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30 May 2005, 02:49 PM
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Ce sa mai fac azi?
Sa suflu tare? Deloc? Zefirul intreaba... -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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30 May 2005, 03:32 PM
Mesaj
#107
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In bratele ei
Daruire spre sine Infinitate... |
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30 May 2005, 06:17 PM
Mesaj
#108
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Vantul sufocant
Frunze abia nascute Ingalbeneste... Acest topic a fost editat de Olaf: 31 May 2005, 12:08 AM |
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Promo Contextual |
30 May 2005, 06:17 PM
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ContextuALL |
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30 May 2005, 09:44 PM
Mesaj
#109
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Noapte-i senzuala,
Ritmul cald de jazz, Soapta dorintei. |
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31 May 2005, 12:13 AM
Mesaj
#110
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Pustiul ploii
instalat in noapte cucereste ritmuri. Acest topic a fost editat de Olaf: 31 May 2005, 12:24 AM |
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31 May 2005, 02:29 PM
Mesaj
#111
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Sfasai ceata zidului,
Usa se destainuie. Raspunde! Acest topic a fost editat de surzi: 31 May 2005, 05:29 PM |
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2 Jun 2005, 05:36 PM
Mesaj
#112
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Legea impusa:
Natura descompune Chipuri cioplite. |
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3 Jun 2005, 04:50 PM
Mesaj
#113
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Parca am uitat
Spal pacatele in ploaia Ce cade mereu -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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6 Jun 2005, 10:13 AM
Mesaj
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ginduri aluneca
pe acoperisul ud ... singuratate ... -------------------- " A-ti rata viata inseamna sa ajungi la poezie fara ajutorul talentului" Emil Cioran
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7 Jun 2005, 10:41 AM
Mesaj
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Ce ziceti de haikurile originale? Ma refer aici la cele japoneze pur sange?
Btw stiati ca in literatura romana il avem pe Stefan Doncea care a scris un volum de haikuuri? Vol a aparut mai demult subsemnata a facut o recenzie...l-a citit cineva? -------------------- Am zis!!
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7 Jun 2005, 05:18 PM
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Pai, avand in vedere ca ei le-au inventat... Pacat ca nu le putem citi in original... |
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27 Jul 2005, 10:23 AM
Mesaj
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A fost o traire de o clipa de asta iarna, cand a inceput sa sa incalzeasca, atunci cand iarna a cazut in genunchi.
Am uitat pe unde am notat-o. Si, cand am frunzatrit o agenda sa vad ce arunc din ea, am gasit momentul... Verbul de cristal Cu tample de gheata Azi s-a incalzit ! -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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20 Aug 2005, 03:21 PM
Mesaj
#118
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Tree trapped in the ice
Soul trapped in the winter now, Both are frozenning... -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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23 Aug 2005, 11:42 AM
Mesaj
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Ati incercat vreodata www.poetry.com ?
Este a IV-a fila din data de 22 august 2oo5. His breathing stopped short. Her radiance captured him. Love sparked at first sight. Sindhia Swaminathan peaceful calm view a different tale is told beneath the water timem taleifeh Flows life water into dust Sic tamen gloria mundi Here I am, I past ! Mariana Tanase This looks like a good fishing spot Under the tree surrounded by Nature The reflections of the day Eufemia Tatham Oh the beauty is A slow rivers flowing beauty On hot summer day carol louise taylor tranquil forest scene trees reflect in clear water real soul holiday... Yelena Teleshova The trees reflection standing on the river's edge enjoyed the quiet peace Heidi Tenney No leaves on the tree A gentle breeze singing soft Harvest time is near Hanna Thompson Green pond reflection Becomes tiny zigzag art Thanks to the ripples just . . . Tokopah Unable to see What lives below the surface It is imagined me, Tokopah The trees are standing still and silent watch so that the mystr'y remains Lynne Kay Tomasini The reflection of life, Elsewhere will embark; Upon the happeniness of tomorrow. Tim Trapp i love the wourld cause of you. i love your kind heart. i love the world cause of you Tangee Trice Lit by summer sunshine, the pond's still greenish water makes a picture of perfect peace. Tamara Tsybizova These storm clouds linger In the TEMPEST of my mind The downpour awaits. Alex Tumolva Reflections of light Upon the calm still waters Nature's peace awaits angie turner Calm, cool amber glass A million miles from nowhere Water's silent dance Rachel Turner Some hot afternoon We sure need to take a break Beside a cool Lake !! Betty Turnipseed Sit, Reflect, upon Old times greatest glory. The Chivalry of then Dianna Ulmo Welcome to nature's early spring-find it's greenry displayed trees/grass. rita ulrikson Echoing hellos Travel the rivers expanse Shall we build a bridge? Connie v Listen carefuly 'cause the garden of nature sings something softly Elsa Varela see the shadow of thirsty trees in the pond of water narayanaswamy venkatraman beautiful quiet where we used to go for walks and dream together Karen von Deneen On the glassy shore We think of our tomorrows And forget today Leandra Walker Glassy waters hold Secrets beneath reflection Drought strips them away Marjorie Wallace Riparian trees mirrored by the still water: real is illusion. Daniel Walsh Part of the food chain the cottonwood by the creek is food for beavers robert wambold Banks of the river with a knawed upon tree trunk Green serenity jean ward reflectios of images flow. life is the merrior inmind. nature listens with grace. polly warrick Reflected tall trees Magic lies beneath the view Brother tree is fed Marc Waters-Savant quiet reflection nature mirrors the dreamtime a tender moment joyce watkins What happens with time? Sweet serenity. It won't waste away. Hillary Watson Peace pervades the woods Lulling ev'ryone who comes Calming fray'ed nerves. Sunny Way Life does exist here Though we cannot see it clear Thriving life is near. S.j Web REFLECTIONS OF LIFE TREES REACH FOR THE SUN AND SKY MIRRORS OUR HOPES AND DREAMS BARBARA WESOLOSKI cool, wet reflection nature's still life poetry calm, gently flowing J White Rippled reflections blur the sharp contrast between the forest and trees. Melanie White Lonely river runs wild While tall green trees sorrounds Only reflections on clear water falls Ranie Wickramasinghe sinister fairies lead children by hand to plunge into your dark depths Alexander Williams On a day like this Nature's permanent mirror's A pond of colours. Carl Williams Still waters will steal your heart,but a heart that is still will perish from the start corey williams watery reflection moves in gracious green still waters return Margaret Wilson Green waters calm days Swaps gather natures creatures Alligators coming Michele Witter banks of warm sunshine gentle wind begins to stir birch tree reflections Beverley Wittig Why do you have to rush like torrents or rapids? Slow down and enjoy! Yam-tin Martin Wong Shimmering waters Reflect the cold, snowy bank Frozen in beauty Robert Wright ..THANKS BE UNTO GOD, WHICH ALWAYS CAUSETH US TO TRIUMPH IN CHRIST, AND.. Praise Yahweh The crystal clear lake Reflects the innermost soul Nature's looking glass Mei Li Yeo woods of hopes and dreams mother nature's love and care oh the land I love alexandria yon woods of hopes and dreams mother nature's love and care oh the land I love alexandria yon come take me away renew ourselves together leave the world behind Dee Young Rain on my window Touches the depths of my soul Reflects on my face Tamikia Young Its seems old jungle or forest, nuture Tress careless of thirst breathing much heat in then out summer once in life, amin younis Its seems old jungle or forest, nuture Tress careless of thirst breathing much heat in then outIn summer once in lfe, jack amin younis swollen water surrounded by tall trees reflecting their beauty Betty Zimmerman Acest topic a fost editat de contraste: 23 Aug 2005, 11:44 AM -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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28 Aug 2005, 05:30 AM
Mesaj
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Legenda HAIKU
FEARLESS SPIRIT (a tale from the South Pacific) adapted by Amy Friedman and illustrated by Jillian Gilliland Once upon a time a young man named Hiku lived atop a volcano on an island in the Pacific. Hiku was curious, always asking questions and learning new things. One day he decided to explore the rest of the island, and so he journeyed down from the peak. He walked for days and came to a village. The people welcomed the stranger from the peak and celebrated his visit. At the celebration, Hiku met the chief's daughter. Her name was Kawelu. Kawelu and Hiku fell in love that very night. For many days they laughed and talked and sang together, and they promised to love each other forever. One day Hiku said: "I must go to visit my family on the volcano. I want to tell them of my love for you and to tell them about the village." "Don't leave," Kawelu pleaded, but Hiku promised he would return as soon as he could, and that day he began his climb back home. As soon as Hiku was gone, Kawelu became sick with grief. She did not believe Hiku would keep his promise, and life seemed to her not worth living. She grew feverish, and before long she could not leave her bed. Her family and friends stood at her bedside and tried all they could to heal her. Nothing they did could cure this fever. Kawelu grew weaker and weaker. Hiku did keep his promise. Weeks later he returned to Kawelu's village. Sadly, by this time she was so ill, she did not recognize her love. Like the chief and all the others, Hiku stayed at Kawelu's bedside. He held her hands. He sang to her and told her stories, reminding her of their happy days together and of the joy they would have in the future. But Kawelu did not respond to Hiku's words. Soon afterward her spirit departed, making its way to the underworld. Stricken with grief, Hiku knew he must find a way to be with her again, and so he went at once to speak with his mother. She knew all about the land of the dead, and he wished to know all he could about the place where his beloved's spirit had gone. She walked him to the peak of the volcano, and they looked out at the wide, blue ocean. "There, my son," his mother said, and she pointed to the place where the sky met the water at the horizon. "There you see the great drop. Those who have died live below that spot. They must never return to this world, and we must not visit them." Then his mother told him the secrets she knew about the underworld. All the islanders knew about this land. They knew it was a world without sorrow and their loved ones lived in peace and joy. But they also knew that the spirits who guarded the gates would not allow anyone living to enter. "I must go to Kawelu and bring her back to the island," Hiku told his mother and neighbors and friends. "That is a fool's quest," his mother said. "I know you are a curious young man who loves adventure, and that you love Kawelu with all your heart, but I beg you not to try to break through the gates of the spirits of the underworld." Everyone feared Hiku's plan, but Hiku felt no fear. He was determined, and at last his friends, moved by his passion, agreed to help him in his quest. Together the young men gathered the longest, thickest vines they could find. These they twined into a rope as strong as a thousand men. Next Hiku split a coconut and hollowed out each half. These he placed in a pouch, and then he spread the coconut oil all over his body. When he was finished, he smelled like those spirits who inhabited the underworld, as his mother had told him. "We are ready now," Hiku said to his friends, and they paddled their canoe toward the great drop. When they reached the edge, Hiku's companions steadied the canoe, and Hiku climbed down his rope, toward the land of the dead. When he saw the spirits who guarded the gates, he began to sway above them. When they smelled the coconut oil, they opened the gates, and the moment the gates were opened, Hiku slipped through. Suddenly the spirits recognized that he was a living creature and they tried to send him away. But they were too late. Kawelu had seen her beloved. She ran toward him, and their hands touched. Hiku gripped her tightly and called to his companions, "Pull!" Pull they did, but when Kawelu saw the shadow of the canoe, when she saw the heads of the young men, she tried to get away. She felt afraid once more. Still, Hiku held her tight. "I cannot return to the land of the living," she cried, but still he held her. "Do not be afraid," he said. But Kawelu was afraid, and so she transformed herself into a butterfly and slipped from his grip. Hiku was ready. He reached for his coconut shells and clapped the two halves around the butterfly, trapping Kawelu. And in this way, Hiku carried Kawelu's spirit back to the land of the living. When they returned to her village, Hiku took the shell to the place where Kawelu's body lay. With his tiny knife, he made a small cut in her body and placed the butterfly spirit inside. A moment later Kawelu woke. The two embraced, and they lived the rest of their lives together in joy and without fear. When it was time to move to the underworld, they journeyed together, and there they stayed together, spirits without sorrow or fear. __________________________________________________ -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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12 Oct 2005, 06:41 AM
Mesaj
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Haiku
(toamnei) Boare de suflet, cocorii clipei-doamne zboara departe... -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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12 Oct 2005, 02:58 PM
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De ce
De ce esti trista azi? - Mi-am ranit sufletul intr-un ciob de Indoiala. exergy33 -------------------- *_*_*
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13 Oct 2005, 09:18 PM
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calare sint iar
pe norii care, voit, nu stau deasupra ta ... -------------------- " A-ti rata viata inseamna sa ajungi la poezie fara ajutorul talentului" Emil Cioran
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13 Oct 2005, 11:09 PM
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Sirmele intinse intre stilpi-
Portative fara note. exergy33 -------------------- *_*_*
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14 Oct 2005, 11:51 AM
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Singur admir
caderea unei flori |
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14 Oct 2005, 04:21 PM
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Pe lac lebedele ,
balerine timide dupa cortina de stuf. exergy33 -------------------- *_*_*
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14 Nov 2005, 07:04 PM
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Rate inoata
La adapostul apei Sub aerul gri. Acest topic a fost editat de Olaf: 14 Nov 2005, 07:05 PM |
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14 Nov 2005, 07:36 PM
Mesaj
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Vinul inchis in
ciorchinele de strugure - versuri nescrise in inima poetului. -------------------- *_*_*
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16 Nov 2005, 02:37 PM
Mesaj
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Definitie:
poezie precisa; exista? Haiku... -------------------- Traieste ca si cum ai muri maine.
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16 Nov 2005, 09:24 PM
Mesaj
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Haiku: cuvinte.
Imaginea vietii, Un drum spre perfect. Acest topic a fost editat de Olaf: 16 Nov 2005, 09:28 PM |
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5 Dec 2005, 03:00 PM
Mesaj
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Un bobocel roz
Rasare tandru... Surasul mamei.... |
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5 Dec 2005, 03:48 PM
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Cunosc o scriitoare care scos o carte in stilul Haiku , cartea se numeste Scari de foc si este scrisa de Victoria Fatu Nalatiu
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14 Dec 2005, 08:18 PM
Mesaj
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Mal de apa, lemn,
Crestere inghetata de frunza in zbor. |
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15 Dec 2005, 01:08 AM
Mesaj
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cioburi de cadran
timp redat clipei salvate. edit: am constata ulterior ca e un haiku mutant ai beg ior forghivnes, onorat aughitoriu Acest topic a fost editat de Arlequine: 15 Dec 2005, 08:09 AM -------------------- Mi alma es una caverna colmada por la marea alta,
y mi idea de soñarte una caravana de histriones... |
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24 Dec 2005, 11:28 AM
Mesaj
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Cerul teluric Absoarbe noaptea neagra Dintr-o clipita Plutarh -------------------- |
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25 Dec 2005, 07:14 PM
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-------------------- - "Help us, or else..!"
- "Or else what?" - "Exactly!" Nu e nimic mai trist decât tristeţea unui om vesel. (Armando Palacio Valdes) |
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27 Dec 2005, 10:28 AM
Mesaj
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cactus
Putem inlocui ciobul de indoiala cu un spin de ...cactus ! Oricum multumesc pentru flori . -------------------- *_*_*
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28 Dec 2005, 10:13 AM
Mesaj
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Matsuo Basho
vechi helesteu... o broasca sare in el sunetul apei Ban ya Natsuishi Stele licarind - in casa unei fantani o lira celtica -------------------- |
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3 Jan 2006, 05:16 PM
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M-am gandit ca trebuia reamintit |
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8 Jan 2006, 01:49 PM
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*** Lacatul indoielii a inchis poarta dintre noi si acum toate sint ca si cum nu s-ar fi intimplat vreodata -------------------- *_*_*
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