but surely you won't answer him, "He asked for more after he had eaten his supper?!!" You will post more, won't you, sweetheart?
but surely you won't answer him, "He asked for more after he had eaten his supper?!!" You will post more, won't you, sweetheart?
Ask not what bears can do for you, but what you can do for bears. (razz)
When one is in agreement with bears one is always correct. (mae)
bears are back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How can you deny sweet Oliver's face?
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
Thanks guys but I don't really have more in English. Cry your pardon.
Roland would have understood.
Okay. I'll send a new one because I see people have stopped sending one ones.. maybe if I do...
here you are (it's not such a pleasure to show it because it's quite clumsy in English:
Even so
Maybe the fairy-tales talked about something esle
and the nice stories were not telling about this
even so it's love
And although it doesn't tear stars from the hot evening sky
it makes a rose spring on m'heart
It doesn't promise eternal happiness
or a perfect-painted past
when I recall it
even so the yesterday and tomorrow
can get a meaning
when my moon-armed knight hugs me
The sky doesn't fall on me
when he smiles at me or touches
I just shiver in silence
When I realise that he does exist
I am happy for a moment
and all the details fall into darkness
Maybe the tales promised something else
or the placats were not advertising this
even so it's love
Everything is so simply beautiful:
in the dark.. star-wagons..
in the silence.. a sound whispers...
and the people are people...
and the rain strokes the world...
because it springs a rose on m'heart
Roland would have understood.
Nice work!
Final grade: A-
"I aim to misbehave."
-- Malcolm Reynolds
"I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar."
-- Hoban Washburne
"What does that make us?"
"Big damn heroes, sir."
"Ain't we just."
-- Malcolm Reynolds and Zoe Washburne
I try and do that with all the stories. If only people would for mine . . .
"I aim to misbehave."
-- Malcolm Reynolds
"I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar."
-- Hoban Washburne
"What does that make us?"
"Big damn heroes, sir."
"Ain't we just."
-- Malcolm Reynolds and Zoe Washburne
Thank you Steve but I couldn't give grades to poems or short stories not even if I wanted to. I really cry your pardon. I can't describe anything with them.. numbers and letters.
See?
Roland would have understood.
I am absolutely loving all of your work, this one and Even So being two of my already favorites. You have such a frank yet romantic style. Your work is beautiful and gripping. I am very much looking forward to reading more whenever you translate and post them. Many thank you's for sharing these and pleases for more.
Oh thanks a million, parsnip. Your kind words made my whole weekend.
Thanks a lot.
Roland would have understood.
I love it Letti!
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
Of course I don't think it is a poem but I had a feeling and I started to play with the words.
And here is it:
Dreaming
Sometimes in the dark
sitting alone
in our nice
but not perfect life
We start to dream
..faces appear
Pictures..
About something else
about something more
Voices are coming and go
Inside worlds fall
Desires grow
Suddenly
there is no more
but the only one
who I don't know
but I can hear
and I can feel
My mind gives him a face
it fills my soul
His soft wrinkles
his foxy fingers
his perfect smiles..
are my perfect lies
He touches me
he kisses me
he pulls me close
But throught the thin walls
I can see the lies
with my closed eyes
It's hard to speak
but the feeling comes
like a cold
untouchable knife
- I want back
my not perfect life
Roland would have understood.
I'm moved
That is a great peice of writting, I may have to watch my back in the writing world
your writing is better, plus your betterer looking
You got two up on me
Oh... thanks. I didn't even dare to hope to get such a nice opinion.
Roland would have understood.
Why, this is great stuff, you deserve a hug
I do deserve a hug (I need one, heh) but not because of this stuff.
Roland would have understood.
Then I give you a hug for the reason that you need it
I love the scheme dear angel!
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
I hardly ever wrtie "poems" in English but tonight I tried to put a feeling into one.
I know there is nothing new or original in it... but still.
Love me tonight
I wish
you loved me tonight
Please, come here
turn off the light
There's nothing else
but you and me
There's nothing here
that's worth to see
Pull me close
and kiss my hand
You're hot rain
I am your land
Let's break dark
and shine like suns
I burn inside
I've aching lungs
Single touch
What I'm crying for
my every cell
is a trembling door
Please forget now
what's bad or right
Just come
and love me tonight
Last edited by Letti; 01-10-2008 at 02:33 AM.
Roland would have understood.
wow these are amazing poems Letti
you write true angel!
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
Truely wonderous Letti, just like you!
The answer is within
all matter is energy, all energy is GOD
Lovely work, Letti!
I liked this best in 'Dreaming':
My mind gives him a face
it fills my soul
His soft wrinkles
his foxy fingers
his perfect smile..
are my perfect lies
and this in 'Love Me Tonight':
Single touch
What I'm crying for
my every cell
is a trembling door
Please forget now
what's bad or right
Just come
and love me tonight
Goodstuff, lovely lady.
How many kind responds. *smiles* Thank you all.
Roland would have understood.