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pon - 15.05.2006

miriše bagrenje

Ušuljam se sasvim na kratko u vaše misli

Kao neko udaljeno kucanje iza prozora koji gleda na ulicu

Miriše bagrenje

I ptice pjevaju posebnim proljetnim tonovima.

Kada sam tako blizu, mirišem i pjevam i ja,

Sklapam raznorazne snove u vizije

Hranim se promjenom

I suncem

I kišom, kada je potrebno

- u prozirnoj kabanici i crvenim cipelama –

plešem u svojim laganim podrhtavanjima

u svojim maglovitim strahovima

kao Šiva

na vrhovima prstiju…

svijet ostaje mašta

14 komentara:

:))

Od selma, u 15. svibanj 2006 10:21:00
netko je pjesnički raspoložen :-)))

Od special, u 15. svibanj 2006 11:53:00
proljeće je ...miriše sve

Od arsen lupiga, u 15. svibanj 2006 12:26:00
Ma i ljeto je skoro, vruće i svakavno!

Od KuHacHa, u 15. svibanj 2006 15:00:00
...a to mi ti plešeš po vijugicama ;-)

Od lasta, u 15. svibanj 2006 19:32:00
jelda da divno miriše jelda :D:D a šiva..hehe.. i treba ti puno ruku da pohvatas sve te misli :D)

Od (ea), u 15. svibanj 2006 21:56:00
ajme vidi ko je tu..bas lijepo..samo ti pjevaj.smile..

Od dismal, u 15. svibanj 2006 22:07:00
najljepsi miris na svijetu :)

Od tinuviel, u 16. svibanj 2006 0:03:00
divno je.

Od loonah, u 16. svibanj 2006 21:05:00
Mmmm..Sviđa mi se :) Jako...

Od innocent_eyes, u 27. svibanj 2006 10:53:00
..ušuljaj se opet...nedostaješ nam...

Od lasta, u 27. svibanj 2006 11:39:00
:smrc:..kad sam vidjela koment na svom blogu, mislila sam da si se vratio..kad ono..nis..i..sad..sam..ja..tuzna..i..joji.. neznam..kako..da..se..smirim..ces.. brzo..doci..natrag..ne..net..?!whhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyy??????????!!!!!!!!!! zasto se to dogada dobrim ljudima..?! smijeh..

Od dismal, u 27. svibanj 2006 13:48:00
pa di si? nema te..nekako mi je i blog razbarušen...

Od special, u 6. lipanj 2006 13:27:00
hej, vidjela sam poruku. htjela sam te već odavno dodat kao mojblog-prijatelja, al ne znam kako se to radi. napiši mi ukratko, ili ću se okolo raspitat.

Od broduboci, u 10. lipanj 2006 10:15:00

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"The craft of questions, the craft of stories, the craft of the hands - all these are the making of something, and that something is soul. Anytime we feed soul, it guarantees increase." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves"

"In a single human being there are many other beings, all with their own values, motives, and devices. Some psychological technologies suggest we arrest these beings, count them, name them, force them into harness till they shuffle along like vanquished slaves. But to do this would halt the dance of wildish lights in a woman's eyes; it would halt her heat lightning and arrest all throwing of sparks. Rather than corrupt her natural beauty, our work is to build for all these beings a wildish countryside wherein the artists among them can make, the lovers love, the healers heal." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves"

"Like the word wild, the word witch has come to be understood as a pejorative, but long ago it was an appellation given to both old and young women healers, the word witch deriving from the word wit, meaning wise. This was before cultures carrying the one-God-only religious image began to overwhelm the older pantheistic cultures which understood the Deity through multiple religious images of the universe and all its phenomena." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves"

"The only trust required is to know that when there is one ending there will be another beginning." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves"

pon - 15.05.2006

miriše bagrenje

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pon - 15.05.2006 miriše bagrenje Ušuljam se sasvim na kratko u vaše misli Kao neko udaljeno kucanje iza prozora koji gleda na ulicu Miriše bagrenje I ptice pjevaju posebnim proljetnim tonovima. Kada sam tako blizu, mirišem i pjevam i ja, Sklapam raznorazne snove u vizije Hranim se promjenom I suncem I kišom, kada je potrebno - u prozirnoj kabanici i crvenim cipelama – plešem u svojim laganim podrhtavanjima u svojim maglovitim strahovima kao Šiva na vrhovima prstiju… svijet ostaje mašta objavio/la noma d u 15. svibanj 2006 10:08:00 14 komentara: :)) Od selma, u 15. svibanj 2006 10:21:00 netko je pjesnički raspoložen :-))) Od special, u 15. svibanj 2006 11:53:00 proljeće je ...miriše sve Od arsen lupiga, u 15. svibanj 2006 12:26:00 Ma i ljeto je skoro, vruće i svakavno! Od KuHacHa, u 15. svibanj 2006 15:00:00 ...a to mi ti plešeš po vijugicama ;-) Od lasta, u 15. svibanj 2006 19:32:00 jelda da divno miriše jelda :D:D a šiva..hehe.. i treba ti puno ruku da pohvatas sve te misli :D) Od (ea), u 15. svibanj 2006 21:56:00 ajme vidi ko je tu..bas lijepo..samo ti pjevaj.smile.. Od dismal, u 15. svibanj 2006 22:07:00 najljepsi miris na svijetu :) Od tinuviel, u 16. svibanj 2006 0:03:00 divno je. Od loonah, u 16. svibanj 2006 21:05:00 Mmmm..Sviđa mi se :) Jako... Od innocent_eyes, u 27. svibanj 2006 10:53:00 ..ušuljaj se opet...nedostaješ nam... Od lasta, u 27. svibanj 2006 11:39:00 :smrc:..kad sam vidjela koment na svom blogu, mislila sam da si se vratio..kad ono..nis..i..sad..sam..ja..tuzna..i..joji.. neznam..kako..da..se..smirim..ces.. brzo..doci..natrag..ne..net..?!whhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyy??????????!!!!!!!!!! zasto se to dogada dobrim ljudima..?! smijeh.. Od dismal, u 27. svibanj 2006 13:48:00 pa di si? nema te..nekako mi je i blog razbarušen... Od special, u 6. lipanj 2006 13:27:00 hej, vidjela sam poruku. htjela sam te već odavno dodat kao mojblog-prijatelja, al ne znam kako se to radi. napiši mi ukratko, ili ću se okolo raspitat. Od broduboci, u 10. lipanj 2006 10:15:00 << Natrag	Design by Nomad. Speak up. ja - jedno, nijedno i sto tisuća lica Recently written. Dan :D Žudnja - Boris Biletić Groznica subotnje večri zajednički stihovi pauza od kiše RSS Nemam naslov za ovaj box "The craft of questions, the craft of stories, the craft of the hands - all these are the making of something, and that something is soul. Anytime we feed soul, it guarantees increase." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves" Niti za ovaj "In a single human being there are many other beings, all with their own values, motives, and devices. Some psychological technologies suggest we arrest these beings, count them, name them, force them into harness till they shuffle along like vanquished slaves. But to do this would halt the dance of wildish lights in a woman's eyes; it would halt her heat lightning and arrest all throwing of sparks. Rather than corrupt her natural beauty, our work is to build for all these beings a wildish countryside wherein the artists among them can make, the lovers love, the healers heal." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves" Bilivit or not "Like the word wild, the word witch has come to be understood as a pejorative, but long ago it was an appellation given to both old and young women healers, the word witch deriving from the word wit, meaning wise. This was before cultures carrying the one-God-only religious image began to overwhelm the older pantheistic cultures which understood the Deity through multiple religious images of the universe and all its phenomena." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves" Eh... "The only trust required is to know that when there is one ending there will be another beginning." Clarissa Pinkola Estes "Women Who Run with the Wolves"