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Shadows of the anterior 1989- Adjusted January 2013


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Celerina2004
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Shadows of the anterior
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Born twice
From the womb.
And the confines
Of his dwelling.

He had to
Learn again.
First steps
First breath,

Look listen,
Copy and learn.
Grow up with
The hindrance

Of being already…
Molded into…
The obverse.
Memory with

No litheness
Candor
Admitting
Ignorance.

Inevitable
Decadence.
No mercy.
He lacerates

His mind.
Longing
Yearning
To be there

Heretofore.
Tension
Inhabiting
Every fiber.

Going back
His dread.
Incur his
Days of yore.

Spreading.
Heavy as a
Millstone
Clinging to his

Vital
Dragging it,
Losing it
Hounding him

At a corner
When least
Expected.
Routine

Impregnated.
Slapping his
Senses cold.
Shadows

Of the anterior
In the lines
Of a memory.
Landscape,

School staff
A cockroach!
Awakening,
Stunned

And floored.
Afflicting
His mind
His soul.

Till the cusp
Of his days.
Hoping to descry
Hear beyond

The senses.
Discern, feel
As a sculptor
Or a dancer.

Juggle with
Words in
A brushstroke.
With the ease

And grace
Of the loved.
A creator
Innovator.

Exhilarating,
Enliven over
His masterpiece.
The preciseness,

Veracity of
Thoughts
Translated
Into deity.

He goes on
Trusting,
Living the
Dream.

Yet, tiptoeing
Into his new
Territory.
The confines

Of his authenticity.

Words- 1995 adjusted on January 2013


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Stacked books vendor Venice
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stacked books closer view
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The clarity of the second photo is not that good as it was taken in a passing by second.

Words
——-

Poems
Essays
Relieves
Retrieves

Words
More words
Always
Words
——
Evade
Escape
Barely
Words

The reality
Of the mind.
Skip over
Routine,

Constraint.
Simply
BE- Have
A future
———
An island
Where danger
Has no authority
Health a guaranty

Where company
Suffices
Linked
To nothing

Married
To nature
Time of
No language

Peace
And felicity
Rules
Flows

Serenely
Going forth
With
Plenitude.

Ripe and
Mature
As a fruit
Grown old

Wrinkled
And wise.
Traces of a
Chosen and

Merited life
At peace
With oneself
Infinitely.

Words
Always Words…
To anticipate
Establish

My life
Yours
Create
Our wishes.

Facets of life 1989 ( With French original text of poem ” Facettes de la vie ” )


Celerina ©copyright2013owpp

Celerina
©copyright2013owpp

©copyright2013owpp

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I composed this poem in 1989. That is really way back. As usual, I adapted it to the time that has passed and the lessons I have learned along the way.
One of them, that life is not black or white, it has its moments of unexpected events thrown at us which we have to try and take… with a pinch of salt.

The biggest luxury would be to be able to see it with perspective. With the knowledge that things come and go, they don’t stay forever. To perceive the
blueprint of life and grasp the bigger picture. What may seem huge normally will quickly shrink with such acumen.

That’s when we can proudly feel and shout to the world that we have reached a certain level of wisdom. 🙂

I hope you’ll enjoy reading it.
Have a lovely day!

Facets of life
—————

Happy day
Day of pain
Day of riches
Love and drunkenness

Flash of worries
Life of wishes
We love and cherish
The captured second

Life of delirium
Spells of insomnia
We divert and escape
Boredom that follows

Life of values
Mountains of sweetness
Bouts of misfortune
Life without shame

If I was LIFE
Out of the window I’d toss
To children weeping
Vouchers of happiness

So they should have…
A day with flavor
A present without grief
A season where they’d laugh
An eternal paradise

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Facettes de la vie
——————–

Jour de bonheur
Jour de douleur
Jour de richesse
D’amour et d’ivresse

Un clin de soucies
Vie d’envies
On aime et on chéri
La seconde conquise

Vie de délires
Périodes d’insomnies
On s’étourdit et fuit
L’ennui qui suit

Vie de valeurs
Montagne de douceur
Phases de malheurs
Vie sans pudeur

Si la vie j’étais
Par la fenêtre j’enverrais
Aux enfants qui pleurent
Des bons de bonheur

Pour qu’ils aient…

Un jour de saveur
Un présent sans douleurs
Une saison où l’on rit
Un éternel paradis