry to mother earth for strength.
Another part of nature is to the south land of Trinidad
where the pride and joy of the “Pitch Lake.” The black gold glistens in the tropical sun
as it radiance of pure earth captures the ancestors, forefathers and slaves
that toiled to keep the black. gold sacred.
The footprints that crossed the black gold is embedded
into the crust of the black pitch, which signifies history,
tradition, birth, and a cherished heritage.
Mother earth has spoken, and nature has answered

as the golden sun shines, reflecting peace, love, and care
to different places that found their spaces,
in the Caribbean Isles of Trinidad and Tobago.

 

We also inform that:

(i) the Anthology is available in paper;

(ii) we do literary criticism.

Here the contact: blogsnat@gmail.com

 

Enjoy.

 

31
Dez23

Happy 2024!! A short story.

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Happy new year!

We wish you health, peace, and joy.

Today we leave here a short story by by Gabriel Veiga (Brazil).

“The Dream Home”

After many hours inside a car, Josh, Andrew, Fred and Artie were worried they would spend the
rest of their vacation in the middle of a road. They were trying to find a way to fix their broken
vehicle.
“Oh my God, there is always something happening. We try to come up with new things and stuff
always happens”, said Artie, with a screwdriver in hand.
“Relax a little, Artie. If Josh and Andrew can’t find the problem, we can go to a hotel I found. It is
just a few minutes from here and we can get there on foot”, said Fred, as he showed Artie a
picture of a hotel with a sign reading “Dream Home”.
“So, Andrew and I think it is a problem with the engine. We need more time to fix it”, said Josh
grabbing a funny and colorful drawing of a funny animal that was on the floor.
“I was talking to Artie about a hotel nearby”, said Fred, showing the same picture to the boys.
“It sounds like a good idea”, said Josh, looking at Artie and Andrew.
The boys decided to leave the car and walk to the hotel. Some minutes later, the group had got
themselves a room and they were almost ready to go to bed.
“What will we do tomorrow?” Asked Fred, with a pillow on his face.
“Wait! What? Why is the alarm clock like that?” Asked Andrew, trying to understand why the
display showed 95:90 p.m.
“It must be an electricity problem. Now it is exactly 06:26 a.m.”, said Fred, looking at his cellphone.
After everybody fell asleep, they heard sounds of birds and fish, but they only woke up when a
wood-like voice began to say: “Hey, hey, wake up everybody. Wake up”.
Artie opened his eyes and saw a door walking around the room. Through its now-opened
threshold, He saw a magical flying whale.
“G…Guys I think something is not correct, we must be dreaming”, said Artie.
“Artie, stop with the nonsense. You just woke us up”, said Andrew, rubbing his eyes.
“What? Are you kidding me? There is a walking door and a flying whale!”
“Hello!” Said the door, with a hand out, which was serving a cup of hot chocolate for everyone.
“Wait, what?” the three said at the same time, while looking through the hole the door left
behind.
“I told you guys we are in a dream. So, I think I can…” Artie jumped through the open threshold
and fell onto a fluffy cloud.
“Artie, wait, what are you doing?” asked Fred, looking at Artie from inside the hotel room.
“Come on, guys! This cloud is made out of cotton candy”, said Artie, as he put his mouth on the
cloud and bit a piece of it.
“Okay”, said Josh and Andrew, jumping out of the hotel room and going to the fluffy cloud, which,
after Artie had bitten, got the shape of a big elephant with two big horns and a very large tail.
“So, if we are in a dream, we can control it, because this is all caused by us”, said Artie, focusing on
one cloud and magically transforming it in a plane.
“What? How did you do this, Artie?” asked Josh, making a funny face as he tried moving things.
“Just focus and dream about it”, said Artie, creating a gigantic football field.
“Let’s go”, screamed Josh, creating a flying horse with two big wings, 10-meters-long each.
For many and many hours Andrew, Artie and Josh have flown and imagined several things. That
was when they called for Fred and realized the boy was not with them: Fred was still in the hotel
room. He was alone and was not enjoying dreams like his friends. Instead, he was stuck in a
nightmare.
“What…what should I do?” asked Fred, almost exploding in despair. “Why… just, why? But all of
this will end now”, Fred reassured himself, walking to the door, repeating the words like a mantra.
“It is time to go home”, Fred thought. He jumped and, for some reason, he opened his eyes and
found himself falling off from a skyscraper.
“Wait, what is happening? This… this is the end”, said Fred, holding his legs up against his chest.
Seconds after he said that he realized that the impact hadn’t come, and that was very strange. As
he opened his eyes he saw a shadow which changed into the shape of a monster. He screamed
and ran back to the hotel room. When he got there, he realized that the threshold was surrounded
by wide and horrible teeth, just like a giant mouth. That was when the shadow grabbed him and
said:
“You will never get out of here; remember nobody likes you.”
“No, I am important and I will get where I need to”, said him, after jumping and getting to the
door.
“No, they hate you, you are just there because they needed a car to travel, and you happened to
have one. Face the truth, you are just a puppet for Andrew, Josh and Artie”, teased the shadow.
Fred used his dream powers to break the magical door to pieces. Sadness got over him. He got
hopeless again and started to cry. He felt cold and suddenly his surroundings changed; he was
falling into a red river and going downstream. In his mind, everything made sense: Andrew, Josh
and Artie hated him and everything related to him.
Everything went black. It seemed many hours passed by. Then, Fred heard a voice in the distance:
“Fred, Fred! Please, come back, you can't get lost now. I need to spend more time with you. You
are so incredible, you can do it. I…I know you can do it”, begged Andrew.
Fred could feel somebody hugging him. That was when he thought “why would I listen to the
shadow? It doesn't know anything about me and my friends. They love me. I love them”.
With this thought, he felt ready to go back home and woke up. He saw his friends next to him.
“Fred, are you okay?” Asked Fred, still hugging him.
“Yes, but we need to get out of here”, said Fred.
Fred created a magic cloud. Everybody jumped on it and they all flew to the hole the door left
behind.
“It is time to go home”, said Fred.
They crossed the door and, just as in the end of a bad dream, found themselves in the hotel room.
They went outside and spotted their car in the parking lot. They tried the engine and it roared.
Maybe their dream of a vacation came true. They fastened their seatbelts and hit the road, leaving
behind that crazy dream and celebrating their friendship.

 

 

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