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Materials of Time

Leisure Time

Wednesday, 14. May 2008, 23:05:04



May flows with old life
Guitar riffs fluttering clouds
In peaceful contemplation

Happy flowers sing
With poetic memories
Of the emerging new sky

Morning Tea Smoking on the Balcony

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:smile::smile::smile: lovely! :smile:

By zetorres, # 14. May 2008, 23:19:30

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Ze! thank you, friend!

By Cynthia23, # 14. May 2008, 23:27:36

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I love the
"happy flowers sing ",
they sure do,
when the light wind blows, when the rain drops touch them........Why I can never thing of lines like this???

Lovely, absolutely lovely !

By ellinidata, # 15. May 2008, 01:40:49

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Thank you, Angeliki. A wonderful person helped with the inspiration of this one and, of course, the lovely flowers, too. Thanks again.

By Cynthia23, # 15. May 2008, 01:47:22

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So beautiful! As always!

By cakkleberrylane, # 15. May 2008, 01:54:28

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Thank you, Lois! Your little notes always bring a smile.

By Cynthia23, # 15. May 2008, 02:03:24

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hi Cynthia

None of the flowers at my school compare to the ones in your blog!

:wizard:

By chinajon, # 16. May 2008, 04:34:14

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If there's a word more than lovely, it's probably cynthia23.

By lamberto, # 16. May 2008, 15:38:32

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When I clicked to this your blog - first time- the Opera system began loading with long attempt. The old tree stands constantly, elegant, silently. The loading was so big about 20,000 pixels tall - marvelous.
His bark skin reliefs beautiful pattern.
Then the page becomes usual that I can see full view. Yes, this scene is my mood. It pulls back stream of memoir from childhood. (Thanks to your inspiration bringing this scene.
I feel myself sitting aside that old grandpa, teardrops fall on tiny flowers on ground, watching waterflow bringing many things to my sight and then passing through eternally. I was timeless at that moment.

The scene I admire here is in the past. The teardrops I spoke above are in present, they are within me now, through image I recall.

Life is always doubtful. (?)

Those I narrate is emotion. In my true existing, I think I really know how the world play us with its whole illusion.
Thanks for your friendly expression.


By simplifolks, # 16. May 2008, 15:41:44

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+(*_*)+ Lamberto! +(*_*)+

By Cynthia23, # 16. May 2008, 16:08:21

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Hi Jon, This is not an excuse: "None of the flowers at my school compare to the ones in your blog!" for not taking pictures of the flowers around your school and paths you walk. :wink: Oh, and uploading them. :smile:

By Cynthia23, # 16. May 2008, 16:10:22

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Thank you, tk9! Your honesty in writing is refreshing. Please visit often if time permits.

By Cynthia23, # 16. May 2008, 16:13:02

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