white cat,
Behind the illuminated glass,
Don’t ask yourself questions,
If my master disappeared,
Who would feed me? »
He has no imagination,
Is it the key to happiness?
PS, i try to learn portugese, so i don't bring my french poem, portugese sounds musical to my ears
O gato branco,
Atrás do vidro iluminado,
Não te faças perguntas,
« Se o meu mestre desaparecesse,
Quem me alimentaria? »
Ele não tem imaginação,
É a chave para a felicidade?
Painter Paula Rego
was Portugese,as you may know
Pastels her particular thing
artist Victor Willing her a wedding ring
Part of the masses, another blue-bottle blip
ocean-sweeping ~ sailing blue-massive
oscillo-roaming-wind
spinning a dizzy-spherical war ~
The appetite to be sated where a new current
ushers constant unpredictability on its menu:
gleaming silver thrashes on its thready hang
Each usual sting, brings on a singular cringe
so predictable are its shivers of alas-morass
entrenched within a genetic-evolutionary psyche…
Luffing, she swells on the blue-flowing-feel
another turn, she is riding with the armada
Dining, diving, leaving divining to the wind,
yet wielding its surprising, wispy, sublimity ~
(11/30/20 For 'it is what it is or is it' contest)
The draw of the tide...
tugs away inside...
remembered rekindled emotion...
lived on the water ...
remember i ought...
Portugese, on the ocean..
cabin boy ..
on a 3 masted schooner...
we lived on salted pork...
the maggots they walked...
red meat went rotten the sooner..
In Timor it's said ..
we'd get fresh bread...
more chillies, beer by the jug..
first mate was casting the lead..
fathoms testing...
as into the harbour we lugged...
sailing round the Cape Horn ..
suicide borne..
over the side water torn..
ironic the twist
sinking forlorn....
no one there to mourn
drowning there did I exist... :)
where i went onetime....Don Johnson 17-may-11
thought that I knew all of the footsteps
I would follow in the journey of my life
but the man in the moon smiled
and destiny asked my stars to dance
you turned my way…I felt my life change
the gentleness and honesty of our first kiss
feeling you reach into my inner-most soul
within seconds…needing you…wanting you forever
pensei que conhecia todos os passos
que iria seguir em minha jornada
mas o homen na lua sorria
e o destino chamou nossas estrelas para dancar
voce mudou meu rumo…senti minha vida mudar
a suavidade e honestidade do nosso primerio beijo
que me fez sentir o seu toque no mais profundo de minha alma
precisando de voce…querendo voce…para sempre e por um dia
afternoons spent side by side
waves of emotion caught within shifting sand
passionate moments…tender dreams coming true
the hunger of a shared kiss…no one else can see
you stir my soul…you alone touch me like no one else
we have shared promises and confessions without word
you are the air that I breath
I would walk on broken glass to be by your side once again
IRISH
I want to say thank you
In some of the languages of the world
To all the soup members
For you have helped my heart to twirl
You've add bits of humor, rhythm, and definitely some rhyme
From writings on many topics when you have the time
Thank you (English)
Muchas gracias (Spanish)
Danke schoon (German) Suppose to have two dots on top of the schoon but I don't
know how to do that
Merci beaucoup (French)
Arigato gozaimasu (Japanese)
Grazie (Italian)
Topadh leibh (Scottish Gaelic)
Toda raba (Hebrew)
Mamnoon (Farsi (Persian))
Spasibo (Russian)
Liels paldies (Latvian)
Efharisto poli (Greek)
Toa chie or Xie Xie (Chinese)
Shukran gazilan (Arabic)
Obrigado (Portugese)
Mahalo nui loa (Hawaiian)
In a round about way this came from the internet. If any are wrong correct me . If
you can add some put it in the comments box. Everything we learn helps us to
grow.
Radiolarium & portugese man o' war
The most precise paridgm I ever saw
Blaschkas' legacy..a materclass
Now long lost in the past
Living flowers in Harvard glass.
Leo & Rudolf Blaschka 19th cntury Bohmians creators of these unique intricate glass sea sculpture
See moe @ www.pangalactictrading.com/Jellyfish/slides/JellyFish004.html
& @
exhibits.mannlib.cornell.edu/blaschka/life_work/index.htm
By Feb one, fifty words or less, using:
Spandex boxer shorts
Listerine soaked Tissue
Lunar craters
Untuned TV
Short Bio
Beef Wellington
Portugese Man'O War
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