amaryn poetry and pics 2013

last but not least a poem about owls of the famous Lord Tennyson

if the night
would refuse to come
the sun
would be stressed
but the moon
could go
on an eternal holiday

closed windows
don't suit
introvert people

my girlfriend asked
who would be
my next girlfriend
I left
to look for an answer

Originally Posted by amaryn

closed windows
don't suit
introvert people

I don't quite understand what you were trying to say. I know Frankie will call me out for asking, but......

Originally Posted by amaryn

my girlfriend asked
who would be
my next girlfriend
I left
to look for an answer

This I ABSOLUTELY LOVE!!!Concise,to the point,Classic Amaryn.This,in my opinion,is one of your very best.This should be on plaques and knitted into throw pillows!

Originally Posted by Doug Denslowe

I don't quite understand what you were trying to say. I know Frankie will call me out for asking, but......

Well, let's say "closed windows" seem exactly a kind of synonym to "introvert" whilst "open windows " could be seen as a synonym to extrovert;
to let in fresh air once in a while introvert people therefore would rather need to "open their windows" /hearts

I admit: complicated way of thinking. You caught me in the act

As I understood it(or misunderstood it)closed windows are suited to introverted people.It cuts the light,all the more suitable for someone that wants to keep to themselves.I know,for a while,people called my home "The Bat Cave"because it was so dark and gloomy.That's before ATL changed my life!lol

"The Bat that flits at close of Eve
has left the Brain that won't believe
The Owl that calls upon the Night
speaks the Unbelievers fright"

William Blake

Hoot!Hoot!

You definitely keep cheering me up, Doug! A gloomy batcave? I myself wouldn't call me an introvert, but those who are, have a good point:
they often have books for starters, main dish and desert!
So, don't worry: I live in a country where introverts and nature make an eternal match

colours of a rainbow
reflected in your eyes
a bouquet
of twinkling tenderness

for those who can't read
it's easier
to read
between the lines

the face
is the signature
of the body

my mind was twisted 'because under the moon
I dreamt 'bout adoring the sun,
empty feelings worrying though
about things I had never done,
I took a warm bath outside in the snow
a comedy made me weep
I sat down though I should go
I woke up , but should be asleep

why do you want me to write happy ends
Japanese cherrytrees blossom too shortly
too many foes and too few are friends
too many streets with dead-ends

cheer me up, if you think you'll succeed
'cause our brave new world sucks indeed
come, embrace me and make me cry
I don't need to tell you why!

why do you want to ease my pain?
I don't want anymore news on my TV
too little sunshine and too often rain
too many dreams cruelly slain

cheer me up, because I know that you can
let's face the facts, you'll do it again
come, embrace me, rock through the night
waiting again for the light

hey, why don't you and I lay down
just pretend there's no one here
we can disconnect the phone
turn the light down, be alone
all is quiet, you are near

hey, why don't you and I lay down
make our troubles disappear
why not tell me how you feel
do you dream or is this real?
you and I being so near
CHORUS:
friendship is a steady flow
of feelings and I hope you know
it grows slowly all the time
maybe one day you'll be mine


hey why don't you and I lay down
just enjoy being alone
close your eyes and hold me tight
slowly let approach the night
stay with me , make this your home

the doormen
look like walking coffins
hair neatly combed
emotions fenced in

the guests
look like stretches of motorway
predictable suits
behaviour trimmed

the mirrors
look like glamourous girls
reflecting faces
lipstick abundant

listening
to a sudden
spring awakening
in the pitch of your voice
words
of tender provocation
birth
seems
irresistable

Originally Posted by amaryn

for those who can't read
it's easier
to read
between the lines

Did you write this?This could be a great "hook"or chorus in a song.Very clever,maybe my style is rubbing off on you!