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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 [AFTER AUGUST] are accepted. 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 [AFTER AUGUST] are accepted. Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

05
Abr22

Spring

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Today we share a first poem about Spring. We need it so much.

 

It Felt like Spring, by Liselle P. (USA)

It’s home time, as I make my way down the long winding steps,
which feels like going down deeper into a dark tunnel that never ends.
As I pushed the door wide open, a soft, rush of cool air embraced my face
as if trying to say high and I miss you, let me give you a hug.
It felt like Spring; it’s in the air.
I smiled as the air captivated me and romanced me, the skeletal trees
swayed to the breeze, as pieces of its loved ones fell to the ground.
They didn’t mind, because they knew their glory will shine one day.
As they held on with their roots, their frames all dark, old, twisted
and bent, like an old bent lady with a walking stick, trying
to keep her balance. It’s just a matter of time to be alive.
As I walked along the sidewalk, the smell of Spring, the buds popping out
from plants as it signifies growth, life and another journey.
The green grass sprouts, given another chance to glistened in the sun
as the chlorophyl makes its green color shine once again.
The white mountains of snow still standing, perched upright,
as if looking into the heavens for their friends to come again.
The seagulls speak to each other in deep conversation,
as lost friends trying to catch up on the latest news
where to get the grubs.
Mother Nature is working her magic to bring back the bright light.
It’s slowly coming. I can feel it, smell it, and taste it.
I stood still, closed my eyes and let the moment captivate my mind.
A déjà vu experienced came over me, but it’s not over yet,
it’s just getting started and I will be here to
welcome you home Spring, fully.

 

Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

14
Dez21

Tomorrow? Poetry by Liselle P.

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Dear Friends.

We are waiting for the arrival of the printed Anthologies and we hope this happens tomorow but Christmas and Covid-19 might delay the very expected moment.

While we wait here a poem by Liselle P.

 

They are Coming

 

Hear their hooves of the horses on the dirt path road coming to chase us.

What did we do wrong? The cries of children echo.

Mothers, Fathers RUN!!! RUN!!! RUN!!!

Don’t let them get us, we belong here just like everyone else.

Lives were built here. Children were born here.

This is all we know, we had to flee the hardship,

The pain and suffering. We ran, we left home,

and never looked back.

Took the chance didn’t have any status,

because we wanted to taste America. This is the

land of dreams and opportunities.

Just like milk and honey.

Are you mad at us because we want to live better?

How dare you judge us? Go back in your memory and think

for a second, when you wanted to breath fresh air,

and live a decent life.

Go back in your memory and think when you got turned down.

Just go back, and let the tears flow because you remembered.

But look what is happening now. You rush down here

to bully us and abuse us to get out?

FATHER!!! HELP US!!!! hear our cries, only god can see the evil of men.

They drag us up like filth and speak to us like we are dumb

They sending us back to torture. Back to hard life and poverty.

Don’t want to go, don’t want to go.

Can someone hear our plight? OH GOD NOOOO!!!

Save us please. The enemy is coming. IS COMING!!!!!!

 

Enjoy.

 

 

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