Images And Words ~ Unusual Structures

 

There are structures and strategies in relationship,

 just add little bit of imagination.

 photo taken in Lisbon. Feb 2013

Have A Lovely Weekend

~ I do miss the splendid bright sunshine in Lisbon ~

photo taken at Alfama district, Lisbon

White Moon

~ Love is so short, forgetting is so long ~

Lisbon night. Jan 2013

Creative Challenge ~ Thingamajig ~ Whose Name Is Unknown

It was at that age …

poetry arrived in search of me.

I didn't know, I didn't know where he came from,

from winter or a river?

I didn't know how or when,

He was not from voices, not from words

nor was he from - silence;

but from a street I was familiar,

from the branches of night.

He came without a face,

and he touched me...

I wrote the first line,

A line without pretense - pure.

I did not know what to say, 

I wheeled with the stars,

my heart broke loose on the wind.

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I had no way with his name.

/ Pablo Neruda /

Lisbon night.  Jan, 2013

Images And Words ~ Feathered Friend

photo taken at paco da Alcacova, Lisbon

Becoming A Woman

 

That night he looked at me, the tenderness of his gaze was upon me, and he said, "You have many lovers, and yet I alone love you. Other men love themselves in your nearness, I love you in your self.  Other men see a beauty in you that shall fade away sooner than their own years.  But I see in you a beauty that shall not fade away, and in the autumn of your days; that beauty shall not be afraid to gaze at itself in the mirror, and it shall not be offended.

"I alone love the unseen in you."

"All men love you for themselves.  I love you for yourself."

Then he walked away.

No other man ever walked the way he walked.  Was it a breath born in my garden that moved to the east?  Or was it a storm that would shake all things to their foundations?

I knew not, but on that night, the moonlight of his eyes slew the dragon in me, and I became a woman, a woman lost to the earth she had known, and finding herself in new places.  

/ Kahlil Gibran /

photo taken in Lisbon

Love

~ This street art was found in Lisbon, Portugal ~

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.   / Rumi /