Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Words are funny...
they flourish uselessly on some people's mouths..
which repeat themselves time after time...
sometimes they seem to never match with ones emotions or thoughts...
some crave for them...some desdain them...
some have just a small amount of them....
words are tricky expecially without a tone...
and a glimps of the eye...
words are void...when not meant...
disappointing and hurting...
words are simply leaves in the twirling wind...
Wonder in what secret corner mine are crumpled up ...
Posted at 04:25 am by
Loonynica
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Monday, January 16, 2006
New year ...
New intentions...
and I've changed my mind...
things have happened and the wind has blown aways some of the old ghosts...
Nica is still lonely...
but she feels ok now...
she wishes to keep her place...
her lazy lady one....
again...
Posted at 11:54 am by
Loonynica
Monday, August 01, 2005
I have decided that this is never going to be the place...
The place where I might write about the people that have had
for some reason or another
acted awfully with me...
I won't keep an eye on my past..
recent and not...
I think people act as they wish & will...
and nothing I might write or feel about it ...
could change facts....
I can have an opinion about them...
This is it...
Like the facts...like being awfully and carelessly hurt...
I might take the decision to talk still or not to them...
But I will forget them..
as dim shadows of no importance...
This is what they really are in the end.for me..
and no energy from my side they will ever receive again....
:)
Posted at 06:16 am by
Loonynica
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Saturday, July 30, 2005
I like the words that start with Miss..
But is not like it might seem...
Since I am not a big fan of the
"Miss you... miss this ...miss that...." party
I LIKE
Misspelt....Misspent...Misbehaved...Mislead...Mistrust...Misguide...
And the soft tone of MISS You Loads....
All seem to take somewhere else...
Potential energy....
Powerfully winding...
Itself against the rules...
Superb struggle of the mindsoul...
Posted at 10:29 am by
Loonynica
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Some men have a limited vocabulary...
"Darling"..."honey" ...."sweetheart" ...
they don't remember your name...
but they are sweet and make you smile...
and they never keep their word...
But always get forgiven because of their lightheart...
"Farfalloni" we call them in Italian..."butterflies"
I think they are much much better then others I've met...
who pretend to be deep in thoughts and "real" friends...
but that after a year they have been in contact with you...
still have a gap of silence ...and doubt ..when it comes to your name...
Posted at 11:41 pm by
Loonynica
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Seems that everyone is in big rush...
The "I don't care" rush...the "fuck you " rush...
The "me..me...& again me" rush...
I used to be sad and down about it...
It didn't help or get any better...
I turn my back on it now...
Listen to the melody of my world..
Breath...smile...and kiss the day...
sometimes it works better than others...
and I don't care...
Posted at 11:23 pm by
Loonynica
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I like the smell of life and hope...
Posted at 02:26 pm by
Loonynica
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Sunday, July 24, 2005
My older son is a swimming champion...
He's only 12...
but already does great timings in competitions..
He's already having articles on the local newspapers...
He's a cool guy...and a nice example of fair competition and commitment..
His surname is Pesce...which in Italian means Fish...
So they say....
His destiny is in his name....
English old ladies on tour are waiting to see that name in London Olimpics...
My small fishman who knows....
I am a bloody proud mum...of both my beautiful sons...
Gardner of God's beautiful seeds of life....
Posted at 04:14 am by
Loonynica
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Saturday, July 23, 2005
My last day of tour today...
Was waiting for Mr Walter and Mrs Jane Cox
..to join group leaving for a morning optional
But they had decided to not show up..
so after going up and down the coach for a while...
I decided to go without them...
But first commented on the microphone...
"Where are my Cox...today..I need All..my Cox... with me"
Suddenly a strange silence spread through the coach..
The driver stared astonished at me...
I understood the spelling of Cox in my passengers mind wasn't the same I had...
One of my usual blond moments...
LUV to ALL...
Posted at 03:24 pm by
Loonynica
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Wednesday, July 13, 2005
I am like a rose petal in God's palm...
I twirle in the warm winds...
Think that I am definitely lost and alone...
And when I let myself to the draught...
With no sense of orientation...
Again I find myself softly landing on God's palm..
Posted at 12:27 pm by
Loonynica
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