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    Thursday, October 27, 2005

    Illo Friday: Remote

    Hidden Places



    in the midst of the city,

    in the darkest alleys,
    hidden beneath the walls of high rises
    and streets --

    lies remote areas
    seldom visible
    seldom unseen..

    but by those hardly stricken
    by misfortune
    and grief.

    ---
    note: An almost late entry for this week's

    Please click Image for better view.

    *.*

    Wednesday, October 26, 2005

    Illo Friday: Cold

    Without Stopping



    into her stillness
    she came - silent
    as she listened
    to her shadows stalking her every step

    and it came
    from beyond the void
    appearing in front of her
    gradually foggin her clear concept

    and again
    she shut her eyes
    only to see it unobscured
    and it ram her heartbeat in two

    and she ache
    with every sun shining
    with every empty morning
    blank eyesights of chilled reflection

    but she danced
    with the wind's hurl
    thinking that this flight
    will be the transition
    chasing the breath out of her

    so in coldness
    astonished by the fume
    a wide gazing length
    the faint light freeze-dried her

       and she came crawling
       as the shadows
       reappear again

    But even in its softness
    can she swiftly glide away?
    with no looking back
      unheard of,
        unspoken?

    -----
    note: A very late entry for last week's
    But nonetheless, i dont wanna let this topic pass. Posting the current week's topic in a while. Please come back again. Click image for larger view.

    Thursday, October 13, 2005

    Illo Friday: Lost

    Lost Signs



    No Raindrops

    seduced by moonlight
    silence decided to declare itself
    should i not feel lost?
    i cannot breathe
    i cannot sleep
    i cannot weep

    dream away in the fire in your eyes
    wrapped in the cold with you
    melt with the breath of your mind
    should i summarize
    should i be surreal
    should we blissfuly feel?

    waiting for the caress of twilight
    confined in the grasp of knowing
    darkness is my knight
    will you save me
    will you stay
    will you go away?

    unstopped, unseen, no periphery
    radiating embrace of what we seem
    connected by a dream
    just you and me
    and a hundread
    and a thousand
    and a hundread more
    of you and me...


    -----
    note: busy week.. have no time for a new poem and been working on this illo only during break times. im not sure if i posted the poem before tho.

    Tuesday, October 11, 2005

    it's official!




    let's just say
    i'm still choosing
    from a list of a stories
    to write



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    Friday, October 07, 2005

    Cosmic Villa



    kissed by the sunrise
    the clouds moved away
    awoken from a night
      of non sleeping
    being captured
      by the scent
        of the bright new day

    broken -
    from the shackles of the past
    blank haunting
    she sleeps in silence
    curving scope of her vision
    thru her dreaming world
    he stalked

    unsullied whispers
      of a new becoming
    a thousand lapse
      to what he would say

    as he glides to her side
    that her brightness
      blinds the light
    as she swiveled
      a half-circle away..

    it is her grace
      that enraptured his senses
    a flight -
      with an open parachute
    landing on tiptoes
      to the ground

    her sighs
      that unfreezes dewdrops
        evaporate to perfume
    and her unyielding thirst
      for knowledge
    that only he
      would have the courage -
        to quench and consume

    a raincloud
    of misconception
    he blew away
    defusing from a time long ago
    where she blazed
      on ludicrously small
        amounts of peace

    now flipping the void
    of once her absent mind
    he tumbled thru
    and take hold
    of a warmth that was both
      hypnotic and divine.

    He nested -
      a silent kiss
    on the top of her head
    and whispered
    enchanting intimacies
    that both folded them
      and calmed them
    with bright lights
    that skittered
      across their windows
        across their galaxies
          across time.

    and so he dove in
    between the sheets
      and her gallant aura
    that contoured her reserved space

    now a new chapter
    has been written
    and time has transcribed
      new snippets
    to a cosmic vista
    that only he and her
    could withhold and combine.



    -----
    note: Ik hou van jou.. tot de maan en terug.. dat is een f e i t . *.*

    Monday, October 03, 2005

    Illo Friday: Float

    Space Tranced



    Capsules of time
    burried through thunderbolts
    as the jealous sun loom over us

    in the distance i hear
    chilled by the racing clouds

    my damp window
    moistened by the whisp of the sky
    and i hear them now crashing
    wild cries of the wind
    and the rooftops a'wailing
    wanting to break away
    set free and fly

    the sun now runs hiding
    as big blocks come as a surprise
    rolling over
    in the nimbus of his eyes

    we lay there be-stilled
    comouflaged on the ground
    beneath the swishing
      and growling
       and spins
    we remain entangled;
      entwined.

    holding on -
    to your invisible hand
    as the wind carries us away
    in circles we go
    losing our grip we fly

    will we ever land
    on the same ground?
      i dont know.

    let the air separate
    let the sun dictate
    as we now both float and wait...

    -----
    note: Poem made Sept.10, Illo made December 2004, but i guess it suits this week's topic at







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