A mixture of art in all its forms and random grabs from life and whatever else bubbles up….

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A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe…

A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?

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Miercurea fara cuvinte…Cricket in our bedroom….


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Miercurea fara cuvinte starts here

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Still alive and kicking….

Still very busy with work and just had a day off …too short but its something …going to try to program myself a day off every week if its possible but thats the job….any way will be back again when I can …and thank you to all who still visit and link me..its very much appreciated 🙂
And for the people who are to obsessed with links and Zelist this is for you ….. 🙂

Bugger Off!
Chorus:
So bugger off, you bastards bugger off! (Fuck You!)
Bugger off, you bastards bugger off! (Fuck You!)
Like a herd of bloody swine that refuse to leave the trough
You’ll get no more this evening so you bastards bugger off

Well you’ve been a lovely audience, but oh the time does pass.
So don’t you all be lettin’ the door hit you in the ass.
You’ve been a splendid audience, but enough is enough.
We’d take it very kindly if you’d all just bugger off!

Chorus

Here’s to all the batenders and waitresses who’ve been servin you your beers,
and puttin up with your knoxious breath and your stupid drunken leers.
so leave your money on the table when you go,
tomorrow you’ll have a sorry head and nothin left to show

Chorus
Lyrics http://www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/dubliners/

Here’s to all the lovely ladies who might be waitin for the band,
and thinkin one of them might make a charmin one night stand.
Please don’t be offended girls this song is not for you.
we’ll be happy to oblige you when this nasty job is through.

Chorus

So you’ve been promisin the ladies a night of lovin bliss,
but truth be told your far to drunk to stand up straight and piss.
So give it up you lousy sods you’ll not be gettin laid.
and the sooner that you’re out the door the sooner we’ll get paid.

Chorus

So bugger off, you bastards bugger off! (Fuck You!)
Bugger off, you bastards bugger off! (Fuck You!)
Like a herd of fucking swine that refuse to leave the trough
You’ll get no more this evening so you bastards bugger off

(1-2-3 FUCK YOU!)

Kindly sang to you by the one and only …The Dubliners !! 🙂

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Time .. I need more time….

Still so little time for anything…dont get a chance even to login here or anywhere….still setting up the kitchen ,interviews,menu planning,costpricing …morning till night…but getting more customers allready and and getting great feedback ..I also go to customers and have a small chat …very laid back and gives a personal touch.. 🙂
So again goodbye and till the next time when I got a day free… Pa !! 🙂

Time
Time, the thief of life,
Time, an unwinnable fight,
Time, brings the work of death,
Time, brings a newborn’s breath.

Time, brings couples together,
Time, keeps love going forever,
Time, an instrument of healing,
Time, it can be revealing.

Time, brings us wrongs and rights,
Time, brings all humans fright,
Time, can be good or bad,
Time, makes us happy and sad…
Time, ‘tis what gives life meaning,
Time, ’tis oh so demeaning,
Time, our memories it will rinse,
Time, for it’s the world’s balance.

Copyright © Joseph Duggan 2008

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0 REMAIN, DEAR ONE… Mihai Eminescu

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0 REMAIN, DEAR ONE…

“O remain, dear one, I love you,
Stay with me in my fair land,
For your dreamings and longings
Only I can understand.

You, who like a prince reclining
O’er the pool with heaven starred;
You who gaze up from the water
With such earnest deep regard.

Stay, for where the lapping wavelets
Shake the tall and tasseled grass,
I will make you hear in secret
How the furtive chamois pass.

Oh, I see you wrapped in magic,
Hear your murmur low and sweet,
As you break the shallow water
With your slender naked feet;

See you thus amidst the ripples
Which the moon’s pale beams engage,
And your years seem but an instant,
And each instant seems an age.”

Thus spake the woods in soft entreaty;
Arching boughs above me bent,
But I whistled high, and laughing
Out into the open went.

Now though e’en I roamed that country
How could I its charm recall…
Where has boyhood gone, I wonder,
With its pool and woods and all?

English version by Corneliu M. Popescu

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Today in PARCUL HERASTRAU…


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We got early in the morning to the park before too many people would be there as sunday is always busy….so great …a bit cloudy ..with a strong wind …such a relief from the burning furnace lately :-)Walked slowly everywhere stopping occasionaly for a bite to eat and a cigarette.then came across this beautiful street cat and he took to me straight away ..was glued to me 🙂 shared my sandwich with him of course 🙂 then onto the water bicycle boat…but before we got on bought of course a double portion of mici with mustard and bread …so great to be on the middle of the lake with grilled meat away from the hordes of Bucharest!!! :-)Then the sun started burning again and slowly made our way back to home to fill you in with this useless information…but our day is great ..hope you all have a great day too 🙂

PARCUL HERASTRAU

Life in pictures

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I feel sorry….

I feel sorry
By Marin Sorescu 1936–1996 Marin Sorescu

Translated By Ioana Russell-Gebbett

I feel sorry for the butterflies
When I turn off the light,
And for the bats
When I switch it on . . .
Can’t I take a single step
Without offending someone?

So many odd things happen
That I want to hold
My head in my hands,
But an anchor thrown from the sky
Pulls them down . . .

It’s not time yet
To tear up the sails.
Let things be.

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TRECUT-AU ANII…

TRECUT-AU ANII……….

Trecut-au anii ca nori lungi pe şesuri
Şi niciodată n-or să vie iară
Căci nu mă-ncântă azi cum mă mişcară
Poveşti şi doine, ghicitori, eresuri

Ce fruntea-mi de copil o-nseninară,
Abia-nţelese, pline de-nţelesuri –
Cu-a tale tale umbre azi în van mă-mpresuri,
O, ceas al tainei, asfinţit de sară.

Să smulg un sunet din trecutul vieţii,
Să fac, o, suflet, ca din nou să tremuri
Cu mâna mea în van pe liră lunec,

Pierdut e totu-n zarea tinereţii
Şi mută-I gura dulce-a altor vremuri,
Iar timpul creşte-n urma mea….mă-ntunec!

THE YEARS HAVE PASSED……

The years have passed like clouds o’er hills and dales
Nor will they e’er return to us, in truth,
For I’m no longer charmed as in my youth
By superstitions, riddles, fairy tales,

Which brightened up my forehead as a child –
Half understood, with hidden sense inwrought;
Vain are your shadows into which I’m caught
Oh, magic hou’r, the evening twilight mild.

To wrest a sound from my life’s yesteryear
To thrill my soul one more time with my rhyme
Upon my lyre fingers vainly spin;

All’s lost within my youth’s now distant stir
And mute is now the honeyed mouth of yonder time
Time grows upon me…darkness sucks me in.

Mihai Eminescu

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Romanian Tanka…

Exista un loc
cu cerul mereu senin
la capăt de drum.
Trebuie sa crezi asta
doar așa îl poți găsi

There is this one place
where the sky is always clear
the end of the road.
You must truly believe this
in order to find it, too

Jules Cohn Botea

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De ziua ta
nu am nimic să-ţi ofer.
Mai târziu, poate,
vei afla c-am scris nişte
poeme de dragoste.

For your birthday
I have nothing to offer you.
Maybe, later on,
you will be told I wrote
a few love poems.

Manuela Miga

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ridic ciutura
să strâng cu mâna căuș
stele bob cu bob –
când vii la ceas de taină
le prefir în calea ta

water in the well
with my palm I skim the pail
to catch stars one by one—
when in the night you visit
I scatter them before you

Vasile Smărăndescu

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My friend the streetcat…

Just over one year ago…My friend the streetcat… 🙂

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