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Jan2012 Poem
To thou, as in, on the love
(title mimicking the very words of the year: Two Thousand and Twelve)
To thou,
as in,
On the Love,
I lend a little from my hub.
A thought,
A share,
To you,
The Allotted Care,
More than a dew drop on a leaf,
Much alike a deauctatental* glyph,
Just a spot of inspiration rained down softly
on a stacked up sheaf…
… of anything… to anywhere… of any layer.
Now, let’s place more care…
To thou,
As scent would have to halve
the particles of dedication,
I place a tad of class.
I know,
I say, I realize,
That everything is to be devised,
Prior to be expedited as an advice,
And before the inks have weighed in,
Thus, as the step by step distinction applies the splice,
Make sure confidence is plied within.
To thou,
A sand sent for the weaving,
I grant a little of my land.
It doesn’t have to be sophistication,
Just a dash of communication
All for you,
Splash of pacification!
To thou,
A sound hand to the shelves,
I extend my written contribution.
You bring your needs,
And I suggest to them.
You voice your concerns,
And I write to them.
You cry out your worries,
And I serenade to them.
You let a tab in asking “But, what’s been?”,
And I, on a tablet, bring up
while bringing it down a notch… “It’s been.”
I give into your care
the life, its trends, its heels,
Yet I will still hold on
to the love, its look and feel.
I place into your trust
my heart, its beat, its passion,
And I ask of you to place
your heart, its heat, its promise.
I place upon your lips
the words that kiss,
and not the ones that bite.
To thou,
as in,
On the Love,
I am a table-offering to the chairs of your thought.
©DD, 2011-2012
“deauctatental” = coincidentally brought in from the influx of inspirations, styles, motifs and the likes; a thought which came up by chance, whilst situated in the middle of (also confronted by) numerous inspiration sources (or resources); an attentive person, observing and taking it all in. base words: d’eau + coincidental. to “d’eau” = to create, to come up with something from your own flow, from your own source; to deliver like a flow; to continue pouring from your own spring, metaphorically speaking.
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AugLove Vows
"You're the one I want to ride on this cloud with, You're the musical note I want to hear from, You're the rose behind my ear, You are my first, my last front tear. I am your friend who forms a caring circle around you, I am your motion you trigger with your emotion, I am the sunny inscription on your I am your first and your only mate of the heart. You're the wave I want to be led by through life, You're the glass I raise up high, You're the star sparkling in my eyes, You are my clear path, crystal present and stellar future!"
This is a fragment of a poem I wrote today. Hope you like it.
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Apr"Life is the key, Love is the lock."
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FebFrom a song I wrote 2nite
“I was…
… writing about what I saw on the faces;
The ones who had love on their foreheads,
Were standing,
Were staring,
So I had them stashed
like dreams up in the loft of my mind,
So I could be able to tell
what everyone hoped they could find.”
©DD, 2011
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FebFrom “This be our seal”, my own composition, this is the chorus:
“As you were,
Love would not had seen you, But when love turned for you, Everything turned out, Turned out right! As I fared, Life has billed me, Yet when blessings fell like bristles, Like crystals, They fit perfectly underneath my feet.”
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OctSincere
This is a post from the blog on my site, featuring a poem I wrote in Romanian, while below you can read a version of it in English which I annexed.
Sincer
In voia mersului te lasi,
In instanta stopajului te opresti ,
Despre timp te interesezi,
Si pe ganduri te asezi.
Oare pe cine vei citii
Atunci cand umbrele se vor clintii!?
Oare in voia caruilor ramuri te vei lasa
Atunci cand zambetele cuiva te vor alinta?!
Sub suspinul cerului pasesti,
De aglomeratia lumii te separi,
…
Terminand un capitol, te pregatesti a citi un altul,
Dar nu inainte de a descoperii culmea destinului:
Aceea care ti se va oferi ca un inger,
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Sincere
In the will of walking, you let yourself,
In the instance of stopping, you halt yourself,
About the time, you inquire,
And on thoughts, then, you settle.
I wonder whom will you read
When the shadows will move!?
Which of the branches will you rely upon,
Then when someone’s smiles would have caressed you?!
Under the sobbing sky, you tread,
Away from the crowded world, you separate yourself,
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Finishing one chapter, you prepare reading another,
But not before discovering the height of destiny:
That one who will offer herself to you like an angel,
…
©DD, 2010
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Sep
Poetic lines by yours truly featuring opposing views from a leaf and from a rose :)
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SepTo a future You
To a significant you
in a future with me,I’m writing a note
to keep you afloat…Because, of all of the things
which have sparks,
which are blings,You are my most prized boat
which gives shape
and adds sails
to
my
heart!
To be continued…
©DD, 2010
Now, as I'm looking beyond horizons, I cannot help but write on water and let each wave take you through my imagination. Be inspired, be different, be... deauverse!
