and: the poetry thread

[jOHN rODRIGUEZ]

Originally Posted by Caprice

[those are fantastic Andrea! truly!]




i looked down the road on her, sitting, waiting, asking me with her eyes. on the chair i sat with her glance fixed upon my glare. we've got high life and coors light. high life i said.
in she went and out came my cigarettes. one in mouth, flame ablazed and a puff later she appeared. smiling with those bull's eyes.
the air was dry. like something dirty that is clean because it is all dead. we starred each other into conversation, mindless conversation that brings pause to this life we know so well. brings a solace embrace to this neutral hotel.
round 2 for beers, this time, its dark, and bitter. she finishes it for me, and i walk her to the car.
without hesitation, lips touch in a fierce contact. soft, and dirty, we tasted like cigarettes, and we liked it.
i lift her upon the car and unfold my lips upon her. no words, no denial. feeling and better all the more.
open the car i say. i have to go she says. dabs and dabs we give, trying to get away from each other. almost like magnets we never stop.

in a final breath we say bye and i walk my way.

and that, is my night

That's brilliant.

[Andrea]

I had to learn this by rote in junior high school in Hungary...

Petöfi Sándor - Anyám tyúkja

Ej, mi a kő! tyúkanyó, kend
szobában lakik itt bent?
Lám, csak jó az isten, jót ád,
Hogy fölvitte a kend dolgát!
Itt szaladgál föl és alá,
Még a ládára is fölszáll,

Eszébe jut, kotkodácsol, 

S nem verik ki a szobából.
Dehogy verik, dehogy verik! 

Mint a galambot etetik,
Válogat a kendermagban,
A kiskirály sem él jobban.

Ezért aztán, tyúkanyó, hát
Jól megbecsűlje kend magát,
Iparkodjék, ne legyen ám
Tojás szűkében az anyám,

Morzsa kutyánk, hegyezd füled,
Hadd beszélek mostan veled,
Régi cseléd vagy a háznál,
Mindig emberűl szolgáltál,

Ezután is jó légy, Morzsa,
Kedvet ne kapj a tyúkhusra,

Élj a tyúkkal barátságba'...

Anyám egyetlen jószága.

Petöfi Sándor - Vác, 1848. February
(Petőfi Sándor 1823 – 1849 was a Hungarian poet)


Petöfi Sándor - My Mothers Hen

Oh my, what´s that!? A hen not a chick

who lives in this house that´s so chic?
Look at that! Awarded by God

What a fancy life you have got!

Running around up and down
Sitting on the top of my crown

Cackling clucking when she likes
No one ban her out of the room, what a surprise

No one would ban her, she´s like a dove
and made a fuss of like angels above

Choosing between the finest seeds

Like royal live through seven seas

So I tell you little hen
You most be very fruitful then

Don´t lay an egg, lay more than two
And good eggs to my mothers woo

"Crumb" dog, our true friend, listen now
I have something to tell you now

You´ve been a good old servant and truly

Being there serving humanly and holy

Be a good dog, "Crumb" my friend

Don´t even think about to eat that hen
Live with the hen in peace and be friendly
My mothers animal the one and only

(Translated by me)

[Andrea]

"First of all thank you for the dance. It was really kind of you...."

"Take this postcard as a memory for life of our journey yesterday..."

"I heard you hate me but I still love you. I can never forget you, I was thinking about you on the train, during the football training...."

"I gonna love you even if you don´t want me..."

freckles
are
sexy

[Caprice]

the fool in me believed magic happens.

our time of two weeks has drawn to its ends. her loyalty and her manor lie with another, a fucking 'nother. whats that to lead. whats that to care, for someone who gave and gave. i am a fool to have thought people do the right thing. and that people take care of one another. this simple mis-alignment is being corrected. im learning all the time, and this time, i am not pleased. i should know whats going to happen, when these things take place and the proper measures are not granted. am i the better person for it, no. allowing myself to be fooled by a wish is only my own fault. time will tell the outcome of it all. time, and something.

[Andrea]

"Please let me know if you love me or not.
I write this because if you love me I could take you out to the cinema once. But do not misunderstand not once I mean several times if you want.
If you love me send me an answer."

B
1975.11.12

letter from shorty 11 with freckles and reddish hair and everything
he was a kinda perfectionist with the biggest gift in his hand
and she lost that toy he sent her once
and they never went to the cinema
and she never loved him
but every letter he sent felt like heaven
the few things she saved and cared for through all the years
and she never played with him
never
just kissed the blonde
4 years later
and got another black and blue

"I´m sorry I cannot lie" - she said

[Andrea]

thank you for letting me be myself again...

[Andrea]

Today I was thinking about my latest Jungle pictures and "Baloo" - the place in Stockholm at the end of the eighties where daytime you could eat till you were ready to drop for 120 SEK and night-time you could dance till you were ready to drop for 60 SEK. I was a cashier, my boyfriend (the crash driver) was a doorman and Rasmus was a DJ. He was testing his own songs at the end of the night when even the staff (me and the others) could dance at least 20 minutes. It was before he became RobnRaz and Leila K.
Funny is that Rasmus brother and I were engaged in the same IT company, Lemon Planet, many years later. Coincidences like this are really hunting me

oh and yes... my Jungle stuff, without lyrics so far but I´m working on it

This will be called "Food, give me food"
http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/i...f7eea44810.jpg
and this one will be called "The Come Back"
http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/i...bb5a89f27f.jpg

I met Rasmus again for a couple of years ago after almost 20 years at another company event, apropos of great memories and speed
http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/i...3beb9a26c9.jpg

[Andrea]

Tribute to Granny + Smith

Never been so far, never been so close and I think it´s okay just because
my mother never called me Alice, my father never called me Sue
I brought up with twenty muppets and none of them said I love you

[Andrea]

hard working and give me more, God defended
everybody´s asking what happened
when the Cinderella story ended
and winter cold will bring the heat
that feels heavenly under your feet
like a sleeping beauty under the spell
never felt your perfume smell
and storms will take it further
and storms will blow it away
and July under the jacket is only a prelude
and no matter what, we are here to stay
and we loved when we least expected
hold on my darling, you are respected
will you be my lover
let me see your cover
your hood and jokes and no loaded dice
I never saw his eyes but I swear I saw yours twice
my smile you will never forget
was that your son squeezing my fat
fire in a hand and no devastation
seems to be just a trial or was it a tribulation
and the stroke of lightning can´t destroy it
and the rain can´t wash it away
and no matter what pink skies and Iceland ashes are all here to stay
so we love the pain away kinda takeoff full speed ahead
we gonna lose count but never our head... never our head
hallelujah!
I´m in
where are you

[Andrea]

this is an old one (originally from 2007 after Scooter´s - Jumping All Over The World )

Love At First Light

You have the money
I have the fun
You want the power
I light up the dun
Let´s stick toghether
and gliding all over the world

The spring in your tales
is so far ahead
I think I lost count
but never my head
Just keep together
and please jam all over the world

You have position
I have a charmed life
You want more challenge
than a beautiful wife
Let´s love forever
and spread it all over the world


...and I still see him playing
what a release to see him waving
in the crimson glow of the setting sun
and the night is arriving pretty soon
with silver light and glow of the fragment moon....