Deeply finished in my mind, and gorgeously imprinted in my heart, soul and life,

Alone, I fight the sorrow amidst, a long forgotten kiss.

One day in particular, I see you in the rush, driven by pure pioneering,

 you, such a penetrable being,

firmly in you ways,

alone for days,

incense burn as you mourn, thinking of your lost love. 

I, needing no nostalgia, stay planted where in am,

not moving forward, or backward with your passionate touch.

Come, sail across the time of our live,

too short to remember.

Come, as you watch the flame die, gone form you sight,

revelations unconfessed.

One creature, like yourself sets out on a quest, becomes passive and decides to sleep,

while I do not replicate your behavoir, continuing on unbroken.

I stare into your eyes, as you recognize, a love gone amiss. 

Inspired by Antonella Anedda’s “A Winter Night in the City”

Ora ha smesso di piovere. Dalla finestra il mondo è a gocce:

un viso senza naso, occhi, labbra. Solo queste minute lacrime

sugli alberi e le case. Una in particolare si rischiara

dove qualcuno piange sulla sua poltrona

composto, fermo solo incerto se la casa somigli

a quelle che abitò in passato e che confonde.

Non è di nostalgia che piange, ma per il peso intero

della pioggia, come se lui fosse il tetto

che sopporta e si scrosta.

Come se l’intero palazzo, gonfio di acqua e  pietra

rivelasse un’offesa.

Una creatura può crucciarsi per questo, passare sveglia la notte

o replicare nel sogno la desolazione. Essere in un burrone.

Stare lì tra la terra, nella pioggia che viene.

Her love surrounded, as well as abounded,

Looking at us all with a loving heart,

Cheeky and witty, was our sweet Mimi,

Compassionate and kind even in her hardest battles,

She has now left, but not the memories we have kept,

Both will always live on,  as she looks on, with a watchful and nurturing eye.

Forever a fighter, forever in our hearts.

Ava Alexandra Vacherot

that you are less important,

with out anyhope.

Know that others don’t,

feel your intense pain and hurt,

Yet you carry on…

Day 26 – February 26th – Theme: Paint the Image

Carrying on, you still smile,

Always in the clouds.

Day 15 – February 15th – Theme: Paint the Image

Never to depart from you,

I am your’s for good.

Day 14 – February 14th – Theme or Word: Love or Valentine

Five years old, how time has past,

Youth is a short gift.

Day 13 – February 13th – Theme: Paint the Image

Time to make your decision,

Tell me what you are.

Day 11 – February 11th – Theme: Paint the Image

Furry and sweet, always near,

Forever with me.

Day 10 – February 10th – Theme:
Write a Haiku describing about a Special day in your life…

With no possible escape,

Do you have the key?

Day 9 – February 9th – Theme: Paint the Image

To be above or below,

This is below all.

<div style=”font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; text-align: center;”>Written for The Haiku Challenge 2012 – <a href=”http://pendownmythought.blogspot.com/2012/01/haiku-challenge-is-back.html&#8221; title=”Few Miles Haiku Challenge 2012″ target=”_blank”>Day 8 – February 8th – Quote: <b>This Above All, To Thine Own Self Be True</b></a></div>