The forgotten poetry of silence.

It` s silent, finally. I can only hear the needle` s noise through the fabric.It` s calm and soothing like the sound of the sea waves. I have no hostile thoughts, even the bad ones hurt less.Up, down! The needle appears and then disappears. A straight seam flows in my mind, a flat, background seam. [...]

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Everyway I turn my eyes…inspiration!

Gracious God!
One can not feel good about what one has unless one disgraces what the others have.I was reading this article at “Peshku” and just could not resist the temptation.The article expresses an admirable concern about the people who convert from Islam to Christianity, and who apparently live in fear because of their choice.Real as [...]

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Long live the internet for making us connect with so many people (though often the wrong ones),
for making us live like cadavers in our own homes, for making us live (already) as a memory in our children`s minds ,
for giving us the chance to flirt at any possible moment of the day or night.
Long [...]

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I feel raving, oh so raving!

Yet I sit there, trying to find something to say as if I had no simple thoughts that fill my mind at any pulsing of time (having three kids and a husband!). I think I` m simply incapable of indicating details and describing thoughts or feelings or situations so I cling here and there in [...]

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Who`s Billy ?

“C’mon Billy”
C’mon billy
Come to me
You know i’m waiting
I love you endlessly C’mon billy
You’re the only one
Don’t you think it’s time now
You met your only son ?
I remember
Lover’s play
The car was cold and
We lay in it for days
I remember
The things you said
My little billy,
Come to your lover’s bed
Come home
Is my plea
Your home now is
Here with me
Come [...]

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