happy holidays...

for tracey

The Lily



The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,

The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:

While the Lily white shall in love delight,

Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.



William Blake



*for tracey~ for being such a dear friend ~ have a beautiful holiday!



image source:lily by john basus on flickr

dandelion wishes

~ Dandelion Wishes ~



The child within wishes to play

She dreams dreamily of another day



A time when wishes were blown in the wind

On dandelion seeds

Of white and green



Green being her favorite color

To her the color of joy



Spreading its charm

Across the canvas

In her magical landscape



Painted with the hands

Of an artist past



An artist her soul knows

As if knowing herself



She dreams dreamily

Of another day



On dandelion wishes...



~~ Calli 2008



This is another one from early 2008.



image source: dandelions by ewa

Love's fair story

Love’s fair story

Desirous of all

Plain and simple

Longed for love

Love is to be held

Within this love Song



Held at night

Within a dream

You held me tight

You pulled me close

We slow danced

While the angels played our song



So close

I felt enfolded within Such love

Such beauty

Such grace



A safeness

A security

I have not known



You pulled me to your chest

You slipped your arms around me tightly

In a sheltered embracing light

Filled with love



Words cannot describe

The beauty in that moment



You touched me!

You touched my soul!



The want

The need



Was finally

Satisfied



~ Calli ~ a dream inspired this very early in 2008



image source: The Lovers by ~Muirin007@deviantart.com

technicolor dream...

prayers answered
bliss; my souls longed for adventure.
each time I think of you
butterflies release and encapsulate me within their flight
reaching destinations
fated by love alone

take me deeper and deeper still
into these blissful moments

let me live this Technicolor dream

~ Calli © 2008

image source: pure love by frida Vl on deviantart.com

becoming one

When love is accompanied with deep intimacy,
it raises us to the highest level of human experience.
In this exalted space, we can surrender our egos, become
vulnerable and know levels of joy and well-being unique
among life experiences. We attain a glimpse of the rapture
that can be ours. Boundaries are blurred, there are no
limitations and we rejoice in union. We become one and,
at the same time, both.

Leo Buscaglia

image source: pamela hanson photography

the good morrow...

The Good Morrow



My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears

And true plain hearts do in the faces rest,

Where can we find two better hemispheres

Without sharp North, without declining West?

Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one,

or thou and I Love so alike, that none can slacken, none can die.



John Donne (1572 - 1631)





* Utterly beautiful!

Image source: 'promise' by blank studio.com

naked truth

Paul Éluard
(1895-1952)
Capitale de la douleur

The camera "reads" this poem in the film "Alphaville", directed by Jean-Luc Godard

Nudité de la vérité
«Je le sais bien»

Le désespoir n'a pas d'ailes,
L'amour non plus,
Pas de visage,
Ne parlent pas,
Je ne bouge pas,
Je ne les regarde pas,

Je ne leur parle pas
Mais je suis bien aussi vivant que mon amour
[et que mon désespoir.]


Naked Truth
«I know it well»

Despair has no wings
nor does love
no faces;
they don't speak
I do not move
I don't look at them

I don't speak to them
but I am as alive as my love and despair.



*I have not seen the film "Alphaville," nor translated this poem, but I do love to place them side by side when I can as it makes the poetry and the meaning behind those words so much more beautiful.

~Calli

One More Time - Laura Pausini

This is a hauntingly beautiful song written by Richard Marx. From the 'Message In A Bottle' soundtrack...sung by Laura Pausini --You can listen to this song on my playlist at the bottom of my page or visit the youtube link below...





http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=oPPyAAQ7XMc





Nothing I must do

Nowhere I should be

No one in my life

To answer to but me

No more candlelight

No more purple skies

No one to be near

As my heart slowly dies

If I could hold you one more time

like in the days when you where mine

I'd look at you 'till I was blind

So you would stay

I'd say a prayer each time you'd smile

Cradle the moments like a child

I'd stop the world if only I

Could hold you one more time

(hmmmmmm)

I've memorized your face

I know your touch by heart

Still lost in your embrace

I'd dream of where you are

(music break)

(hmmm)

If I could hold you one more time

Like in the days when you were mine

I'd look at you 'till I was blind

So you would stay

I'd say a prayer each time you'd smile

Cradle the moments like a child

I'd stop the world if only I

Could hold you one more time

One more time



Image source: from the youtube video

a tear and a smile

A Tear And A Smile



I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart

For the joys of the multitude.

And I would not have the tears that sadness makes

To flow from my every part turn into laughter.



I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.



A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding

Of life's secrets and hidden things.

A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and

To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.



A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;

A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.



I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.



I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the

Depths of my spirit, for I have seen those who are

Satisfied the most wretched of people.

I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.



With evening's coming the flower folds her petals

And sleeps, embracing her longing.

At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet

The sun's kiss.



The life of a flower is longing and fulfillment.

A tear and a smile.



The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come

Together and area cloud.



And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys

Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping

To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.



The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.

A tear and a smile.



And so does the spirit become separated from

The greater spirit to move in the world of matter

And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow

And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death

And return whence it came.



To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God.



~Khalil Gibran



*I adore this poem and could have highlighted much more of it, but chose those lines that are most significant to me...Khalil Gibran was gifted beyond mere words and he had such a deep understanding that life consists of both beauty and sorrow and these emotions of joy and sorrow should be embraced, truly"felt," and not forgotten.

~Calli



image source: belongstoserena - sorry,this is the only name on the file of photo...

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

by Pablo Neruda



Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.



Don't leave me, even for an hour, because

then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

into me, choking my lost heart.



Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.

Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,



because in that moment you'll have gone so far

I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?





Spanish translation:

No apagarse Lejos, No uniforme Por Un Día

by Pablo Neruda



No apagarse lejos, no uniforme por un día, porque -- porque -- no sé

decirlo: un día es largo y le esperaré, como en una estación vacía

cuando los trenes se parquean apagado en alguna parte, dormida.



No dejarme, uniforme por una hora, porque entonces las pequeñas gotas

de la angustia todos funcionados juntos, el humo que vaga buscando

un hogar mandilará en mí, estrangulando mi corazón perdido.



El Oh, puede su silueta nunca disolver en la playa; pueden sus

párpados nunca agitan en la distancia vacía. No dejarme por un

segundo, mi más querido,



¿porque en ese momento usted habrá entrado hasta ahora yo vagará

mazily el excedente toda la tierra, pidiendo, usted se volverá?

¿Usted me dejará aquí, muriendo?



Image source: http://midnightstouch.deviantart.com/art/He-Will-Return-35810957

blissful thoughts...

Holding onto those blissful thoughts of you dear heart
That pass through me like a graceful
Morning mist, which finds its way through hilltops
Misted with hints of blue and grey

Blissful thoughts that take hold
And set my heart aflutter
Placing a glow upon my cheeks, so pale

I can barely breathe
While taking in these visions of you!
Incredibly colorful, incredibly true

Bring your heart
Let it rest upon mine…

Kiss me
With the voice of your being...

Let me come to know you, slowly...
As we savor each ‘blessed’ moment together

Oh, and each time
You press your hands to mine-

Life and love become Sublime!

~Calli © 2008

pieces of my heart...

Pieces of my heart
Just lie there on the floor
Like shards of glass
Displaced, Forgotten
Uncolored, darkened by debris
Left to be swept up
By whom?
By what?

Or to simply collect ashes and dust
To be forgotten
To be dismissed
To be - To be NOTHING
Discarded - Destroyed
Unrecognizable
To whom?
To what?

~Calli © 2008

image source: The_Path_of_Broken_Glass by shadowfax3612@photobucket.com

On angel's wings and a prayer...

You held your arms close to your waist
When all I wanted to do was to take
Your ringless hand in mine and hold it tight

Our eyes met, and as you lowered yours
I thought "You're a shy one,"
Yet I felt your secret desires
The very same as mine

Though I also sensed a sadness,
As if your heart is caught up in something

Or are you as free as I need you to be?

My heart has been calling out to you My Angel
For such a long time
Always aware
Always waiting your arrival
On angel's wings and a prayer
You are here!

Knowing
Always knowing
That it was just a matter of time...

And just a matter of time before I make you mine!

~Calli © 2008

image source: Angel 11 by cristinaacosta65@photobucket.com

become the alchemist

Emotions untamed by your angelic ways
Emotions tangled, twisted and torn

You are my cure! my angel! my love!

Become the alchemist- turn my lead heart to gold
With your love and purest passion

Heal me with your kiss
Hold me, until together
We reach Bliss.

~Calli © 2008