LA FUITE DE LA LUNE
by: Oscar Wilde
O outer senses there is peace,
A dreamy peace on either hand,
Deep silence in the shadowy land,
Deep silence where the shadows cease.
Save for a cry that echoes shrill
From some lone bird disconsolate;
A corncrake calling to its mate;
The answer from the misty hill.
And suddenly the moon withdraws
Her sickle from the lightening skies,
And to her sombre cavern flies,
Wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.
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helimars says:
Als ich vorhin auf mein Kalenderblatt sah, musste ich sofort an Dich denken ;)))
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Shi*pro says:
re: Gottdamerung, or however it is spelled, congrats on the Kansas twister!
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Guarrenzino says:
The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
but my camera waggled so you`ll never see it. :-D
Great `in character ´photo lunaryuna.
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and regarding the "in character" photo: doesn't take much for me in this case, hehe ;)
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brilho-de-conta says:
it stays on my heart!
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aze.pro says:
na dann wuensche ich dir eine gute umsetzung der aufregenden stunden.
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Ich habe eher einen Blitzverstärker gefunden, ich Ärmste ;) :D
{whispering cosmos}pro says:
Marc Almond ~ Madame de la Luna
(:
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and in adaptation of a great Peter Tosh song:
Lunamyelitis
" Woke up this morning
With a funny funny feelin'
And that feelin'
Was an unusual feelin'
Inna my bone yeah
It inna my blood
Inna my toes
Coming up to my brain
Went to the doctor
To check out what's matter
I Went to the doctor
To find out the matter
Doctor said girl
You have a Lunamylitis
I said,"What"
Doctor said girl
You have a Lunamylitis
Is it contagious
Is it outrageous
Is it vicious
Or is it dangerous
Inna mi bones
Inna me blood
From my toes
Up to my brain
I can feel it inna my bones
Inna my ankle
From my toes
Up to my brain
Is it incurable
It's fit for desirable
It isn't curable
Fit for desirable
I have it inna my toes
Inna my ankles
Inna my knees
Up to my waist
Under mi ribs
Across mi shoulder
Inna mi finger
Up to my brain
Lunamylitis I say...
You only catch it one way
It's Orumylitis I say
Sometimes your temperature
It really gets higher
And the music
Sets your soul on fire
Got it inna my toes
Inna my knees
Inna my ankles
Inna my waist
Inna my heart
Inna my soul
Inna my mind
Come through my mouth
Inna my finger
Registered in my brain
;) :D
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The night has fallen;
not a sound
In the forbidden sacred grove
Unless a petal hit the ground,
Nor any human sight within it
But the crushed grass where we have lain!
And the moon is wilder every minute.
O! Solomon! let us try again.'
(Solomon and the Witch, WB Yeats)
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llynus replies:
The witch in this one i believe is the Queen of Sheba and it starts with him in her arms already.
;OD
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Daniela Casalla says:
Feliz día de la mujer, Christina!
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