Sinla Wu: Mar 15, 2009

Sometimes - (Talking Through My Hat)

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to Clausius

Every morning
I escape the quilt
as a hatchling
of the shell.
Every morning
pass from crowd Bake Pumpkin Recipe Seed black
in crowd of blue.

When it rains
rain colors
and crowds of Home Mobile Used Value and blue
fill of puddles,
puddle of colors.

Everyone
is a brush
an unseen painter
drawing stripes with.

Sometimes it rains only with black and blue.

Lesson of memory

We bear memory
and breed memory.
We are memosphere of the Earth.

When was young
Earth swallowed any,
of that was wrapped in darkness and oblivion.
Now he is old and sick -
to survive
Earth swallows memory
with 9.81 m/s2.

Memory of bad and
memory of good
remained the only dish
that works for him;
therefore all of us striving
to Analyzing Commerce E Interactive Internet Law Workbook lots of bad
and lots of good.

We bear memory
and breed memory
for food Earth -
so a memorable survival
two faces triad born:
- memory of fire
which is why today
we live in light and in fear of the atom;
- memory of wheel
which is why although we go
nowhere we get;
- memory of DNA
which is why God left genesis
in the hand of engineers -
they breed memory of Future.

Hypocrisy

Say everywhere
that we do Citizen Insurance Life Rate Senior Term like darkness
and yet
at the end of each day
buy from the Lord's shop
at least one bag with night
which consume
- each in his corner -
either parboiled either stewed
either crude.

Prayer

Two stalagmites
high towards you:
my eyes and thought.
Their dream
is to become columns.
Help them,
stalactites not crush.

Viorel Petru Trifan
Poetry, Art, Eintertainment, Feelings, Thoughts, Ideas, Song, Time, Fly, Confession, Words, Rows

I put my pure and immaculate feelings before your legs. You may step.
The only soul you are asked to wipe it on the welcome mat.

Sometimes - (Talking Through My Hat)

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