6.2.16

Red soul


My soul
bleeds in dew
and
smiles in open petals.
Like you.


✍Quote of the day
"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies"
(Aristotle)

5.2.16

Sexy inflation

(Some innocent humor today)


Oh, girl...girl...girl...
– my man said making many loud cock-a-duddle-doos -
what else can I do than ogling your beautiful boobs?

Ugly girl!
– I cried desperately calling up her wicked name -
Resky-Raska, please,
do not let my boy get away with this silly game.

- Honey, come on, look up at her face!
She looks like a witch (I do know she is):
so old, big-nosed, three big warts, cross-eyed,
gap-toothed, huge feet, and… a riding broomstick!
You think she is a maid?
Look up at her face! 
(maybe I was jealous with my flat fried eggs...?)

- Sorry, I can't, my love. Sure you are right,
but I can only have eyes for these frost detectors.
Ode to Joys! What a pair of Picasso cubes!
These two holy grails are driving me crazy.
I have never seen better traffic stoppers,
this wonderful pair of Bambi's thumpers muffs.
True bowling pins these pink siamese twins.
Yeah! Yeah!

(What a jerk!)

I used my long nails...

Boom! Boom!
Both boobs exploded as she did with them.

Oh, nooo! - said he very sadly before passing out.

What else could I do…?
My poor boy was ogling two big phoney boobs!
Two inflated balloons!

(whewww... phewww...)


✍Quotes of the day
- “Eye of newt, and toe of frog, 
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, 
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, 
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,— 
For a charm of powerful trouble, 
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. 
Double, double toil and trouble; 
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.” 
(William Shakespeare) 

“Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch.” 
(Catherynne M. Valente, "In the Night Garden")

“There is an odd quirk in the human mind that makes a fearful man prefer to go quietly to a wicked-looking, gnarled "witch" for a countercharm than to a respectable licensed sorcerer or an accredited priest of the Church.” 
(Randall Garrett, "Murder and Magic"

4.2.16

Swan mom

In mystic contemplation she swans her new-born son,
both breathing the other's breath, sharing life, sharing love.
 Happy mom, young Elizabeth.
Look at her Greco neck. 

What a pure scene... 
Jealous Death is now dead.

Fingering wings, milky skin.
The snowy garment, the wordless lips,
only her eyes silently speak.
The warmest bosom, his feather pillow,
the angelical hands, the soft echoing beats.

Time has stopped for her mirroring the miracle of life,
protecting in awe his innocent dreams.

The metamorphosis of love.
The purest living metaphor.
The holy mother and her little god,
oh!
lucky baby lullabied by your mom's heart song.



✍Quote of the day
“I've developed into quite a swan.
I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty.”
(Rufus Wainwright)


14.1.16

Vowelery


i   i   i
u  u  u
oui    oui    oui
he   he   he
she   she   she
shhhh...
a?
y?
oh!   ooh!  oooh!
hehehe!!!
aaaaah....
we   wee   weee
see   see   see
sí!   síi!   síii!

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✍Quote of the day
"Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants."
(Samuel Taylor Coleridge)


To Scarlett

This little girl is 1.
She is my hubby's granddaughter.
I have written an Acrostic thinking of her.





✍Quote of the day
"A baby is God's opinion that life should go on."
(Carl Sandburg)