Toamna mea? Toamna verde, eu nu am toamna. Daca as avea, marea ar fi portocalie.
Cheia o are doar Ulise, cand o aud mi se face frig. Intotdeauna ma saruta dupa alta teribila lupta cu morile lumii, fara sa ma priveasca sau sa-mi vorbeasca. Mereu imi spune ca-i mor cuvintele si genele in buzele mele. Mereu imi spune ca bea din mine lumina si-i spala mangaierea mea umbrele. Si dupa ce ma aduna de pe paturi si vise, dupa ce ma rascoleste cu genunchii lui plecati, dupa ce imi da intreaga privire, printre gene sarate si albastre...
dimineata in camera miroase a el, miroase a mare.
Sunday, November 30
noiembrie, 30
La multi ani intaiului chemat. Binecuvantati sa fie cei care ii poarta numele. Dumnezeu sa le ocroteasca visele, sufletul, casa si tot ce iubesc.
Thursday, November 27
Wednesday, November 26
ca sa nu te mai ratacesti
De cateva zile iarna s-a cuibarit bine in pielea mea, mi-e frig tot timpul. Simt nevoia de culori, de asta am schimbat tabloul. Privindu-ma acum , genele incep sa mi se topeasca, mi-e mai Soare asa. Din ce am gasit asta mi se potriveste. Mi-am colorat si casa in culorile de aici.
Tuesday, November 25
20 de ani
A venit iarna. Si frigul asta ma doboara. Pielea mea are nevoie de Soare, de nisip si de mare. Cata nevoie as avea de tine.
Ore curg pe langa gandurile mele, o ora am condus aseara doar cativa km, in dreapta mea la fel de incet se deplasa un autobuz spre Muncii. Si in autobuz un chip pe care il vedeam prima oara imi facea semne cu mana...din vara. Sigur venea de acolo dupa cum ma privea, zambindu-mi.
Am parcat si m-am grabit spre intrarea in Decebal cand in spatele meu alergand, chipul din autobuz m-a oprit.
-Te rog stai putin, te rog...
Ore curg pe langa gandurile mele, o ora am condus aseara doar cativa km, in dreapta mea la fel de incet se deplasa un autobuz spre Muncii. Si in autobuz un chip pe care il vedeam prima oara imi facea semne cu mana...din vara. Sigur venea de acolo dupa cum ma privea, zambindu-mi.
Am parcat si m-am grabit spre intrarea in Decebal cand in spatele meu alergand, chipul din autobuz m-a oprit.
-Te rog stai putin, te rog...
Saturday, November 22
Friday, November 21
Tuesday, November 18
si tu...
Am coborat din masina si mi-am schimbat incaltamintea. Am lasat masina pe marginea drumului si am parasit carosabilul. Verdele parea un covor moale, pasii mei pluteau parca tot mai departe. Zaream drumul, inca il zaream. O liniste fantastica ma naucea. M-am lasat in seama verdelui. A fost incredibil. Nu mai zaream nimic. Doar camp. Am stat asa fara sa stiu cat. Astazi a fost un cer superb. Pamantul, eu, cerul si verdele.
Monday, November 17
Tuesday, November 11
Sunday, November 9
Friday, November 7
unde-s parintii?
Daca n-a venit iarna, sigur e dupa colt. Mi-au inghetat mainile si n-as spune decat atat : "incalzeste-mi mainile " La frufru astazi pe la ora 12 au intrat patru copii, aveau 8-9 ani cel mult, cu bonele presupun. Unul era deja supraponderal si isi punea zahar in sucul de portocale.
Wednesday, November 5
1,0 Litre Jack Daniel's
"Maybe I, maybe you
Can make a change to the world
We're reaching out for a soul
That's kind of lost in the dark
Maybe I, maybe you
Can find the key to the stars
To catch the spirit of hope
To save one hopeless heart
You look up to the sky
With all those questions in mind
All you need is to hear
The voice of your heart
In a world full of pain
Someone's calling your name
Why don't we make if true
Maybe I, maybe you
Maybe I, maybe you
Are just dreaming sometimes
But the world would be cold
Without dreamers like you
Maybe I, maybe you
Are just soldiers of love
Born to carry the flame
Bringin' light to the dark
You look up to the sky
With all those questions in mind
All you need is to hear
The voice of your heart
In a world full of pain
Someone's calling your name
Why don't we make if true
Maybe I, maybe you"
Can make a change to the world
We're reaching out for a soul
That's kind of lost in the dark
Maybe I, maybe you
Can find the key to the stars
To catch the spirit of hope
To save one hopeless heart
You look up to the sky
With all those questions in mind
All you need is to hear
The voice of your heart
In a world full of pain
Someone's calling your name
Why don't we make if true
Maybe I, maybe you
Maybe I, maybe you
Are just dreaming sometimes
But the world would be cold
Without dreamers like you
Maybe I, maybe you
Are just soldiers of love
Born to carry the flame
Bringin' light to the dark
You look up to the sky
With all those questions in mind
All you need is to hear
The voice of your heart
In a world full of pain
Someone's calling your name
Why don't we make if true
Maybe I, maybe you"
Monday, November 3
luminatie
Saturday, November 1
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