Poet of the Month: June, 2007
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Poet of the Month: June, 2007
Our "Poet of the Month" for June, 2007, is our fair lady from Greece
<center> Northstar </center>
Congratulations!
(sorry I'm a bit late this month)
<center> Northstar </center>
Congratulations!
(sorry I'm a bit late this month)
Last edited by heinzs on Sat Jun 30, 2007 11:28 pm, edited 1 time in total.
An' it harm none, do what ye will. Blessed Be.
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A small sampling of Northstar's poetry:
Greetings
it is that personal enviromment
with the taste of future around,
it is the running and the game,
the happiness to dream and plan a tour in some places of the
world
to sell or not to sell?
the house of my father looks beautiful and reach now on evening sun
Faces,human faces closer at starbucks corner,
mixed cultures closer to elegant giants,
progress near to the green-fashionated dress on sensitive feminine
poetry in cubes on a daily basis (base)
cinemas and expensive cosmetics includes on Marie-claire magazine,
Dogs searcing for a steak or bones
girls and boys kissing and playing on a sguare
greetings to the city
which saws how much cares for its people
Hey,Hey..
_______________________
golden dream
that night
I want you to come on my dream
and dance with my heart `s pulse,
and hold my hair in your chest
and i will be for you a neraid.
A golden dream
in our pillow,
with reflections of passion ,
and shiny hugs,
cherry kisses
unspoken words of love,
in the open air window of eternity
in the waves of universe
we, ..the
mortal angels
we can cry ,because of so much happiness
in the open sea of freedom
______________________________
come and see
i sell my spirit
for a piecufull moment
i sell my eyes
for an innoncent glance
i sell my hand
for a work without money
i sell my dreams
for a better present
i sell my house
for my total freedom
i sell my thoughts
for a clever discussion
i sell my feelings
for a nice guy
i sell my plans
for a strong experience
i sell my steps
for a faster way to dissapear........
_______________________________
to the space boy
maybe i really know you
maybe iam in your mind,before you speak to me
you wear blue ring in your dreams
and wings with Mercury`s elegance
on north point you gave me the sighn
an atmosphere with saphyre and topaz fire
golden arrow and sandals,
wine in amethyst glass, like in ancient Greece
but iam already drunk,
drunk with your majesty in a space poetry travel
you keep my hand and my heart
with simple motions
because you are from this magic castle
beautiful borned with the milk of stars
including planets of secret love
can you regonize me in the ....
_________________________________
a great painter
...i saw you stranger
in the night,
with no words
you have talk to me
with no shadow you follow me,
under my deepest thougts.
we walk in cities
of the mind,
and rivers flowing between
the arms
when a touch your second-self
your hands are golden nest
for travelling birds
you paint the limits
in my inner-land
and your a great painter of my day
and night
__________________________________
ashes to ashes
the risk in life
is like a game
the boy is on that mountain,
with caves,animals and strange paths.
the life is that shiny eye
behind the hand of the moon
drinking milk and blood of the mortals idiots or innoncent people.
when you arrived in the land of missing God
and your only help is your theory about faith
but you know that you have lost the real faith.
ashes to ashes,
across the river
in a place where victims growing
Greetings
it is that personal enviromment
with the taste of future around,
it is the running and the game,
the happiness to dream and plan a tour in some places of the
world
to sell or not to sell?
the house of my father looks beautiful and reach now on evening sun
Faces,human faces closer at starbucks corner,
mixed cultures closer to elegant giants,
progress near to the green-fashionated dress on sensitive feminine
poetry in cubes on a daily basis (base)
cinemas and expensive cosmetics includes on Marie-claire magazine,
Dogs searcing for a steak or bones
girls and boys kissing and playing on a sguare
greetings to the city
which saws how much cares for its people
Hey,Hey..
_______________________
golden dream
that night
I want you to come on my dream
and dance with my heart `s pulse,
and hold my hair in your chest
and i will be for you a neraid.
A golden dream
in our pillow,
with reflections of passion ,
and shiny hugs,
cherry kisses
unspoken words of love,
in the open air window of eternity
in the waves of universe
we, ..the
mortal angels
we can cry ,because of so much happiness
in the open sea of freedom
______________________________
come and see
i sell my spirit
for a piecufull moment
i sell my eyes
for an innoncent glance
i sell my hand
for a work without money
i sell my dreams
for a better present
i sell my house
for my total freedom
i sell my thoughts
for a clever discussion
i sell my feelings
for a nice guy
i sell my plans
for a strong experience
i sell my steps
for a faster way to dissapear........
_______________________________
to the space boy
maybe i really know you
maybe iam in your mind,before you speak to me
you wear blue ring in your dreams
and wings with Mercury`s elegance
on north point you gave me the sighn
an atmosphere with saphyre and topaz fire
golden arrow and sandals,
wine in amethyst glass, like in ancient Greece
but iam already drunk,
drunk with your majesty in a space poetry travel
you keep my hand and my heart
with simple motions
because you are from this magic castle
beautiful borned with the milk of stars
including planets of secret love
can you regonize me in the ....
_________________________________
a great painter
...i saw you stranger
in the night,
with no words
you have talk to me
with no shadow you follow me,
under my deepest thougts.
we walk in cities
of the mind,
and rivers flowing between
the arms
when a touch your second-self
your hands are golden nest
for travelling birds
you paint the limits
in my inner-land
and your a great painter of my day
and night
__________________________________
ashes to ashes
the risk in life
is like a game
the boy is on that mountain,
with caves,animals and strange paths.
the life is that shiny eye
behind the hand of the moon
drinking milk and blood of the mortals idiots or innoncent people.
when you arrived in the land of missing God
and your only help is your theory about faith
but you know that you have lost the real faith.
ashes to ashes,
across the river
in a place where victims growing
An' it harm none, do what ye will. Blessed Be.
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- Milk White Chocolate
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Northstar.....
I had not seen this ................
Congratulations !!!!!! ... sorry it is late ..... but I'm still shouting just as loud...Congratulations ....!!!
.jeanne...
I had not seen this ................
Congratulations !!!!!! ... sorry it is late ..... but I'm still shouting just as loud...Congratulations ....!!!
.jeanne...
... and his words purge up and outward,
expelled and onward through desert dust swallowed,
sands he says that gorge on simple sensibilities.
And, now he spits fragments, grit, extended vowels and elongated syllables
over cracked lips. Their sounds fall
piling round his boots… ~ jeannerené
~breathe~
flickr -jeannerene photostream
expelled and onward through desert dust swallowed,
sands he says that gorge on simple sensibilities.
And, now he spits fragments, grit, extended vowels and elongated syllables
over cracked lips. Their sounds fall
piling round his boots… ~ jeannerené
~breathe~
flickr -jeannerene photostream
- northstar
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- Location: GREECE, Athens
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..Hey ....
Thanks all of you.
i just see that today.
i dont have a computer at home you know so isnt so easy to see every day poetry pages.
i thank you sooooooo much!!!!!
i try my best because i need a lot of work to my english and my poetry too.
Keep writting all of you/
Thanks all of you.
i just see that today.
i dont have a computer at home you know so isnt so easy to see every day poetry pages.
i thank you sooooooo much!!!!!
i try my best because i need a lot of work to my english and my poetry too.
Keep writting all of you/
i saw the body of your spirit ..my friend
sometimes you scared me
sometimes i touch you..sometimes i love you
sometimes you scared me
sometimes i touch you..sometimes i love you
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