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On a marble…

. How can it be Such a big world, When Looking up and Staring At a cloud passing by… I realize That wherever You are, My skies are Your skies and We share the same sun? You and me, Love, Really live on a marble…

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Living room traveling…

I love to travel. But since I can’t, right now, and don’t believe I’ll get a chance to do it anytime soon, I try to look at my immediate surroundings with a new eye. It is not as rewarding as a tour all around Denmark, or an awesome Aussie journey, but every now and then,…… Continue reading Living room traveling…

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Early sunset…

This is the view from my home office/bedroom around 4h30 PM these days… After setting the time back an hour, the sunsets are happening earlier and earlier every day. At least, when they are as beautiful as this one, they (almost) make me forget that we still have to wait until December 21rst before the…… Continue reading Early sunset…

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After Eight Moments…

Gods argue loudly, Over our worried heads Glorious angry skies.   If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; View of my street, with very (v-e-r-y) dark clouds, just before a storm. (I didn’t use any filter for the picture)

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It is kind of sad…

  Montréal’s sky used to be filled with airplanes passing by, from early mornings to late evenings… I always enjoyed watching them fly above my head. I tried to guess where they were coming from or where they were headed to. Often, I wished I could magically hop in and tag along, no matter the…… Continue reading It is kind of sad…

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My sky’s your sky…

My sky’s your sky So far, or so near… Miles are meaningless Between us My dear… Life could drag me Unexpectedly Away from you, Just look up To our sky, and You won’t be so Blue… I’ll send cloudy Doves, delicate and White as snow. Silent flying messengers Just so You know… My heart is…… Continue reading My sky’s your sky…

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After Eight Moments…

      Silent painter, Color poet Brushing pinks on blues Perfect duets… With the last Wild birds’ song As a background, Your touch So gentle, yet Your pick of shades So strong. I stand in awe, Quiet admirer Of your ephemeral masterpiece, Oh silent painter…       If you want to know what…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…