Sunday, September 5, 2010

Renters Insurance Montreal





Here they are, the monsters have arrived.
Without warning, as it often does
and without even explaining why.
They brought the dark,
not that good night,
brought the sad dark, negative

the fatigue that is not generated from doing, but only by fear.
E 'fatigue worse.
But I want to look good these monsters
watch their eyes, thin, light that comes out next, I want them to look good
,
so that even when fatigue is not total,
because there may be a door that lets in a light, because
observe good means to know, tell, draw,
maybe bad, maybe just as I can.
learn and know that arrive without warning, without warning
as they leave.
learn and know that it is much better to have
encountered rather than not.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Birthday Money Request Poems




Thursday, August 12, 2010

Cat In The Hat Rhyming Invites

Fall Equinox 2010 Opus

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Us Invitation Letter To A Brother



No monster, this night will be a kiss on the forehead.
Cause my world, this night is filled with wonderful creatures, mythical beings
brave and good,
Prometheus lost in the sea of \u200b\u200btime and came up to me intact, modern and beautiful as no one has ever seen the same, remain imprinted in my eyes on this evening of quiet and beautiful here in Macerata.
Yet even if no monster is, the weight that I'm choking a little and do not know whether to laugh or cry.
E 'perhaps because the magnificence and the sublime, when I visit, always have at least a small tear on her face in ecstasy. Only in this way are perfect.

For all the beautiful souls, wonderful creatures encountered on my trip.