Medieval Love

I think it’s time to write

I think speak directly interfere in something more sublime.

Our silence. Our medieval melodic line.

We need to respect
The  pause … between our breaths.
Restoring the hearts to normal beats.
When possible! If possible!
So when we do not talk , when in silence and in solitude is allowed to us

an intense feeling….
inside the restlessness and the remembrance
ours minds flow loose.

All is revive! Sudenly!

And how we are simple, and naive, Love silently weaves its dominion over us.

But we do not know it.

We are concerned to hold tied the strong beats
and avoiding to listen the melodic sound
and avoiding to fell that little pain, that charm that have remained for so long.

Listen carrefully!

Those who fall in love, usually need to apologize for the long silence that is established between them. But the silence and solitude ennobles us . It is the pause and the slow pace that precede a high feeling.

If love can be in that way. Innocent and simple. I think we love each other!Picou,_Henri_Pierre_-_Romeo_and_Juliet

Letter to Mr Dorian 2

Dear mr. Dorian
I think has been almost 4 years i did not write to you. Because you did not write to me in return!

As you are a dear friend and need to know how things is going here on earth
As the heaven it seems soft to you now and  Unfortunately earth is rough to me

(I love this word, the sound is so lengthy! Unfortunately!!!!)

As i need to talk with someone more  than you need to listen me
there we are again!


You have no place to go anyway  but into my wind head, be patiente!


How is heaven? Anyone there has names? Any God welcomed you? As you know  here,  we have several . Did you found your friends , family?
Down here everything seems just a deep blue, when i look to above. But they still are affirming that NO. That has more on the sky thant clouds, air and blue. Ok


On this letter i want to talk a little more about me. Is it important to you? Still? As i am not One but a multitude.
I am growing older and i dont like of that and i am thinking on change my face.

But who am I without my face or my laugh? My sideways glance it would not be possible and my kisses would be also hanging by wires. No! You’ll not like that.
They almost put me on the line.


Take a note. Now and here, the wires, they are important , powerful and invisible too.  Not just to mascarate our faces or bodies . You  can be what you want  but never what you really are.And we love it!

Unfortunately! you’ll never see the real expression of a sweet heart!

Do you remember the painting? Is the same my friend  just taking very  seriously.    It is something equivalent as a God . Your only option is say “YES” in adoration.

If you look as i do very carefully you’ll notice the strange movements and that something simply does not fit or is abnormal. But we are great hanging on our walls!

It can be  someone or something  invisible manipulating  us?  OH!   What a silly though isn’t it? How could be possible? We are so moderns, civilized  and cultured!

Dont think too much about it or worry  because  donw here we  dont give a damn!!! Sometimes  I think,   with myself “what most can be take for us” without realizing that we are  f…?

But we  have some positives things too. We are all equals and we wish the same things. Is a communism in reverse . We still do not have equal rights and access to all and private property is just a for a few. But we are happy in that way. It!s wonderful how we are originals.
We buy from  them. We Work  to them

and shop, chopp, chop!

But then comes the best part !!!!They say in several languages that is through love of toward others , learnead in a book , that we would regulate this transition. Interesting! Economy based in religion and faith!Oscar Wilde

I am thinking in moving to Papua-Guiné! It is true! They are real  civilized there.



. You are very popular here and i still love you so much but  sometimes i am confused with you and the creature. Sorry for that.  They grab me  when i am unnoticed and put me on the line. Dont worry…. I am the same, with the same heart and laugh and back to the beautiful caos.

I am going now. With love, forever



he is the master of my  time
old and fat with his  pirate hat

rolling over his bare feet
on gorgeous barrel of  Rum

one barrel … rolling through the rough sea

 the man the barrel and the waves

they are the symbol of the  time

a time that i cant understand

but i am here, living
and he is there counting, turning and laughing

I do not know what it means
he just sent me a vivid picture

he wants me to believe that he’s a cartoon
but he  is nothas been for so long.jpg

and   mercilessly he cast  an   enigma into  the time

But this has  been  for so long!


This has  been for so long!




Il est   l’un des poètes les plus brillants que je connais. Nous jouons Dracula dans mon château. Il faut vraiment aller sur son blog et vérifier. Il écrit en plusieurs langues pour tous les goûts. Merci Dracula !

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ou verre que j’offre à mirna en la remerciant vivement pour le château de dracula
et la salle du château de dracula et la cheminée de la salle du château de dracula
et le visage brésilien de braise
et le baiser de la douce mort
de braise
anagramme de baiser
anagramme de braise
anagramme de baiser
et cetera sans fin

quand le vampire avec un v majuscule
comme le v majuscule de la vie
passa pour elle
elle le fit entrer et ferma la porte
à deux tours comme une élection
le premier tour avec la clé de sol
le deuxième avec la clé du soleil

elle était hydrorange comme ange orange et comme orange orange
avec deux petites têtes oranges qui étaient deux soleils tournesols
et je vous le prouve sur le champ
🙂 🙂
et elle trouvait que le vampire était
très intéressant doux et vivant
et elle…

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My Reptil Heart aches !

Am I changing?
Oh! MY!
I am a reptile heart again!

so dry and empty
aching inside
waiting the victim to love and misguide

My words are gone?
So… i think in how to tear you apart

my heart is hard and insensible?
OH! how do i’ll start?
to kill you first or taste you alive?

Hum! My tongue runs through my lips
and saliva droplets just fall

Just wait darling!

Am i living without a sligth wire of love?
Love , that thing that could makes me more human?

Love that could help me to write again?
With my human  hands back and all the rest?

Am I ?

How you dare!

my first bite will boot up your neck out
and i will lick slowly your blood
absorving your strenght and all your talent
inside your bloodly flesh

Because Green Eyes, after you
I am rythmn in decay

i am meaninglesreptile green eyes
and babbling senseless words
as the crazy women in an asylum

But i am changing my love
and a weak rain falls on me

silver rain at day, troubled waters at night
At Night! At the Bay!
Green Eyes !

As i promissed to my friend and writer The Lonely Author , here i am, Back! Thank you  for the support!


A Toast! TIM TIM!!!

This year was amazing …. I had more time to experience deepy all of you … All yours skills they left mark on me … The photographers, poets, those who draw, writers, maniac of movies. All passed through my heart … I think I was more receptive and it was great for me … Often, when I wrote, it was based on the work of you … Even when I was doing my hats you were my inspiration. … I improve myself. I became a better poet.
Of my new friends I have to stand out Sudhir Suvarna from Suvarna Adventures and Enric from SketchUniverse. I do not know how to express my gratitude. Enric has a  immense good humor and enviable culture. Sudhir has a strong presence and he is a  great counselor …. They are two special ones for me … Just check it out!!!!
To the old friends that  already know me and also know of my irreverence; thank you for your patience and support. I think this year i was more calm… is it not? It is because i was not in love…. Well, It is not so easy to explain he… he ..he… We have to wait the next year… 🙂 🙂

This Christmas (after many Christmases) will be good. I think it will extend to the next year, as a good and pleasant memory …. It will not be just a date, it will be more than that. I’ll be with my sons, not all together at Christmas dinner, but we all in peace . It was very difficult to get it. A long walk … But as i never give up to belive or to fight , now I have my reward.
To all of you, I wish the same. For all of us that never give up in life… A toast… TIM TIMA Toast
A big kiss… Poetheart!

The Dragon Loyalty Award

I ‘ve been nominated for the Dragon’s Loyalty Award…

I am very happy not only for be indicated  by my friend seeingthewhisper from  as finally i’ll meet again my friend Dragon…. I love dragons.  Really… They end with the feast of the princesses. Princesses are very boring and out of reality…. They  also kills (when writers allow)


the proud princes and starts  a real wild party…. They are majestic and loyal friends of my imagination….
So having as host my friend and the Dragon Loyalty as award i must fulfil the protocol…

7 Interestings things about me….

  1. I am very fast…. Because my mind  dont stop. They say i have a “nervous energy” that consumes me…. I think they are right…
  2. I am emotional but something happened with me and i cant cry as before…. But i cry with injustice…
  3. I love to do my work…. I am a craftswoman…. I make hats (milinery) and whatever you need….
  4. I love to write my poems and watch movies
  5. I walk everyday and i  climb moutains as no one 🙂 🙂
  6. I am adventurous and sometimes i dont get along very well…. But it is life….

7. I cant sleep properly and i found out why…. my bed is haunted…. Anyone out there could help me?

My nominees are:

  1. Ralph from   to have fun
  2.  Spanish Poetry
  3. Enric from   Pure culture
  4. Sudhir  from  How to live good, comportamental
  5. Georgia Platts from   psicology of woman
  6.  Photography

Thank to you all my friends.