Onto This Hill by gallimel
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I did touch
loneliness,
or it might be She touched me instead,
tanglin me up in her embrace...
It's like she went here
to block and dry my blood within,
and now I feel so cold,
in and out this thick skin.
People who won't ask a thing,
because they did already accept
someone else's reasons in it,
are haunting me and say
those who leave go to the joy,
and that should be our peace
inside and out to rest and stay...
But all I see is pain,
questions nobody can solve
trash souls whom were happy one back day...
and then a raging why surfaces,
afraid and unable to make anything right,
and then I just look out to get
why words remains just themselves,
why do they stay so senseless,
ethereally fading away...
Those who leave leave to the joy...
Go and tell it to the one who stands
awkwardly bashed by speed of time...
Go and tell it to the one whom used to hope
in some present justice,
go and face the one whose hand
will never reach again
the shape of a loving man...
I'm over this hill
rushed by windy caress
from Winterly Sir:
and I find no peace
in any of these myths...
But watchin still
towards the one that still rise
although he's breakin inside,
I feel like wishing them to believe
in that sense I just can't perceive...
I wish that those who left
can get him back
all of the gone hopes, and life and all that
they wish to feel touched by again.
I did touch Death onto this unmoving hill:
and She did also touch me.
I wonder who you are,
you seem to have no plans...
You seem to not confide
your razor will erase the broken bones...
You have put onto so young shoulders
decades,
while sometimes you let badness
ruling all of our ways...
And still this empty hill
frozen by the wind
it's gonna rebirth...
And we are gonna remain
unconscious,
afraid...
here wondering why,
here answering ourselves by...
and here we're gonna still stay,
feeling so small,
feeling so bound to be break,
and always unaccepting what we should just take:
what we can't avoid to be...
In this slow game of the seasons,
the only things that change
is our illusion to be ready to make anything
and breathe...
but then why, why, why...
like flowers too beautiful
these illusions will
be flowering all over and over again?
Glittering my mind and heart again?
Again? Again...again?
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Photoshop7, source pic is MeliDarkHair029, available in my website. 30 minutes work.
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Hi back...:)
I wasn't intentioned to come here before the end of September, but as time of holiday leaving approached (I leave in the weekend to Canary Islands) I felt it would have been fair to share a bit of what has been up in my heart lately.
Life goes well, work is fine and the activity at volunteer centre with the kids has been a fantastic experience that i hope to renew in the Fall.
But since life can't be perfect, the dark shades of terrorisms have strongly affected me.
This is what I wrote on the eve of London's attacks.
Everyone who knows me knows that town is dear to my heart... and the people in there.
But I am not gonna bend to hate, and I am not gonna resign to fear.
This is the message I thought it was right to share with you all.
I'll be back consistently (or more consistently) here around the end of September.
Miss you all, and I wish everybody good August holidays.
Hugs&kisses, Meli :)
Comments (59)
Always good to see you back Meli - some more people like you in this world would make it definitly a better place, and news like those in London would be no more. All the very best for you my friend.
chi non muore si rivede..... bel lavoro a la prossima ciao
nice too see your art again meli...i wish you wonderful august holidays. take care...cool poem
Long time no see Meli. So good to hear from hear and seeing something new as well. Always full of emotion in your writing and artwork. This is a very special poem to all those affected by terrorist bombings in London...Everyone is affected by them. On a lighter note it does sound like you are having a wonderful time. Keep smiling Meli. Hugs and smiles!
Excellent!! Beautifully done!!!
an excellent tribute to the horror of London and terrorist acts around the world. It's good to hear from you again Meli, glad to hear you are well and happy :)
Excellent poem and tribute to the London tragedy, Meli. Beautiful work.
Hi Meli, what a great surprise to see you posting! From the email I thought you'd come back again in September. :o) A fantastic tribute! Your words are moving and powerful! I like the style of this wonderful collage... like an old newspaper. Enjoy your holiday on the Canary Islands, dear, and be back safe and sound! Waiting for your return! huge hugz
Feeling the whirlwind of a dark force in ordinary pursuits hurls one against the sharp corner of a freezer. Surprised one looks and finds a deep bruise and the skin broken, torn and ripped. Blood is oozing as from a broken forehead. The white pearly sheen of a bursa covering a joint shows. Thee is no path beyond what has been flown. The ditches are littered with those trying to run ahead or to pass with more prominent causes. I had a Canary Islands pine in front of my house. It was so bright green with feathery needles. I loved it when it brushed me as I watered it's roots.
bellissimo lavoro, molto ben fatto. adoro lo stile un pretrda giornalistica anni '30. non so, almeno mi dquasta sensazione. e il gioco speculare nel quale si perdono le parole come voci e suoni di ricordi indistinti. mi piace molto. eccellente!
Hi Meli, your poem is fabulous with nice emotions. are you ok ? have a good day and see you soon Hugs and kiss Christophe
I really hope you will find some time for your wonderful sketches!
(((melly))))* oh, how I have missed you, and what a pleasure to see you in my inbox again. This image is so heartfelt, I feel as though my very own heart were torn to pieces.....so emotive and beautiful...
Excellent work, as always :)
Just love to see you back hon...!!!!!!! Always a stunning job and style...and words...Hugs!!!!!Serge
real good image with this poem
perfection and hugs for you sweety
Beautiful heartfelt presentation Meli. Nice to see you again. Best wishes for your holidays, keep peace in your heart. Always remember there's more of us, than them. Hugz!!!
Beautiful and impressive work Meli,excellent poem...bravo!!!:O)v
Excellent art/poem. Take care. :-)
Superb composition, Meli! Glad to see something again from your imagination! Hugz, Tjeerd.
C'est incroyable! Awesome! So while you're gone, they put you in the newsletter... did they wait for your back to be turned? :D -- Impressionante! Cosmentre siete andati, li hanno messi nel bollettino... li hanno aspettati per andare? :D
You are doing better work, excellent.
all i can say is - Damn! awesome piece, the poetry is absolutely mind blowing, as is the painting, if I grow up, I wanna be jus like you :p stay bad mel :)
The poem and image merge together to form an incredible piece of work!
Deap work here and a lot of truth.
Fantastique picture with the excellent one detail the extraordinary colors sounds! Well done!V**
Ci ho messo un po' a ritrovarti, ma come vedi niente perdo che il tuo cuore canti, nemmeno quando l'ode ha il carattere dell'elegia. Come sempre, tutto di te suona devoto alla vita, anche quando rifletti sulla morte. E' un lavoro magnifico.
very impressive and thoughtful work! ;o)))