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Music Haiku

 

Music, Reflection of Soul.

It grows in your veins, high and low.

Stairway to heaven

 

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Feeling of Immortality - Poem by Monique Lucy Weberink

Feeling of Immortality - Poem by Monique Lucy Weberink

As promised another powerful poem by Monique Lucy Weberink at present in Spain with lots of inspiration....

 

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A Soul Inside - Poem by Monique Lucy Weberink

A Soul Inside - Poem by Monique Lucy Weberink

Edwinno is really proud to communicate a new and lovely poem by Monique Lucy Weberink. And trust you will enjoy it. Hope to be able to offer you more works by Monique soon.

 


 

 

 

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Why don’t you show your true face now
For once lower the wooden painted mask
I beg you to show me your teardrops
All I get is a lonely sounding sough
 
I admit when you do I might run scared
Your face forward straight and open wide
With eyes as window holes without the glass
It happened right after you no longer cared
 
Shadows growing on the walls and floors
The room gets dark and a struggle starts
Its following me and freaking me inside out
Paranoid trying to escape via narrow doors
 
Personal private sufferings took control
You committed suicide of your inner self
I know noble thoughts are fighting inside
just figure out whats wrong with your soul
 
I want to run away from you for good
To be the one who ditches you hard
Make you feel the same pain and anger
Being the girl who did what she could
 
Taken your passion and your freedom restrained
Trying to break your soul free from its cage
Bittersweet deep down up till its solid core
but the key to unlock is all that maintained
 
I am forced to lie, but do whatever it takes
Shorty said, exactly that and not a bit more
Every wise man should know himself to be a foul
To save you even when it takes till day breaks
 
Its made from paper so there is nothing to destroy
Only delineate it to get it back to the surface
Writing memories down with different colors of ink
Red curves for our love and black words to deploy
 
Watching the ink lines getting sucked dry
I just elegantly reclaimed my true soul mate
You are not going to take me down again
If erasing is the only option, I wonder why
 
Then that is what I will do.
 
Monique Lucy Weberink
 
February 2012
 
 

 

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Femke Rameijer ~ More Intuitive Poetry from the heart

Femke Rameijer ~ More Intuitive Poetry from the heart

Femke Rameijer embarked on the road less travelled and is applying herself in authenticity and self, as in I AM. Living in France since 2004, mother, entrepreneur and also expressing herself in poetry on intuition and being authentic in self. Edwinno is happy to publish some MORE of her poems from her book "Intuitive Poetry from the Heart". 
 

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Femke Rameijer ~ Intuitive Poetry from the heart

Femke Rameijer ~ Intuitive Poetry from the heart

Femke Rameijer embarked on the road less travelled and is applying herself in authenticity and self, as in I AM. Living in France since 2004, mother, entrepreneur and also expressing herself in poetry on intuition and being authentic in self. Edwinno is happy to publish some of her poems from her book "Intuitive Poetry from the Heart". 
 

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Secrets of a Restless Mind ~ Monique Lucy Weberink

Secrets of a Restless Mind ~ Monique Lucy Weberink

Monique Lucy is a poet, mixed media artist and entrepreneur. She studied Italian Literature specializing in Magical Realism and Philosophy. She is born in the Netherlands but currently residing in Antwerp, Belgium.

Monique uses her Art to express personal feelings and worldly subjects that are related to the unconscious mind. Her art is all about emotions and feelings - loss, fear, depression, passion - things that can not be easily understood. We are proud to publish her contribution to Edwinno for the sake of Simplicity...

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Monique Lucy Weberink

Monique Lucy Weberink

Monique Lucy is a poet, mixed media artist and entrepreneur. She studied Italian Literature specializing in Magical Realism and Philosophy. She is born in the Netherlands but currently residing in Antwerp, Belgium.

Monique uses her Art to express personal feelings and worldly subjects that are related to the unconscious mind. Her art is all about emotions and feelings - loss, fear, depression, passion - things that can not be easily understood.



Monique realized that one of the great challenges for any artist is how to be able to make a living as an Artist so she founded


 

Passion of Art is an online Artist Art Gallery to help artist better promote their works.

Her favorite quote is one one made by Bernard Shaw:


"Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable"




Edwinno is proud to announce a new creation by Monique about Simplicity in her view and context ~ coming soon and at the right time for all!


 

A LITTLE ONE'S FIRST ENCOUNTER ~ MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK


 

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Today you are full and so very bright
Little sparkles reflected on the water

Washed onto the shore by current high tide
Just me there as its sole spotter
 

I can feel an air flow on my arms
A cold heavy shiver takes control
Its new to me but has its charms
Only warmth from some burning coal


Present high above this beach today
I am sitting here in the clammy sand
You once again decided to have it your way
Making this tiny pieces stick to my hand


Its dark everywhere so late at night
Small creatures finding their ways
Your magic always feels exactly right
Exactly described in numerous essays
 


Mystic light high up in the sky
You are there, over and over again
In the spotlight, that is why
When the time is right, that is when
 

You want me to focus, watch you, and only you
I am not alone here, its us that enjoys
We talk and laugh, that is what people do
Not able to break your spell with our noise
 


So far yet you are so close you are to me
As if I can pluck you right out of the sky
I like to, trust me I tried, didn't you see
I feel attracted to your magic, that is why
 

Completely quiet, silence all evening long
Except for what is washed ashore
As if they know its here where they belong
They are everywhere but you want me to ignore
 


And then sometimes you try to hide
Not much to go for but some fluffy cloud
Those beams of light make the night exactly right
And I understand you, which makes me proud
 


We eat away the melted marshmallows
A bit burned by the wild moving flames
Dancing like the movement of sounding cellos
The adults around me making no claims
 


A dot moves along crossing you in its spaceflight
Traveling to its destined path in ideal alignment
High up in the sky like a running knight
Your face shines light, and shows some excitement
 

Smiling or sad, who knows how you feel
To me you are a magnificent sight
A drawing in the sky, it looks surreal
Only to vanish again at breaking daylight


But its good to have you near
I'd hope to see you again tomorrow
I'll be waiting for you to appear
You turn darkness into an inspiring fresco
 


But I am only 8, and my holiday has come to an end
We will see each other again soon, my mystic friend


 

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Edwin Ronald Zwart
This fills my heart with joy. Thank you so much.
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This fills my heart with joy. Thank you so much.
MAE ELIAS Monique Lucy Weberink
24 November 2010
Monique I'm really comfortable in this site because I can see that your art is being frequently visited and is fantastic around here. If I Habar your visual art say that the gamma is the most beautiful blue that I saw in my life if I talk about your poetry, I just have to say that is still outstanding. I AM SO PROUD OF YOU AND ALWAYS I SAY: YOU ARE GREAT
MAE ELIAS Monique Lucy Weberink
24 November 2010
Monique realmente estoy muy a gusto en este sitio porque puedo ver que tu arte esta siendo muy visitado y se ve fant{astico por ac{a. Si debo habar de tu arte visual digo que la gamma de azules es lo m{as hermoso que vi en mi vida, si debo hablar de tu poesia solo debo decir que sigue siendo extraordinaria. eSTOY MUY ORGULLOSO DE TI Y COMO SIEMPRE TE DIGO: ERES GENIAL
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