falling in, trough, moist
drop by drop inside, out
it´s alright, peace seeping trough
sounds mellow, quiet
rustling, rumbling far
lightning strikes, flash brings day in night
it is broken
the air is cleared, fresh
eyes vivid reflect the aftermath
dewdrop and the moon

Augusti viimane õhtu

Täna sain sellest teada, et täna nii on.. TV3st, enne Forrestere. Jaman siin kooliasjadega, täna kanjipäev. Varsti töötan jälle nati esseekäikudega, kuid jah, keskendun One Piece´le ja juhtideeks on oni no ko ehk "deemonite lapsed", keda kõnealuses animes on kolm. Kenasti sobib teaduslikuks raamiks üks ingliskeelne oniraamat ja kõik sujubki :D & kanji on lahe.
Nüüd mõned augustimõtted:
- Õunapuud näevad öösel tähistaeva moodi välja, ainult et nad on lähemal ja suuremad
- Sõjavägi pole lilleline, vaid roosiline - õigete saabasteta saavad jalad valu
- Kergem on eirata, olla eemalhoidev, keskenduda fassaadile, vaadata kõrvale - keeruline on hoolida, olla seotud, märgata sisemist, vaadata otse otsa. Elu on raske, hoolimatagi. Natuke aega süda nutab, hiljem seda enam ei kuule. Mõni äkki kunagi kuulab...
- Tuhkatriinud, pange end valmis - on kõrvitsaaeg! Ime on nurgataga ja ootab hetke, et sa teda ei märka ning äkki on maailm uus. I m e l i ne , lihtsalt imeline :)
- must ja valge, liblikas ja roos, kuu ja vikerkaar -

... hoides muresid süles kui mänguhimulisi kassipoegi
süüdates valgust ikka ja jälle tuulises toas, vihkamata tormiilma
kõndides vikerkaartel ja jalutades Eedeni aias, löömata teisitimõtlejaid risti
austades vaenlast, meest head teispool kellegi tõmmatud piiri
inime imeline imede seas, tähe vend, oja õde - armasta, üdini
ümber käe on seotud kee, tants läheb lahti läbi pilvede, päikesed naeravad
- on augusti viimane õhtu, sume sumisev, kuskil on lasud, kusagil sünd
punaseid niite veab päike, pisaratega peseb saatus, pühadust pärjab
õitsev tõelisus, karm ja uhke, õrn ja hooliv, kassikesed süles, lõngakerad veeremas
veerele, alla, üle, sisse, pilveniinde valevasse ....

Cappa Cappa COFFEE!!!!!!!!!

Funny - keitai still sounds a bit weird and THE weirdest: I know what it means :D
Beautiful - Sissy´s latest blog entry:
Tulime, kaugelt, lähedalt,
meie endi südametest,
indigosinisest ööst,
veripunasest ehast,
koidiku säravast valgest,
kahekesi, hoidmas käest..
from ~~http://teine-maailm.blogspot.com/2011/08/vahelejatnud.html
Lively - "15 ühepäeva kohvikut Kärdlas"
Circle - me and mom helped the Öland´s storyteller get from Triigi to Kuressaare, so he could go to my connections of the previous phase (greenie)
Grateful - my friend, who took me in in Kärdla and around the Café Town
& Faith, Lolita´s and books + imagination, marvellous IMAGINATION :)
Step - my room´s wallpaper chosen&bought
Positive! - she is going to live in the next room :D

BBJ&Tiny Cantarelli, The Day of One Hundred Ice Creams, Passerbys´ "Pretty"-s, Shade of M-Tree, "The Family Of Light Turned Night To Day" aka *schoolplay* meaning Ghostwhisperer´s last? episode - connnotion with Bleach´s first episode´s *truck* :P, Time with Kitty + THE SADDEST episodes of One Piece watched crying, one pack of tissues per episode
~~~so I have had wonderful experiences and some sad since the last post, catching up done here with a peculiar sensation inside...

& ~~wishes of smiles, sun and rain,
Hel

all the blues and reds
shine after rain
washed, no dust
nomore
like silver taken out
to be polished
glisten berries
under trees
silver and china
of great halls

how much can you take
in, no spitting out
the sour, dissapointed
truth
seasalt dries on hair
eyelashes, like ice
under icy blue sky
crystallized emotions
flowers lifeless
reflecting life
voice, no sound
hollow, yet speaks
miracles
lights Suns in new skies
blooms roses in waves
lips pale, skin white
in a cold world
holds a heart of fire
for a friend bound to
return


written listening to U2 With Or Without You

Beautiful ...

you should see into me -
i am all patches and stitches
pieces of things long broken
echoes of wishes not granted
promices of deliverence
floating in the wind
whispers, screams, laughter
mixed, meddled, morned
- those words are not all
not me, the truth
so do not judge, label
nor praise
live, heart open.
live. and let live

pain in the chest
again
leaving words unsaid
again
eats me up
as always
blame, cry, hide
let or
catch the towel
please


hereditary illness V´18711

once endless

you made me lower my eyes
i shivered hard you refused to hold me..
you brought me the scissors in the green room
a red dress becoming darker
you took vanity from my tears
bringing nothing but grief to my shattered life
you opened the skies to my eyes made me soar
uncountable wings curessing all
you shall not dry my tears no more - mist your chance
you made me lose my mind
made me lose myself find all being mere nothing
you look into my eyes knowing that the sight of you blinds me
you cover your skin run a far leaving your heart in my hands
blood in my vanes soul in my depths
no asking why - we must goodbye
i need time need to let it fade
need a calm the eye of the storm
don´t you hear walls falling apart
don´t you see i am leaving not here
can´t you hear me screaming
see me running falling
all that i wanted given a laugh
truth hidden in a thousand lies
peace in a thousand wars
a silence upon screams



aastate tagant, vanus vast 17

drawing my lines
spiraling down
up, in and out
mapping me
insides and all
wounding my veins
around your finger
purple rivers
divide, sever
the blackened
blow away
the ashes
thirl inwards
through skin rise
eyes blue
made by you


Surgeon
V´11

Perfect state / Perfect Seven

Tallinn:

Perfect state
by Helina


I lean back as the perfect seven

Hands holding on to the boom

Look ahead to the desired direction

When the wind changes,

You change your position to stay

On the board and keep your balance

You adjust the sail to the wind and cope with the waves

Being as changing and unpredictable as the wind and the water

And still sail only to reach that single mark

You begin to mumble on your own

You spend time alone with the nature and yourself

You start with learning and survaling all around

Develop a relationship with the wind and the water

- talks with the elements -

The ones, who decide your faith and victory

And give trough time and commitment the greatest gift –

Harmony.



Karole sussirahasaaga a’al 1097

dreams of things
to never be
beautiful things
out of reach
of thought
painful dreamings
so light and sweet
evading, everlasting
etched to my soul
closed eyes
green trees


~ inspired by Arrietty, the epilogue especially :)

What a morn!

Coffee, actually existing breakfast/ brunch, a headfull of tears (The Koran is not just a book), Awe´s "Ootan" (I likes -> "tore on end oma ajastu lapsena tunda" I thought, when seeing my own current surroundings on youtube) and then my sis, who magically (mahou desu!) reads my mind ;) my msn does not save conversations so I was sad, because she wrote something really beautiful for me yesterday*, actually very very early today. & why in English? Don´t get use to it ;) I am on a secret agenda on giving not Estonian speakers a reason to study Estonian, we´re a small nation, got to stay alive :D

Jätkub! Ring fm uudiste vahendusel sain teada, et mu kunagine sensei on Pokumaa uus boss :D


Lihtsalt pean selle lisama :P Luuletus aastast 2008 vist, PWC-ajast .. saate aru küll, miks lisama pean :P Trigger :)



~~ˇ

Black birds over jazminetrees
by black birds over jazminetrees


white blossoms still fragrance insidious craze
oh, must the petals be so fair must catch the glance
seems like crystal a bloom known and harmless
one is told to be lost - urtext, my flyleaf is anatomized
they search for my pages, one they find, call The One
why is it so, my love?
an innocent child picked a death angel, grass covers her skin,
a green dress, keeping warm, forever May she is called
a lost child, my love - walking calm on the sand, amidst the pines
a twist, my love - she, only she, saw my face
a picture passed by
my legs black soft black cat sitting on water
all blue, white clouds - somewhere, a walk away a white world
broad day clear i rise opposite direction my destination what lies there?
a trail, as all other - leading home, my love
my world is me a tormented heart i run from me, even us
i stand night around moon, my moon bright as you, voiceless..
black birds are here, do not worry, no loneliness, dear
whisp across my marble garden, a shuttle breeze
if sadness should settle, they dance a beauty, a world for my smile
- is it truly so precious, my love?
i will go now, pick the peaches, lemons, pomegranates -
dawn, see - fishermen go and come, nets filled with silver fish
to the children, my sweetest, my best i carry, to the market to exchange
for their reasonless moods, stories running wild like kittens on curtains,
boundless dreams, we did dream too, my love..
i will be back - with seeds of flowers, seas and skies in my hands
from the hearts, hands of mothers and fathers,
for Our garden to grow, flourish forever.
i´ll return, my love
oh, what a beautiful morn!

grey is the day and all in me
faded and calm
winds blowing, branches moving
a sparrow sitting in the cold
not waiting... just sitting
pale dusk and U2
habits have changed
something hasn´t
i wish, it had
branches grey grow buds
the wick is green
beneath this ... waiting
beneath this snow lies grass
oh, the green is coming!

Camelia camelia
the bloom not in vain
shivers in tea
the frosted sea
Evening Faces climbing
walls clay gray
a candle and ash
incense lingering sweet
once empty, now full
Sun shining in


~~~~
Selline tunne on, et kardan kõige rohkem ennast. Põhjuseta - ei. Jah. Selgeid vastuseid pole. Minu arvates. Mittemingisugust tõde, mille pärast võidelda ja alistada. Samas on mul tõde, mille jaoks elada ja see on ... . Toosama lootus, et sisimas tahame me ikkagi üht ja et kunagi selle nimel enam kellegile haiget ei tehta.

27111: sess läbi EABCCB Laptop müügis puru emaplaadiga Prillid keskelt pooleks Hing sees Tunniplaan koostamata Nägin teda, kuulsin, naeratasin - sees olid pisarad Ta oleks võinud... aga ei ole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Kohvi joodud, toob sisimat välja - kurbust, nagu niikaua, kui mäletan. Võimalik keemiline põhjus. = Laiskus?

Õnnitlused Bleach´ile esimese juubeli puhul!

*pilt leitud Google´st otsingufraasiga "bleach pictures"
P.s. pildil on vaid väike osa vahvatest tegelastest :D



~~~~

An everyday marvel

a lucid light
honey and vanilla
flowering trees
long dried
umeboshi wine
"the karma of words"
noisy snow
heartwarming
radiowings
a bell rings
silver and gold
purple and olive
"A kind of magic"
& "I am yours"
singing angels in the night
sunflowers high
and smiling
warm as the summer
clear blue sky
blue-green-blue beach
tanning skin
pleasures, cherries on top
in the dreamed fields
yellow and lavender
looking at love
unraveling it´s glory
walking a path of my heart
two most beautiful
creatures on Earth
holding my hands
souls as bright as stars
shining light on me
and everything around
confessing, pouring it all out
tears breaking free
the dawning of something
equally amazing
as all before
dewdrops and spring waters
bluebirds, Pegasus and co
flowing eternally in
miracle perpetuity
amidst blooming oranges
lemon meringue pies mmm...
ripening pomegranates
children picking mangos
humble almighty nature
in my every cell
- all this and more
in a day
is certainly worth
waking up for :)




~~~~
Bloominglikearedrose´l on uus lemmik - Simply Red "Fairground"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiRyiVgWj6g

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