Hi Marina Thanks for visiting my blog. I've been sneaking around your site today. Loki looks like such a character - you and he must have such fun! And I like your rotund mermaid too.
I have to send a link of this to a young girl I work with at church, she has a total fascination with foxes and this one is too cute not to pass on so she can take a peek. Your bold, strong lines really work for this picture.
There's much in the world that you can't explain. It's revealed for you to remember by the whispering voice of a distant train or a midnight rain in november.
Horizon within! You can always find the keys to Enigma. Let's mention one basic Truth: of spirited Mind Is Nature naught but extension.
Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden by fear and longing you roam that deep Southeast in your soul hidden ...on your random journey back home.
Hi Marina
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog. I've been sneaking around your site today. Loki looks like such a character - you and he must have such fun! And I like your rotund mermaid too.
I have to send a link of this to a young girl I work with at church, she has a total fascination with foxes and this one is too cute not to pass on so she can take a peek. Your bold, strong lines really work for this picture.
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Kraxpelaxon Deviant Art
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SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
There's much in the world that you can't explain.
It's revealed for you to remember
by the whispering voice of a distant train
or a midnight rain in november.
Horizon within! You can always find
the keys to Enigma. Let's mention
one basic Truth: of spirited Mind
Is Nature naught but extension.
Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden
by fear and longing you roam
that deep Southeast in your soul hidden
...on your random journey back home.
Single Swingle
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Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.
My Spanish poetry!
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LE FRUIT DU CIEL
Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –
Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant !
À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.
Poétudes
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And: reciprocity. You do me a favor promoting your blog on mine!
- Peter Ingestad, Sweden