Red’s own story

“And whenever I’m in a situation where I’m wearing the same as 600 other people and doing the same thing as 600 other people, looking back, I always found ways to make myself different, whether it be having a red lining inside of my jacket, having red shoes, it hasn’t changed.”
– Jeremy Irons

“When in doubt wear RED.”
– Bill Blass

 

Red’s Own Story

 

She is the thick

Slick enamel

That covers my nails

A pointer when tracing

Concentric circles

On bare flesh

She is the sports car

Darting along the highway

Hugging the curves

Turning an eye

She is the ripe

Succulent strawberry

Her flesh firm

Yet yielding

Tantalizing dipped in dark chocolate

Suits her best

She is the

American beauty

Long stemmed, heady fragrance

Her tight buds unfurl

Exposing her inner delicacy

We forget the thorns

She is the creamy dark war paint

On my lips

A signature

When and where

I choose to leave my mark

She is fire

On the move

Churning inside

Rising up

Beckoning me on

She is

Passion

 

Bisous,

Léa

Anton Chekhov on the 8 Qualities of Cultured People

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“In order to feel comfortable among educated people, to be at home and happy with them, one must be cultured to a certain extent.”

Cultured people must, in the opinion of Anton Chekhov, one of the most prolific writers ever, satisfy the following conditions:

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Fear is not an option

Originally posted on 20 November 2015 in response to the Paris attacks and in light of the recent verbal assault of Donald Trump in a Country where more than 300,000 die in gun related deaths each year I have chosen to reblog this post. France is proud to be a safe country where the purchasing and owning of guns is strictly controlled. We are also proud that our children can go to school without the fear of dying.

“When adults tell me, ‘I have the right to own a gun,’ all I can hear is, ‘My right to own a gun outweighs your student’s right to live.’ All I hear is mine, mine mine, mine.”  – Emma Gonzales Survivor Parkland Shooting 

Rightful liberty is unobstructed action according to our will within limits drawn around us by the equal rights of others. I do not add ‘within the law’ because law is often but the tyrant’s will and always so when it violates the rights of individuals.”                                                                                                  – Thomas Jefferson

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.” – Victor Hugo

I say I am stronger than fear.” – Malala Yousafzai

fear is not an option

le journal

the internet

telematin

France 24

the word floods

all forms of media

as the body count

rises in Paris

islamic states of hate

(i refuse to capitalize hatred)

declared war on France

i set down the paper

address my laptop

john lennon’s haunting strains

filling my head

nous ne nous rendrons pas

our media is not stuck in

shock and awe mode

nous sommes unis

on with life

Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité

unlike terrorist

skulking about the city

hiding behind masks,

headcoverings, disguises

nous ne nous cachons pas

we take to the streets

le café

le theatré

all life is calling

VIVA LA PARIS

et

VIVA LA FRANCE

bisous,

léa

mirror mirror

If you are ever short of inspiration, I recommend a visit to Creative Bursts for a Writing challenge: One morning, your mirror starts talking to you. Write about this.       – Sandy Ackers at CREATIVE BURSTS: sandy@sandyackers.com

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“It is not what you look at that matters, it is what you see.” -Henry David Thoreau

MIRROR MIRROR

*

like the acidic womb

you were delivered from

i’ve reiterated all your flaws

humiliation feeding your soul

fuelling your tears

shattering your heart

*

no conscience bothered me

so use to reflecting the environment

deceptively, i reflect light

while in truth, shallow, cold, judgemental

shaming that tiny red face

quivering chin

eyes twin faucets of tears

no beauty, no value here

*

believing my lies

you sank deeper, inward

hanging your head

turning from my glare, unaware

lies, judgement come from ignorance

my own blindness unquestioned

you looked for others in pain

focusing on their wounds

helping them heal

*

you have learned

to look deeper

reading eyes and hearts

of others

as i could never do

finding beauty that escapes me

learning to see it in yourself

confident a mirror cannot be

believed on face value

*

bisous,

léa

TBR: A poem of book titles waiting to be read

“A home without books is a body without a soul.”  –   Marcus Tullius Cicero

” If you can only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”        –  Haruki Murakami

“Books are the plane, the train, and the road. They are the destination and the journey. They are home.”                                   –   Anna Quindlen

 

Over the years of blogging, I have seen a few poems built from book titles. Perhaps it is time to try one of my own. To be honest, these represent a tiny tip off the old iceberg and are one of several much larger TBR piles. Please understand, these are only emergency piles that have places of honour about the house and have nothing to do with my library… but one should always have something to read nearby!

 

TBR
TBR

TBR

THE ESSENTIAL KAFKA

A trial by fire leads us to

RUMINATIONS

ON CATS

LE PETIT NICOLAS écrit

LETTRES DE MON MOULIN

ANGELA’S ASHES lie

UNDER MY SKIN

CONFESSIONS OF AN ENGLISH OPIUM EATER

 A prelude to THE DARWIN AWARDS

SAILING ALONE AROUND THE ROOM

Before READING IN THE DARK

THE PARASITES, I won’t mention names

But SOMEBODY LIKE YOU

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Bisous,

Léa

Paix et d’espoir (Of peace and hope)

Today we’re dumping 70 million tons of global-warming pollution into the environment, and tomorrow we will dump more, and there is no effective worldwide response. Until we start sharply reducing global-warming pollution, I feel that I have failed.” – Al Gore

We won’t have a society if we destroy the environment.” – Margaret Mead

Paix et d’espoir (Of peace and hope)

weapons of cowardice

rang out 13 November, 2015

ricocheting across Paris

echoing over France

heard across the world

lives lost – lives forever changed

in each small French village.

city and town

les enfants on planté

un olivier – de pais et d’espoir

we do not forget

symbols of hope – olives

of peace – its branch

l’arbre – biodiversité

un abre pour le climat

children across France armed,

resolute with shovels, spades,

trees, soil, hope and smudged faces

in Paris gathering commences

COP21 (Conférence sur le climat à Paris)

if only they would listen –

hear the children who plant trees,

run in the leaves, delight in the

harvest – the animals that enrich our lives

insects , plants, biologic diversity

the living tissue of this planet

fragile under human assault

what will you do?

what will you say to the children?

bisous,

léa

decay

Technological progress has merely provided us with more efficent means for going backwards.” – Aldous Huxley

Technology… is a queer thing. It brings you great gifts with one hand, and it stabs you in the back with the other.” – Carrie Snow

decay

as a gift

my sons sent me

an apple

it isn’t juicy,

flavourful,

or nutritious

what it is

highly stressful

as with each upgrade

this apple

deteriorates

support services

non existent

unless your are

prepared to pay

what a way to

boost sales

there is more

than one worm

in the orchard

while I implode

at the foot of

el capitan

bisous,

lea

fear is not an option

Rightful liberty is unobstructed action according to our will within limits drawn around us by the equal rights of others. I do not add ‘within the law’ because law is often but the tyrant’s will and always so when it violates the rights of individuals.”                                                                                                  – Thomas Jefferson

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.” – Victor Hugo

I say I am stronger than fear.” – Malala Yousafzai

fear is not an option

le journal

the internet

telematin

France 24

the word floods

all forms of media

as the body count

rises in Paris

islamic states of hate

(i refuse to capitalize hatred)

declared war on France

i set down the paper

address my laptop

john lennon’s haunting strains

filling my head

nous ne nous rendrons pas

our media is not stuck in

shock and awe mode

nous sommes unis

on with life

Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité

unlike terrorist

skulking about the city

hiding behind masks,

headcoverings, disguises

nous ne nous cachons pas

we take to the streets

le café

le theatré

all life is calling

VIVA LA PARIS

et

VIVA LA FRANCE

bisous,

léa

alas…

Oh, I just want what we all want: a comfortable couch, a nice beverage, a weekend of no distractions and a book that will stop time, lift me out of my quotidian existence and alter my thinking forever.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

I must say I find television very educational. The minute somebody turns it on, I go to the library and read a good book. – Groucho Marx

alas…

each journey into

a library or

bookshop

for that book

I must read

NOW

always culminates

with arms filled with

books I couldn’t

LIVE

without – must

have them

IMMEDIATELY

and the eternal list of

TBR’s

has grown significantly

is it a sickness?

my sons don’t understand

it takes another

book lover – the

WORDS

have me under their

SPELL

i shall endure this

ADDICTION

for the rest of my days

my magnificent

OBSESSION

bisous,

léa

Doors

Please forgive my extended absence. There have been numerous computer issues and all are not yet resolved. Lea

What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Never allow a person to tell you NO who doesn’t have the power to say YES.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

If a million people say a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing.” – Anatole France

What others say and do is a projection of their own reality.”                                                                              – don Miquel Ruiz

Doors

everywhere we go

doors are behind us

some loom ahead

as though we must possess

some magical key

to gain entry

there are doors that

we must labor to gain entry

but our toil will be rewarded

some doors left ajar

anyone can access

you are welcome here

other doors remain sealed

regardless of our

sacrifice – slammed

in our faces, without a trial

publicly shamed for

our endeavors

impenetrable is the threshold

of the closed mind

entombed by ignorance, hatred,

control of what

they cannot comprehend

that which frightens – doorkeepers

doorkeepers who prey

on the doors of those

they chose to marginalize,

disenfranchise, condemn

robbing us of the power

of choice – self determination

… life

– Léa