Monday, 31 October 2011

Pedro Abrunhosa - Momento

Uma espécie de céu. Um pedaço de mar.
Uma mão que doeu. Um dia devagar.
Um Domingo perfeito. Uma toalha no chão.
Um caminho cansado. Um traço de avião.
Uma sombra sozinha. Uma luz inquieta.
Um desvio na rua. Uma voz de poeta.
Uma garrafa vazia. Um cinzeiro apagado.
Um hotel na esquina. Um sono acordado.
Um secreto adeus. Um café a fechar.
Um aviso na porta. Um bilhete no ar.
Uma praça aberta. Uma rua perdida.
Uma noite encantada para o resto da vida.

Pedes-me um momento. Agarras as palavras.
Escondes-te no tempo porque o tempo tem asas.
Levas a cidade. Solta-me o cabelo.
Perdes-te comigo porque o mundo é o momento.

Uma estrada infinita. Um anuncio discreto.
Uma curva fechada. Um poema deserto.
Uma cidade distante. Um vestido molhado.
Uma chuva divina. Um desejo apertado.
Uma noite esquecida. Uma praia qualquer.
Um suspiro escondido numa pele de mulher.
Um encontro em segredo.Uma duna ancorada.
Dois corpos despidos, abraçados no nada.
Uma estrela cadente. Um olhar que se afasta.
Um choro escondido quando um beijo não basta.
Um semáforo aberto. Um adeus para sempre.
Uma ferida que dói não por fora, por dentro...

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Woman at the Well

I am a woman of no distinction. Of little importance.
I am a woman with no reputation, save that which is bad.
You whisper as I pass by and cast judgmental glances though you don’t really take the chance to look at me,
Or even get to know me.
For to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known.

And otherwise what’s the point in doing either one of them in the first place.

I want to be known. I want someone to look at my face and not just see 2 eyes, a nose, a mouth and 2 ears.
But to see all that I am and could be. All my hopes, loves and fears.
But that’s too much to ask for. To wish for. To pray for.
So I don’t, not anymore...
Now I keep to myself and by that I mean the pain. The pain that keeps me in my own private jail. 

The pain that’s brought me hear at midday to this well to ask for a drink is no big request.
But to ask it of me, a woman unclean. Ashamed. Used and abused. An outcast. A failure. 

A disappointment. A sinner.
No drinks passing from these hands to your lips can ever be refreshing, only condemning.
As I’m sure you condemn me now, but you don’t. 

You’re a man of no distinction though of the utmost importance
A man with little reputation at least so far.
You whisper and tell me to my face what all those glances have been about.
And you take the time to really look at me but don’t need to get to know me.
For to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known.
And you know me, you actually know me. All of me and everything about me.

Every thought inside and hair on top of my head. Every hurt stored up, every hope, every dread.
My past and my future. All I am and ever could be.
You tell me everything and you tell me about me. 

And that which is spoken by another would bring hate and condemnation.
Coming from you brings love, grace, mercy, hope, and salvation.

I’ve heard of one to come and save a retch like me and hear in my presence you say, 
"I am he".
To be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known.
And I just met you but I love you. I don’t know you but I want to get to.

Let me run back to town. This is way too much for just me.
There are others, brothers, sisters, lovers, haters.

The good and the bad. Sinners and saints.
Who should hear what you’ve told me. Who should see what you’ve shown me.
Who should taste what you gave me. Who should feel how you forgave me.
For to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known.
And they all need this too and we all do need it for our own.

Thursday, 20 October 2011

The Little Black Book

'My little black book is not that little after all... Surprise! 
It's not that "I've only had two men in my life", not so "I'm not a virgin, but I'm still the wife type".
My little black book has a lot of mistakes, a lot of sleepless nights, a lot of long forgotten names, a lot of crapy guys, a lot of flirting games... Damn! And I remember it all like it was yesterday, from the text messages and phonecalls, to the neck kisses against the wall... And the cheap perfume smell on my pillow. Oh! It was all so wrong! Not to talk about the faked orgasms show, because believe me honey, you wouldn't want to know.
So, so many white pages painted with blood, sweat and tears; and broken hearts drawned in bright red, right next to that boy's name that used to date my best friend... Ah! Those good, old, sweet teenage years when I still believed in my fairytale dreams. No wonder my little black book turned out this big!

You see, there's nothing little about my black book... And there's nothing little about me too. 
I can't give little, I can't cry little, I can't dream little, I can't try little. You take me with my big heart, my extra-large dreams, my super high expectations, my 14- piece- Louis Vuitton emotional baggage, my giant talent for complication... You take the whole package! 

I give you everything because I'm a believer, and at the end of our story, you fuck it all up and make my little black book bigger.'

Monday, 10 October 2011

May I Touch Said He - EE Cummings

may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she

but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome? said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Estar Solteira, Esse é o Meu Lema! :)

Cheers to being single. Drink to that! ;-)

Prayer to my Heavenly Father*

"I don't know how You do it but You make my heart so happy about everything in my life.
I know You had planned my life differently and I may not understand things sometimes but I trust You. Thank You for being patient on me whenever I throw tantrums and thank You for always making me understand and feel happy at the end of the day.
I am aware that I am facing problems right now. I am dealing with it and I am not worried.
I don't know why and I think it's crazy to feel happy when we have this over flowing trials to get through.

Maybe happy is not the right word. Maybe I am calm, confident and excited to see You work on me. It has always been that way; You give us trials we thought we could never survive but there You are, You give solutions, You send people at the right time and things just amazingly fall into place.

I am not going to tell You about my problems, You know it Lord. 
Deal with it, I surrender everything to You. Instruct my heart. Lead me Lord, 
I am ready to walk with You.

Whenever I think about the trials that we've been through together, I just couldn't help it, 
I admire and adore You more. I fall more deeply in love with You. Your love for us is amazing.

Lord, thank You for always being there for me. Thank You for this moment. 
Thank You for Your love. Thank You for guiding me and teaching me how to be patient. 
I know You miss me. I miss You too and I've been longing to have this moment with You again.

Lord thank You for the music. 
Thank You for all the instrumental songs that You always use to lead me to a world where we can sit and talk about random things.

Lord, I love You so much. 
Thank You for touching my heart and letting me walk with You again. You're simply amazing!"

Sunday, 2 October 2011

❤ ❤ I LOVE YOU MOM! ❤ ❤

You taught me everything. Everything you've given me i'll always keep it inside.
You're the driving force in my life.

There isn't anything or anyone
That I could be and it just wouldn't feel right
If I didn't have you by my side.
You were there for me to love and care for me.
When skies were grey.
Whenever I was down,
You were always there to comfort me...

And no one else can be what you have been to me.
You will always be the girl in my life for all times.

Mama you know I love you.
Mama you're the queen of my heart.
Your love is like the tears from the stars.
Mama I just want you to know, loving you is like food to my soul...
You're always there for me.
Have always been around for me, even when I was bad.
You showed me right from wrong,
yes you did and you took up for me.
When everyone was downing me,
you always did understand.
You gave me strength to go on.

There were so many times looking back
when I was so afraid and then you come to me
and say to me I can face anything.
Never gonna go a day without you.
Fills me up just thinking about you.
I'll never go a day without my mama... :)
Loving you is like food to my soul... You are the food to my soul :)

Saturday, 1 October 2011

Bliss, Bubbles, Butterflies and Happiness* :) :)

I woke up this morning, the sunshine was shining. I put on my HAPPY face. 
I'm living, i'm able. I'm breathing, i'm grateful to put on my HAPPY face! :)

Often people attempt to live their lives backwards; they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want, so they will be happier.  The way it actually works is the reverse.  You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.  ~Margaret Young

We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, 
but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.  
~Frederick Keonig

Sometimes it gets tough, 
but I can't give up. 
Just take a deep breath, close my eyes, 
feel the love and give a SMILE :)