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Ingrid Dec 2012
Under the old linden trees
Deep, fragrant dark spreading.
There were two of us
Yoshitsune and me
Silent
Silent
Silent

Linden blossoms
Quietly fell to the ground
And then, it was morning
Minamoto no Yoshitsune (源 義経?, 1159 – June 15, 1189) was a general of the Minamoto clan of Japan in the late Heian and early Kamakura period. ... He is considered one of the greatest and the most popular warriors of his era, and one of the most famous samurai fighters in the history of Japan. The legends that deal with his public career show Yoshitsune as a great, virtuous warrior. He was often shown as kind to those around him and honorable, but he was also shown as short-tempered, tactless, blunt, and naive....After the Genpei War, Yoshitsune joined the cloistered Emperor Go-Shirakawa against his brother Yoritomo. Fleeing to the temporary protection of Fujiwara no Hidehira in Mutsu again, Yoshitsune was betrayed, defeated at the Battle of Koromo River, and forced to commit seppuku along with his wife and daughter, by Hidehira's son Fujiwara no Yasuhira...
Some tales however tell of Minamoto's no Yoshitsune escaping his pursuers; fleeing into the wilds of Mongolia; where he lived on under a new name, Temujin; known also as Genghis Khan
(From Wikipedia).
Ingrid Dec 2012
There's a bond of invisible flame
Infinitely strong
Infinitely thin
Stretching over the ocean
Connecting us
Forever
Forever
Though we will never
Touch each other again
Till the death parts us
Ingrid Dec 2012
Through the thick soup of human plankton
A tiny gray particle
Me
In the thick soup of bodies
Human plankton
Me
Looking up
The sun clouded by layers of human plankton
Above me
Me
Looking up
Skies obscured by layers of human plankton
Above me
Me
Pushing my way up through the thick layers  of human plankton
Upwards
For just one, just one
Breath of fresh air
Plankton (singular plankter) are any organisms that live in the water column and are incapable of swimming against a current.  They provide a crucial source of food to many large aquatic organisms, such as fish and whales.

These organisms include drifting animals, plants, archaea, algae, or bacteria that inhabit the pelagic zone of oceans, seas, or bodies of fresh water. That is, plankton are defined by their ecological niche rather than phylogenetic or taxonomic classification. (From Wikipedia)

Though many planktic (or planktonic—see the next section below) species are microscopic in size, plankton includes organisms covering a wide range of sizes, including large organisms such as jellyfish.
Ingrid Nov 2012
We parted in a May morning
On a merry walk, my shadow and I
When evil clouds stole him from me
And I came home alone to cry

And a writer of bad deeds on my left
And a writer of good deeds on my right
And over me a black, black cloud
My portable hell, my personal night
Ingrid Nov 2012
When touch
I feel still painful burns
Left by the snow, the tender snow
Scorched by the flakes so dainty, light, and white
That winter day

And every flake took down to hell
My heart
Me leaving mocked and fooled  
By self
Alone in busy streets

My city loud and bright
Was strange and still
For me
That winter day
Ingrid Nov 2012
The only lipstick fit for real woman is
The glorious gore-red
Of her hearts' blood,
Painted with trembling fingers parting
Too early, of course,
While the parting still pains.
For remember, when love is dying
Nothing can save it
No sunsets, no flowers, no forest walks
No quantity of spearmint candy
No smiles, no coffee, no cigarettes
Even old jokes or magic words
Like "remember, the first time we…"
Or "do you speak Dutch";
No freesia candles burning
No cranberry lemonade, even with love potion
Can mend it.
No sewing our clothes together murmuring,
"Follow me as the thread follows the needle"
No wishing, no crying,
No phone calls,
No desperate words of love,
Not even if you both hold your hands
Conjuring last spring back;
Not even marriage,
Not even that.
Only your heart's blood can keep
The rose alive for a while
Over the dark frame
While the black-and-white photograph
(Pity that flies don't respect it)
Fades.
Ingrid Nov 2012
Loneliness is
When you look for the one you love
And cannot find him
In the crowd
Silence is
When you long to hear
Only one voice
That is not there
Among so many others
Misery is
When you're loved by the whole world
But not by the one
You love
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