DON´T DRIVE ME AWAY, a poem by Louise May Alcott

   Don´t drive me away,
but hear what I say:
bad men want the gold;
they will steal it to-night,
and you must take flight;
so be quiet and busy and bold.

Slip away with me,
and you will see
what a wise little thing am I;
for the road I show
no man can know,
since it´s up in the pathless sky.

 

YOUR SCARS

PHOTO: Trees. Monastery of  Piedra.  By Blanca Langa

I scratch each fold of your soul.
I look  for
              -you do not know-
trees in your eyes
where lay my dreams.

Unbutton my skin,
sew my hands
to your old pain.

Let them erase,
                  let them heal
your forehead and wounds.
I want to kiss
                      your scars.

       Blanca Langa

TEARS IN MY HEART

PHOTO:  http://my.englishclub.com/profiles/blogs/silent-of-tears

  

                                                   God, you know my heart

when I am happy.

My heart dancing in the morning grass,

singing in the blowing air

when I am happy.

God, you know my heart.

You, Who read every soul,

every single thought.

Please, tell me

why are these tears in my eyes

if I only want to smile?

Blanca Langa

You can listen to a beautiful song, "Tears in my heart", by The Hollands:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVwfB6pgJSI

JET BOY

PHOTO:  http://www.moviekids.tv/code/talent/display.php?id=1117

PHOTO:   http://www.amazon.es/Jet-Boy-Alemania-Dylan-Walsh/dp/B007M09S8G 

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 A guy has just lost his mother because of an overdose. He feels guilty, because it was he who supplied her doses. To get the drug, he sells his body to men who contacted  him in bars.
   One day he crosses paths a fugitive who will change his life.
 You can watch the full film here (not recommended for under 12 yrs old people):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJtR15h0U1U

WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND?, a poem by Christina Rossetti

PHOTO: The garden. By Blanca Langa

Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you:

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I:

But when the trees bow down their heads,

The wind is passing by.

Christina Rossetti
http://kelleyward.hubpages.com/hub/Short-Classic-Poems-for-Boys

Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894) was an English poet who wrote a variety of romantic, devotional, and children's poems. She is perhaps best known for her long poem Goblin Market, her love poem Remember, and for the words of the Christmas carol In the Bleak Midwinter.
To learn more about the poet:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_Rossetti

HEART, WE WILL FORGET HIM, a poema by Emily Dickinson

PHOTO: La casa del Marqués. By Blanca Langa

 













  Heart, we will forget him,
you and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done pray tell me,
then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ´lest while you´re lagging
I may remember him.

  Emily Dickinson

A CUP OF WINE (to R.)

PHOTO: The fountain, by Blanca Langa

   Some people are near us and others are far away. The most important is not how far our friends can be from us if our hearts are close to each other.
  I was talking to a friend yesterday. He was on the Internet, but even like this, we had a cup of wine together. No matter where you live. No matter if there are mountains, oceans or half a world separating people. The distance between friends is not a matter of kilometres.
   I thank the life for giving me good people to share  lots of messages and a nice cup of wine. God bless you all. Cheers!!