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 Apr 2016 Alin
Traveler
Self discipline
Builds self comfort
So you need not cry out
  When it hurts the worst...
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
Haiku :o)
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
There is nothing worse
than not enough syllables
to finish the hai..
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
she paints the sky blue
with a field of meadow flowers
smiling daisies grace the canvas
looking to see heaven.

the sky comes to life
a creation from mortal hands
painted with the warmest yellow
and the saddest blue.

clouds of linen white
moving silently
over the painted sky
as colours of blue and green
fill the fields.

the scent of blooms
fill the room
the buzzing of bees
the warmth of the sun
as colours comes to life
in the eye of her imagination.

the breeze
a movement of the brush
filling the page with colour
and the room with summer.

life and love
poured endlessly onto canvas
tapped into the fountain
of her emotion
filling her eyes
with water colour tears.

painted in hues
of the deepest green
capturing and releasing
the picture that lies
within her heart.

a field of hopes and dreams
appear as magic in the room
as daisies smile up at the sunshine
and she paints the sky blue
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
"Mum I've got a tummy ache
I think i'm not too well"
"Yes .. you do look a little peeky,
Oh dear.. what is that smell?"

"Did you eat something you should't?
did you eat something you should?
did you eat something really bad?
or eat something much too good?"

"Well I only had some prunes you see"
"How many?" .. *"twenty four..."

"good heavens take the toilet roll
and make sure you shut the door."

"Battle stations everyone,
someone hold the dog,
we might have to evacuate,
someone write the captains log!!"


"Stardate.. sometime this afternoon
someone ate too many prunes
seal them in the bathroom
and lock up all the rooms!"


It's going to be touch and go,
just stand in the door frame,
I've just bleached the ****** bathroom,
it'll never be clean again...
 Apr 2016 Alin
Torin
You Dance
 Apr 2016 Alin
Torin
You dance
Without moving your feet
You move effortlessly
Through my mind
And I want nothing more
Than you dance with me

Its all it always was
We can never change
We can only become

You dance
While your body stays still
Moving gracefully
Through my mind
And I want nothing more
Than to dance with you

And it will always be
We can only change
We can only become

Its all your mind
Your deepening words
Your unending truth
Its all you
And me
Everything I want to be

And its always a dream
 Apr 2016 Alin
Torin
I
cannot help
the hands
that touch me
when they
could heal me
I know
its a distant
language
written
on my soul
I wasn't
made
to
understand
but she reads me
and I feel
her
more than
     Anything.....
                               My greatest wish
                               I couldn't say
                              is by her
                              spoken
                        ­        my greatest hope
                              is only
                              that I could
                             hold her
                            forever
                               that we'll make love
                              while we're
                             still
                             young
 Apr 2016 Alin
Got Guanxi
her lies
 Apr 2016 Alin
Got Guanxi
her lies taste like sweet nectarine,
those discreet kisses on my neckerchief,
make up on the pillows,
tears inside the handkerchief,
folded over and over to compress our fears into make believe,
in origami,
the patterns left,
embedded in my chest,
alieness to something,
but so close to where you used to be.
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
poems.
 Apr 2016 Alin
Little Bear
Sometimes I don't understand poems
I read the words and...
I actually think..
maybe I don't have the intelligence
to understand them.
I marvel at how beautiful the poems are.
How deep and profound.

I use words that I know.
Words that I understand and
sometimes, I look in the dictionary
to find a better word for the way I feel.

So I tend to use beautiful and lovely a lot..
Because to me,
there are no better words
than quite beautiful
or completely lovely.

But the poems I don't understand well...
maybe they are not meant for me.
I can't see the message,
the meaning or the story
behind the inspiration.
But I know who ever wrote them
poured their heart out
and shared it with us all.

And so I do think
I am somewhat under intelligent.
But... I do have a love of words.
I love to read
and I love to write
more than anything.

So, every poem that I read and like,
even if I don't understand the meaning,
I will have loved it for it's structure
and the shape it takes on the page.
The way the words taste in my mouth.
The song they play in my ears.
The way all the words,
put in the right order,
make my heart feel.

And I do feel the passion,
it makes me blush..
but I like that,
to feel how it moves me
deep inside.
It reminds me that I can indeed love.
And I am very much alive.

So, even if I don't understand the message
or know the meaning or hear the story.
The words within the poems I read,
are always going to be my favourite thing.

They will always be quite beautiful
and completely lovely.
 Apr 2016 Alin
Mona
Amber Tears
 Apr 2016 Alin
Mona
Amidst the flames,
The star wailed -

"Fate, oh, fate,

this isn't how 

the arms of the flames

shall flicker off 

my wait."

The murmurs of mortified stars
Blended along the curtains of sky,
Brushing the night with streaks of auburn,
As they shined their goodbye.

Fate replies,

"Tonight,

We shall cover thee,

in the shrouds 

of sacrifice,

Stardust coloring

the elderly night."

With one last frown of luster,
She - the star - found her deathbed,
Held high at the peak of the fire,
And the ashes of the story she bled.

•••• •••• ••••

On the opposite side of the mountain,
The moon sang of midnight on and on,
His words cherished for only one star,
One whom the late hours always adorned.

"I shall offer

my lullabies, your dowry

to the divine throne,

In the grooves

with more shadows 

than light

we'll be at home."

"Under my light

you'll never be dim,

In every galaxy

celestial bodies will bow,

The sky's a limitless 

ocean for you to swim,

Cause the moon

has found a temptress

somehow..."


A view of moths around a flame,
The indigo night turning orange,
The moon's face rendered forlorn,
To demand the news he gasped for courage.

Crowned with dawn appeared the sun,
And all the stars dimmed with fear,
The moon widowed from his only love,
Prayed this morning would disappear.

~ "Oh why ... oh fate,

I demand 

my star back."

~ "The sky shall

celebrate

your little star's

trip to the zodiac."

Replied fate punctuating his answer
With the awakening of the emigrant birds,
All traces of yesterday now gone,
All traces of his star nowhere to be heard.

•••• •••• ••••

Away from the world,
The moon wrote with silver ink,
He sang of the could have been's,
Of his star, he shall always think.

"In my mind

you've build 

your chamber,

For my eyes

you've ruined

beauty,

For I will always 

think of how 

you burned amber,

The whole 

universe now

So empty."

"The night 

inspired me

to become your hero,

During the day

I'd disappear

to chant my plans,

But fate 

made you

your own

Hero,

Before I was 

ever 

given the

Chance."

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I tried ... really ...
Anyways, thanks for reading :)
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