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"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 4 to 24 each month 2018: new contributions sent to ruiprcar@gmail.com Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 4 to 24 each month 2018: new contributions sent to ruiprcar@gmail.com Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

18
Fev10

4th part - A Christmas Carol

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The 15 of December, was a day of ice and storm, there was a

white mantle of hail on the abandoned fields. As scheduled I should go

for shopping with Raquel and then go on trip. She should be in the

nearest shelter and waiting for me, but as the storm broke, she got cold

when I arrived at 6h45 a.m. I lent her my coat she covered herself with it

and gave me a kiss on my lips to thank…

— Raquel, what's going on?! You know that we shouldn't be

together.

 

 

 

— I know that, but... I really do not understand why you can't see

me with other eyes. I'm not so different form my sister and also wait for

you.

— But you did have an affair a little time ago?!

— It was just an adventure. I was alone and wanted you to notice

me.

— I don't know what to say. I'm happy to receive such attention

from you. But, as you know I feel something special for Madalena. We

feel a great complicity and bond between us. Please try to understand and

accept this.

— I understand... can we go?! — We did not say a word until we

arrived near the village. Rain fell down all the way. It was like we were

separated from the rest of the world, I had to drive slowly. When we

arrived, the rain stopped, just like an invitation to go for a walk. We spent

all morning going around and buying some food and Christmas presents

for our little sick girls, certainly we would also buy some gifts for little

strawberry. The smell of the traditional Christmas cakes and fritters made

us order two cakes and so we had to wait until the end of the afternoon.

At night fall the lights on the shop-window and the busy Xmas whirl in

the streets, created another Christmas feeling.

 

* * * The Christmas Spirit * * *

 

Those colours made more real the Christmas spirit. There was a

 

group of colours that made us feel peace and joy. We returned just after

seeing the shop-window of candies and gave a look at the small shopping

mall of the village. When I arrived home Leonor asked me to tell to baby

Jesus Christ to bring a doll and that she could be bought in town. — Well,

— I thought — it could be everywhere but it has to be bought in town.

This child desire means that she is getting better! — and answered: — Of

course! — It was then that I noticed that the roseate colours of small

strawberry had already returned to her cheeks, which was good! This

contentment made me fall asleep soon and the night went by like the

blink of an eye.

 

 

 

19
Jan10

3rd Part

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* * * Sickness on Christmas * * *

 

 

 

My sculpture of Nativity also had a small fountain, in which I had

put a mirror to mimic the water. That fountain was the most strange

element of my sculpture of Nativity, all the other clay figures, the cattle,

the Kings and Saint Joseph, Holy Mary and baby Jesus Christ, were the

traditional characters of Christmas. Above the house where Jesus was I

also put a small light. Some sand together with the moss completed that

image. This year everything was at the bedroom of little strawberry, I

knew that she adored those images and as she was sick this was the only

way for her to see them. She was also surrounded by small Christmas

gifts that were brought earlier by Santa and baby Jesus Christ, just to help

her to get better sooner. After leaving the factory where I was working, as

a production supervisor of a small production, I used to buy biscuits,

honey and some medicines. To see the other children playing on the street

and asking when would they receive the gifts, or even asking what had

happen to Jesus, would just enlarge my anxiety. But, the doctors assured

 

that much patience was needed.

Luckily I could pay more drugs than the parents of little

strawberry. For me it was impressive how the poorest ones were so

ignorant about money issues. It was for the same reason, to help her

parents, that Madalena went to work at the same factory as I and just after

finishing school. As she was on a precarious situation, the boss tried to

abuse her, one day at the end of the afternoon. It was strange she was

taking to much time to arrive at the front door. Understanding that, I

decided to enter the already desert factory, I heard a scream at the office

and went there running, opened the door and when I entered I saw the

boss taking her dress off. Very disturbed I attacked him: — You nasty

pig! — Then we reached a deal I would get promoted and I would shut

my mouth to avoid a scandal. It was a dirty business, I already knew

about other situations when the victims would continue working without

telling a word. Through this deal the closing of the factory would be

avoided and also the misery of many families… Since then the situation

finished and there were no more problems.

I thought to myself that the boss was also sick. Clearly he was not

aware of the meaning of the word dignity but, that situation had had as

consequence my approximation to Madalena. During Christmas all the

memories had a special meaning and also the fact that many victims did

suffer and stood shut because they wanted to guarantee the paycheque of

their families. Nevertheless, I still remember Madalena on the floor

surrounded by her own blood, grabbing her ripped dress. I think I'm going

to remember this forever. Then Raquel arrived, she brought a new dress

and took her home.

A few years had been gone since this situation, and since she

went away to study but, this Christmas, I was very distressed again,

because of her. Raquel told me that her situation was far more

complicated than the one her mother wanted to admit. And I was too far

away… I felt I should go to visit her and Raquel could go with me.

07
Jan10

2nd Part

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She was beautiful, but more than that she had a unique way of

 

 

being. I met her just three years before on a Sunday afternoon in August,

at a beach of Alva river. She and her sister, Raquel, were not usual visits,

but one afternoon was enough to met them at the esplanade, and that

changed my life. Her eyes caught mine as if calling me and almost

without explanation we could not see anything else more but each other.

Complicity grew up when we knew we were studying at the same school

and the same subject… and more than that, we were living in neighbour

villages, just three kilometres apart, but we had never seen each other

before. Raquel stood at the esplanade observing the reflexes of the sun on

the treetops, and I was teaching Madalena to swim somewhere along the

lesson, I kissed her and told her I wanted to be her boyfriend. Everything

was very quick, she admitted that was feeling the same but was not

prepared for such a serious relationship. It was better to stay like we were

because she was afraid of getting hurt. Of course I respected her feelings

and we never got separated again. Everything that was affecting one of us

would affect the other.

The story of the enchanted fountain also encouraged me to give

her that nobility title. There was a legend about a Princess, of a very old

Kingdom, that was in love with a young noble, that although of a good

heart and hard working spirit, the King was not confident about him

being his successor. But the Princess endless love kept her going there to

meet her noble, near that fountain. Nevertheless, a spy told everything to

the King and he demanded the noble to be decapitated, and the Princess

did not know anything. Also it was demanded to be put a piece of paper

near a fountain. The Princess read the note and noticed that it was forged

and got suspicious about everything. Then she decided to continue to visit

the spring water, at the same hour, during the following days after that on

every Tuesday, of all weeks of her life, always when she was missing her

love.

Months after, feeling extreme pain, told to God that she was not

accepting having to experience that pain and because of that, after her

death, she would go to that special place to keep the same from

happening to someone else. In the meanwhile, by death of the King, she

became Queen, she demanded a fountain to be built on the same place of       

the spring water and married a noble, that she did not love, just to

guarantee the succession of the throne. Nevertheless, one night when she

went to the fountain, she was surprised by a group of bandits that killed

her. Before that, she was robbed and they tried to rape her, but a very

strong and cold wind appeared, although being June, and they just had

time to behead her. After that she continued to visit the fountain but as an

inhabitant of the other world… the guardian of the beloved ones that

would elect her fountain as their meeting place…

 

18
Dez09

A Christmas carol - 1st Part

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An enchanted fountain on Christmas

* * * The enchanted fountain * * *

The 12 of December had come, nevertheless I felt this magic

season arriving much time before. On that year, the special time of the

year that should be of joy, was of sorrow, because all of us were very

worried about the health of the little Leonor, the daughter of my eldest

sister. Leonor was just 4 years old. For the last two weeks my little

strawberry, as I used to call her, was not coming out of her bed. On a big

city, in a case of emergency, the medical support would be more quick

than on a small village. Due to this we were always much more

preoccupied.

At the end of the day, already full night, when I was feeling

lonelier and apprehensive, I would pick up the motorbike and went

through mountains and valleys illuminated by the moonlight until I

arrived at Monte'Alto

a. The frozen wind of the journey and the ice, that I

knew, I would tread when I arrived, were not enough to stop me, because

at the top of the mountain the landscape was superb, that open space

lighted by the moon, the stars on the sky and a few lights on earth. Of

course that I could not arrive so high just to see the landscape, I usually

gave a coin to the Saint and seat near the enchanted fountain, where it

was said to appear a Princess. I was thinking about someone, my Princess

that had a name and was very far away studying at the big city, for almost

two years since I last saw her. Her mother had given me her contact two

days ago and told me that she was sick, but her studies were going well.

Due to all this, one of the persons for whom I was praying was her.

But what did she had of so special for me to give her the most

important title of the Kingdom of my heart?

 

 

 

 

18
Dez09

Christmas has arrived

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Christmas has arrived. I is my favourite season. Why?! Well becuse this is the time of the year when children dream about magic, peace and cakes with sugar. It's all about lights, cribs, Santa Claus, Jesus, life and family... Last week died one person of my family. She was 93 years old... How precious she was and how precious are all we to each other.

 

We should all think about this. Please here your opinion. What do you think is Christmas about?

 

My gift to you are these two photos of Lisbon. Your gift to me is your opinion ... Don't forget to send it to me :-)

 

Follow this translation:

1st click on "to comment";

2nd select "Não tem blog no sapo" (you don't have a sapo blog);

3rd bellow "comentário" in the box, write what you want;

4th place the characters bellow "copiar caracteres" (copy letters and numbers)

5th click "publicar comentário"

 

And that's it!

Thanks and have a nice Christmas!

 

 

 

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