Dark Autumn
Letchworth State Park, NY
Folhas secas rebuscadas pelo vento
São levadas ao horizonte do nada
Transmitem dor e angústia
Aos que procuram detê-las
Tidas como fortes e leves
Podem causar transtornos maiores
A vida propicia a tristeza
Aos contaminados pela escuridão
Aos que temem a vitória
Aos que sentem rejeição
Folhas secas carregadas
Pelas mãos da infelicidade
Te levam às dúvidas da solidão
Causam desespero sem pretensão
Tentam agir de alguma forma
Estão prestes a provocar dor
Os conselhos recebidos
Devem ser levados a sério
Porque por mais que você tema
Algo poderá te ajudar
(translation)
Dry leaves picked carefully by the wind
Are taken to the horizon of nothing
Transmit pain and anguish
To those who want to withhold them
Known as strong and light
Can cause big upheavals
Life propitiates sadness
To those contaminated with darkness
To those who fear victory
To those who feel rejection
Dry leaves are carried
By the hands of unhappiness
Bring you to the doubts of solitude
Cause desperation with no claim
Trying to act somehow
Are about to provoke pain
The advices received
Must be taken seriously
Because even if you fear
Something could help you
1. Letchworth State Park is one of the most beautiful in NY, definetely my favorite. More information.
2. This website contains beautiful photos of the park.
3. Autumn is a heavy rock dutch band. Check them out!
Floating Dolls
Barbara Brayner
Collaboration: Amanda de Oliveira
Strangely pursuing a purpose
A path to freedom
To the endless
Imitating floating dolls
Chasing an empty collar
A reason to forget
To the past
Hiding floating dolls
Letting conformity through
The wretched mind
To feel whole
Crossing floating dolls
Flying away conscience
Until you reach the in-between
The heroic harp
Imagining floating dolls
Diving deep alone
With an ached heart
A forgotten feeling
Replacing floating dolls
Clearing the sky
The open mind
To conquer everything
Burning floating dolls
Safely noticing a weakness
An illusion
To plan a way-out
Blowing floating dolls
Getting closer to the answer
To the unknown
The question
Following floating dolls
Waking up from abysses every morning
Hiding from where you are
Floating back…
Landing floating dolls
05/15/2010
By Sabrina Blaze
1. Japan’s Edo Nagashi-bina or, “Floating Dolls” Festival, is a traditional event which started 1000 years ago.
2. Charlotte Bracegirdle’s ‘Floating Doll’, painting is on sale at Murmur Art for 850. Click here to buy
Strangely pursuing a purpose
A path to freedom
To the endless
Imitating floating dolls
Chasing an empty collar
A reason to forget
To the past
Hiding floating dolls
Letting conformity through
The wretched mind
To feel whole
Crossing floating dolls
Flying away conscience
Until you reach the in-between
The heroic harp
Imagining floating dolls
On the Ship
Well, this is my second post/day with this blog and I have to say how relieved I feel for finally having a blog. It’s so important to share thoughts and feelings. I’ve been sharing it with papers and pens for a long time and on Facebook for the last months… And now here!
My last post about the Moon felt the right one to get started with, for a lot of reasons, including the fact that I absolutely love the Moon. And now I’m gonna talk about another love of mine…
I wrote the words below when my time living on a cruise ship was over after 4 months on board, and I just felt the need to express my feelings for a way of life that I didn’t want to end, at least not so soon. Living and working on a cruise ship was an unexpected journey filled with happiness, friendships, adventures, loneliness, fatigue, emotions, obstacles, … A lot of joys and difficulties but always worth it. They were a few months that definitely felt like a year and I had no idea the experience would be as awesome as it ended up being. I guess you can get an idea by reading this:
(so far untitled…)
I stopped getting closer to the horizon
The minute I left you
Our lives fit so well together
I don’t know what happened
You sound so unclear now…
Undecided
And I feel so lost
Can I please have my compass back?
My eyes hurt reaching the horizon now
They no longer belong
I just can’t feel it anymore
Can’t breathe no more
I see it upside down
And my ink wants to follow it
What should I do
If now it’s out of my sight?
I still need the horizon and its continuity
I miss the pure salt essence in the air
And how desperate a simple ball became when it belonged to you
I miss the huge sky following and covering us
I miss the race the rain had to face to reach us
My selfish heart deserves to hear only its own beatings
My selfish eyes implore not to see any others
I just want to be only me and you again
Here are some of these moments
Moon
Your light floats on dark waters
Penetrating the immensity of nature
The wind and the water dances
The symphony of desire
Making you their host
The skies appear vulnerable to your embrace
While clouds instigate with balance
Your sight calls the night
And initiates a whole procedure
Of tucking in the greatest
Sometimes you prepare yourself early
Worried about losing your spot
Intimidated by the magnitude
Of the greatest… star
1. Check out the moon up close on Google Moon 2. Here are pictures of the moon and all of its different colors that we perceive from earth. 3. The Almost Moon is the third book by one of my favorite authors, ‘Alice Sebold’, which I will start reading in the next weeks. Check out this review by The New York Times. 4. Sam Rockwell’s character Sam Bell in the feature “Moon” (Dir. Duncan Jones, 2009), reminds us of ABC’s Lost’s Desmond and his will to loneliness in the name of science. Is there a better way to figuring out who we really are?
