Valentine Love

Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy

Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.

Daffodily hopes for 2012

Time for good relations, exercise, painting, writing post and poems, listening to music, if teaching would be possible. Time to finish an embroidery The Starry Night. Time for exercise and healthy eating. Time for music and art. Time for languages and gram of light.

The emotional light.

Private English Lessons

English Lessons 
                                                      
What's your job Real English  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgRd7BnBnBA   
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mh_NaRInnRc  

Winter

I choose white, but with
Red on it, like the snow
In winter with its few
Holly berries and the one
Robin, that is a fire
To warm by and like Christ
Comes to us in his weakness,
But with a sharp song.
(r. s. thomas)

White Christmas

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-16184487
White Christmas invented by Charles Dickens.

A song -psalm on hope piotr_rubik,psalm_mojej_nadziei.html

Rembering

There is a time when clock stops and there are no more phone calls.

I will always remember you Aniu, and sunflowers you loved. The energy you had, your warm colours, love of dancing,gospel music, languages and people. Thank you for the time of close conversations shared together, your support, beauty and willingness to live.

I hope you are in the sun surrounded by sun and blooming sunflowers.

I miss the conversations which will not happen any more. I thought that you will be here all the time. I was looking for a song for you when I found out that you left us. This is a song.

 How can I help you to say goodbye - Karen Taylor Angels Wings http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Anux4pwInV8&feature=related. 

We live in the flicker.

An inner Gift

Deep inside of "Self" are hidden pearls and see-shells. That is why the most precious is what is inside. At rough time when we feel smashed into a thousand pieces, the invisible can turn out to be more precious. Each broken fragment can be meticoulusly placed back where it belonged.
Being aware of your talents, gifts can give you strength at tougher times: time of meditation,disillusionment or creation.

A song by Karen Taylor "Small Victories" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4Sx3SNJvEs&feature=related

Pandora's Box

For without feeling sorrow, extreme disappointment, despair, misery, misfortune and pain nobody would have searched hope. Because of this there is a need for a grain of hope. In other words it is unavoidable and it started so early on the Earth.

Many years ago, incidentally, a mythical Pandora - a goddess - was given a beautiful box which she was not to open under any circumstance. However, she was extremely curious and could not resist. Eventually she opened the box-jar. All evil contained escaped. Threatened she managed to close the lid, but the whole contents of the jar had escaped, except Hope.

If we can keep on hoping, things can be different.