The fire is burning, whole rooms aglow
and the bitter cold wind blows outside
Christmas carolers sing from the distance in the snow
Children are laughing, adults smiling
The world is celebrating and everyone's so happy
except for me tonight
Because I miss you most at Christmas time
I can't get you
to get you off my mind
Every other season comes along, and I'm doing all right
But I do miss you
the most at Christmas time
I gaze out the window
This December night
at all of the twinkling lights
I'm alone in the darkness
remembering how we were during Christmas in the past
Everybody was so happy
All world is rejoicing and everyone is embracing
Except for you and I
In the springtime
Those memories will start to fade
My mind will say, "you're better to forget the past"
From the spring rain
Through the summer time
Till Autumn's leaves flying
I get by without you
But when the snow begins to fall, my heart will ache
Miss you again the most at Christmas time
Marlin: "It's because I like you, I don't want to be with you. It's a complicated emotion."
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Bevor der Morgen kommt
Die stinkenden Geruch des Winters Haien mich wach aus dem Traum. Was aussehen Sie jetzt? Jedem morgen, Wir haben nicht etwas sagen während in den Himmel schauen. Wenn Sie mir zu kommen in der Früh, machen wir den Neuanfang unserer zukünftigen Tag. Unser erster Halt wird um den Sonnenaufgang über dem Pazifischen Ozean aus dem Land der aufgehenden Sonne zu beobachten.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Opvrolijken
Für Elisa, das wird dich aufmuntern. Weihnachtsstimmung ist überall dass, und Ich haben um weltweit gewesen. Erholsame Ferien für Sie aus der Tiefe meines Herzens.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Suddeutschland
I spend my nights down on the wharf
In unlit alleyways
By the church downtown
Where Elisabeth prays
Come down sometime
We'll share an old can of Pilsener
And listen to the wind
I love you, I love you, it says
Where did your heart go
Did you put it on a train
Did you leave it in the rain
Or down in Suddeutschland?
You cry, but I don't know
I've heard it all before
There it goes again, the slamming of the door
Sometimes the river calls me
And at night it calls my name
Says "put your troubles down beside me"
Things have always been the same
And neue Deutsche Härte won't teach me
What the river said that night
I jumped into this beauty
And drifted out of sight.
In unlit alleyways
By the church downtown
Where Elisabeth prays
Come down sometime
We'll share an old can of Pilsener
And listen to the wind
I love you, I love you, it says
Where did your heart go
Did you put it on a train
Did you leave it in the rain
Or down in Suddeutschland?
You cry, but I don't know
I've heard it all before
There it goes again, the slamming of the door
Sometimes the river calls me
And at night it calls my name
Says "put your troubles down beside me"
Things have always been the same
And neue Deutsche Härte won't teach me
What the river said that night
I jumped into this beauty
And drifted out of sight.
Der Schnellzug
Ich werde der Zug sein, Sie dort zu treffen. Wirst du mich den Schnellzug sein um Sie zu diesen Bahnhofen dass Sie verlieben sich nehmen?
I will be the train to take you there. Will you let me be the express train to take you to those train stations that you fall in love with?
Saturday, December 8, 2012
neuen Tag und Uhrzeit
So far away
We live in different time zones; your day is my night
I have been driven by time
At what time I should get what assignments done to achieve the goals
I was awake at 0400 that day when that message came in
Your wish became my command
I made you feel uncomfortable; I avoided reading your virtual images and information
Ever since until yesterday
I have been sending holiday greetings to you for the last 1,460 days
Someone told me in the past
If you truly love someone, you have to let that person go
Now I see that why parents cry when they send their kids to colleges during their first year
It is another city, and another flight to catch
I respect your wish because you know the best for your life
We were accidentally to cross paths as two busy travelers in the same JFK terminal
I still believe in his wisdom as of today
We live in different time zones; your day is my night
I have been driven by time
At what time I should get what assignments done to achieve the goals
I was awake at 0400 that day when that message came in
Your wish became my command
I made you feel uncomfortable; I avoided reading your virtual images and information
Ever since until yesterday
I have been sending holiday greetings to you for the last 1,460 days
Someone told me in the past
If you truly love someone, you have to let that person go
Now I see that why parents cry when they send their kids to colleges during their first year
It is another city, and another flight to catch
I respect your wish because you know the best for your life
We were accidentally to cross paths as two busy travelers in the same JFK terminal
I still believe in his wisdom as of today
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Leap Year
The woman stands on the hard ground
in the dark night of Vienna, the Nutley Court of Tapawingo,
stunned,
eyes closed, mouth open,
raw umbrages like the wind blowing sand in her face
Aches and pubescence are emceed
She leans and becomes
Lindsay Dee
layers of skins fluttering in the heart,
the new radius of her arm curved
She cannot be pulchritudinous, but she is ravenous
Each day she grows thinner, and her quantum unhinges
The leap year is going to divert her course
with millions of others
Deep inside her, a portrait renders as golden as drops of grain
in the dark night of Vienna, the Nutley Court of Tapawingo,
stunned,
eyes closed, mouth open,
raw umbrages like the wind blowing sand in her face
Aches and pubescence are emceed
She leans and becomes
Lindsay Dee
layers of skins fluttering in the heart,
the new radius of her arm curved
She cannot be pulchritudinous, but she is ravenous
Each day she grows thinner, and her quantum unhinges
The leap year is going to divert her course
with millions of others
Deep inside her, a portrait renders as golden as drops of grain
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Verboten
There was a lady
Her hair held me as I was walking
I came and went
with the chance leaving and the same road upon
O love, where are you?
leading me now
Her hair held me as I was walking
I came and went
with the chance leaving and the same road upon
O love, where are you?
leading me now
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Dame Elizabeth
What I admire about Dame Elizabeth Rosemond "Liz" Taylor the most is not her beauty and fortunes, ... It is about her heart in loving people.
Dame Taylor’s AIDS work saw her address the General Assembly at the United Nations, and she was a huge supporter of Ryan White, the 18-year-old who died of the disease in 1990 after attracting a frenzy of media when he was expelled from his middle school because of the disease, which he contracted from a blood treatment for his hemophilia.
I know a woman with the same warm heart like Elizabeth Taylor who ran 6 miles with her overused knees for a charity event last year. And her kindness and caring to those young girls really touched me.
I am glad that she has found her direction now and is living at the present time. She is a different woman, and I am so happy for her.
She is singing now, and I can see she sings very well in the concerto.
Dame Taylor’s AIDS work saw her address the General Assembly at the United Nations, and she was a huge supporter of Ryan White, the 18-year-old who died of the disease in 1990 after attracting a frenzy of media when he was expelled from his middle school because of the disease, which he contracted from a blood treatment for his hemophilia.
I know a woman with the same warm heart like Elizabeth Taylor who ran 6 miles with her overused knees for a charity event last year. And her kindness and caring to those young girls really touched me.
I am glad that she has found her direction now and is living at the present time. She is a different woman, and I am so happy for her.
She is singing now, and I can see she sings very well in the concerto.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Eine zweite Chance
To whom it may concern:
"I fix my eyes not on what is seen in my opportunities, but on what is unseen."
For example, when there is an assignment that nobody wants to do it because it is difficult and requiring long hours to complete, I look at the unseen part. Maybe it is a very important assignment, so the manager asks for someone in the office to work extra hours on Friday afternoon to finish the task. When you finish it, your boss will only give you a pat on the back: good job and well done. However, you are gaining his or her trust that you are "someone who can deliver" (i.e. the go-to girl/guy). Slowly, you will be on the manager's radar for better job assignments.
On average, the entry level employees in the DCA earn about $1,200 per pay period. Each art project that an artist can get is ranging from $600 to $1200 in profits during the same time. Every two weeks, a young man or woman can earn from $1,800 to $2,400. However, she has to pay $1,000 for the rents, $150 for the foods, $50 for the Metro, $120 for the utility bills, $50 for the yoga class, $50 for the Gym, $200 for the credit card bills, $200 for the investments and $250 for the car loan. There is no $$$ left for overseas vacations unless she is willing to pay the 11% to 15% credit card interests from debt in airfares and travel expenses.
Again, I am stating the fact here. There is extra $500 that you can earn from the employer, however that requires you to work extra hours on Friday afternoon maybe all Saturday to finish that task.
For the art projects, you will have to look at the unseen opportunities beyond the horizon.
Please follow my advice: "do what I have done" and look up the subject line. This is a business proposition for you, and you know that I do want to help you to achieve and excel under the systems. If you are still interested to learn more about the proposal, please let us talk again as business partners one last time. I appreciate your time reading this message.
Mutual respectfully,
Dum Spiro Spero
"I fix my eyes not on what is seen in my opportunities, but on what is unseen."
For example, when there is an assignment that nobody wants to do it because it is difficult and requiring long hours to complete, I look at the unseen part. Maybe it is a very important assignment, so the manager asks for someone in the office to work extra hours on Friday afternoon to finish the task. When you finish it, your boss will only give you a pat on the back: good job and well done. However, you are gaining his or her trust that you are "someone who can deliver" (i.e. the go-to girl/guy). Slowly, you will be on the manager's radar for better job assignments.
On average, the entry level employees in the DCA earn about $1,200 per pay period. Each art project that an artist can get is ranging from $600 to $1200 in profits during the same time. Every two weeks, a young man or woman can earn from $1,800 to $2,400. However, she has to pay $1,000 for the rents, $150 for the foods, $50 for the Metro, $120 for the utility bills, $50 for the yoga class, $50 for the Gym, $200 for the credit card bills, $200 for the investments and $250 for the car loan. There is no $$$ left for overseas vacations unless she is willing to pay the 11% to 15% credit card interests from debt in airfares and travel expenses.
Again, I am stating the fact here. There is extra $500 that you can earn from the employer, however that requires you to work extra hours on Friday afternoon maybe all Saturday to finish that task.
For the art projects, you will have to look at the unseen opportunities beyond the horizon.
Please follow my advice: "do what I have done" and look up the subject line. This is a business proposition for you, and you know that I do want to help you to achieve and excel under the systems. If you are still interested to learn more about the proposal, please let us talk again as business partners one last time. I appreciate your time reading this message.
Mutual respectfully,
Dum Spiro Spero
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Neuer Morgendämmerung
"To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, but life without
meaning is the torture of restlessness and vague desire."
Love it, and I hope you like it as well.
Love it, and I hope you like it as well.
Stille nacht
so I clamp that fleeting moment dear
I keep highjacking it with each painful word
as fragile as the night passing
yet firm as the day coming by
the lovers scribe their electrons to virtual connectives
the zenith reached
they found frustration, sorrow
they girdled themselves for bitter loss
and you who are reading this
pay them the priceless tribute of a tear
gentle heart may never reappear
when you are heedless of the sight of grief
I keep highjacking it with each painful word
as fragile as the night passing
yet firm as the day coming by
the lovers scribe their electrons to virtual connectives
the zenith reached
they found frustration, sorrow
they girdled themselves for bitter loss
and you who are reading this
pay them the priceless tribute of a tear
gentle heart may never reappear
when you are heedless of the sight of grief
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Haiku
Recovering from the seethed Katrina
Of an ancient bayou,
A young woman came to visit--
A ray of hope.
Of an ancient bayou,
A young woman came to visit--
A ray of hope.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
The woman I have gotten to know
never have left from the crimson
I dandle, it is the time to come out of the cold
leaving so many hints in this space
as I said to my
flame, because I am
always adumbrating,--Ann, I
said, which is not her
name, the Elizabeth Red
round us, what we shall be
can we do against
it, or else, will we
why not, purchase a future,
drive on, she said, for
the alpha and omega's sake, look
out where we're going.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Faith
When the dagger first entered my coffer of compassion,
I told myself that I was big enough and strong to bear
Thereupon a blade gets deep inside,
I affront the sultry aches
Now it goes no further but waiting for my paramour to pull it out
When that time does come,
it shall be the day of revelation
"I know how to play the part"
Pactum Sera
Dum Spiro Spero
"and put one foot in front of the other"
while I'm reading Psalm 17:5
and not giving up
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Trepidation
gray and blue were in the sky
the sandy shore, where the sea of Ireland foamed in Dublin
we visited in the Summer with fun and joy for each other
I wish we could stay there forever
like MLK had said: "Free at all, free at all!"
Next year at this time there will be winnowed and dismayed in our minds
the sandy shore, where the sea of Ireland foamed in Dublin
we visited in the Summer with fun and joy for each other
I wish we could stay there forever
like MLK had said: "Free at all, free at all!"
Next year at this time there will be winnowed and dismayed in our minds
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
New tail
today is to add another ox tail,
in the year dragon
Vini Vidi Abscondi
call her a Hello Kitty!
27 centimeters, cherry pink,
facing across the room
always giving the happy-b to young girls
for beautiful mess and silk
all things look at you
but things cannot see.
in the year dragon
Vini Vidi Abscondi
call her a Hello Kitty!
27 centimeters, cherry pink,
facing across the room
always giving the happy-b to young girls
for beautiful mess and silk
all things look at you
but things cannot see.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Serenity
nothing straight, they are connected in a painting of circularity
too small to see
yet following the curve lines of serenity
many stokes simplified and generalized the souls from the vectors of Euclidean space
but outside, standing still
not to be reckless for whom I disjoint
true meaning as the outcome shone
tranquil mind lifted the wounded heart
neither belligerent nor indulging
to hear an inner mind in solace
troubled senses for wayward bound
you believe in performing Bullen, Act II Scene 3
and step both feet in the muddy water
an unwonted fashion through the Potomac
too small to see
yet following the curve lines of serenity
many stokes simplified and generalized the souls from the vectors of Euclidean space
but outside, standing still
not to be reckless for whom I disjoint
true meaning as the outcome shone
tranquil mind lifted the wounded heart
neither belligerent nor indulging
to hear an inner mind in solace
troubled senses for wayward bound
you believe in performing Bullen, Act II Scene 3
and step both feet in the muddy water
an unwonted fashion through the Potomac
Ode on Solitude -- Ros
Blest, who can unconcernedly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,
Sound sleep by night; study and ease,
Together mixed; sweet recreation;
And innocence, which most does please,
With meditation.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
Alexander Pope (1688–1744)
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Romance par une journée ensoleillée
memories of summer days saturated with sunlight
once, shining images blinded a full sheet of darkness
steaming pavement mimicked water's sparking surface
silhouette shone against a red sultry sunset
a glance was stolen across a sandy beach spawning a romance
splashing in waves of silver
running in dunes of sand, inseparably
our summer was spent, all too soon and dwindled
au revoir skipped yet understood
swimmers' splashing slowed then stopped
now winter's calm, white wisdom soothes my sunburned heart
Sunset
the rosy goes under the south Miami beach
endless watery surface leads into cherry horizon
reckless clouds twist in the orange sky
reflection from the sinking red shines over velvet waves
it is near the time
light dimming, et c'est fini
night lies and life begins dark as the day ending
he isn't mine; i have less without him around
endless watery surface leads into cherry horizon
reckless clouds twist in the orange sky
reflection from the sinking red shines over velvet waves
it is near the time
light dimming, et c'est fini
night lies and life begins dark as the day ending
he isn't mine; i have less without him around
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