From the Wave
BY THOM GUNN
It mounts at sea, a concave wall
Down-ribbed with shine,
And pushes forward, building tall
Its steep incline.
Then from their hiding rise to sight
Black shapes on boards
Bearing before the fringe of white
It mottles towards.
Their pale feet curl, they poise their weight
With a learn’d skill.
It is the wave they imitate
Keeps them so still.
The marbling bodies have become
Half wave, half men,
Grafted it seems by feet of foam
Some seconds, then,
Late as they can, they slice the face
In timed procession:
Balance is triumph in this place,
Triumph possession.
The mindless heave of which they rode
A fluid shelf
Breaks as they leave it, falls and, slowed,
Loses itself.
Clear, the sheathed bodies slick as seals
Loosen and tingle;
And by the board the bare foot feels
The suck of shingle.
They paddle in the shallows still;
Two splash each other;
Then all swim out to wait until
The right waves gather.
Tarde quente 02/21/2009-02/21/2010
"Love is the only bow on life's dark cloud.
It is the Morning and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody, for Music is the voice of Love. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of the wondrous flower -- the heart and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is Heaven and we are Gods."
~Robert G. Ingersoll~
♪♫♫ We Are Free Now ♪♫♫
It is the Morning and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody, for Music is the voice of Love. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of the wondrous flower -- the heart and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is Heaven and we are Gods."
~Robert G. Ingersoll~
♪♫♫ We Are Free Now ♪♫♫
President Barack Obama meets with His Holiness the Dalai Lama
It is very important to generate a good attitude,
a good heart, as much as possible. From this,
happiness in both the short term and the long term
for both yourself and others will come.
~Dalai Lama~
a good heart, as much as possible. From this,
happiness in both the short term and the long term
for both yourself and others will come.
~Dalai Lama~
sleeping beauty
At the christening of a long-wished-for princess, fairies invited as godmothers offered gifts, such as beauty, wit, and musical talent. However, a wicked fairy who had been overlooked placed the princess under an enchantment as her gift, saying that, on reaching adulthood, she would prick her finger on a spindle and die. A good fairy, though unable to completely reverse the spell, said that the princess would instead sleep for a hundred years, until awakened by the kiss of a prince and true love's first kiss.
Happy New Year - I am vacation - Hawaii !
This is a the place I call home away from home. The Big Island of Hawaii is the place I call home.
A ronda do chimango
"I call that mind free which jealously guards its intellectual rights and powers, which calls no man master, which does not content itself with a passive or hereditary faith, and receives new truth as an angel from Heaven."
Wishing each of you a day of kindness and full of laughter and smiles!
Wishing each of you a day of kindness and full of laughter and smiles!
Originally uploaded by billiefromthebeach is catching up slowly!!!!!
Are we friends,
Are we not.
You told me once, but I forgot.
So tell me now and tell me true,
So I can say I'm here for you.
And if I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
I'll give the angels back their wings,
And risk the loss of everything.
Just to prove my friendship is true,
Just to have a friend like you.
Verão
This is the King of all Kings. The most gorgeous red I
have seen yet. A beautiful sunset red glowing in 3D. Beautiful,
passionate, intense red.
Iayayam Yamaiay :)
Happy Valentine's Day, Eduardo to you and your family.
Aloha from Hawaii,
Moanalani :)
have seen yet. A beautiful sunset red glowing in 3D. Beautiful,
passionate, intense red.
Iayayam Yamaiay :)
Happy Valentine's Day, Eduardo to you and your family.
Aloha from Hawaii,
Moanalani :)
Froggy!!I need your vote Flickr friends. I'm in a contest at The Nature Conservancy.
Froggy!!I need your vote Flickr friends. I'm in a contest at The Nature Conservancy.
Originally uploaded by JRIDLEY1
I am a frog
I live under a spell
I live at the bottom
of green well
And here I must wait
Until a maiden places me
on her royal pillow
And Kisses me
in her father's Palace
The story is familiar
Everybody knows it well
But do other enchanted peopoe feel as nervous
As I do? The stories do not tell,
Ask if they will be happier
When the changes come,
As already they are fairly happy
In a frog's doom?
I have been a frog now
For a hundred years
And in all this time
I have not shed many tears.
I am happy, I like the life,
(When I have hopped to the river)
Can swim for many a mile
And am for ever agile.
And the quietness,
yes, I like to be quiet,
I am habituated
To a quiet life.
But always when I think these thoughts
As I sit in my well
Another thought comes to me and says,
It is part of the spell
To be happy
To work up contentment
To make much of being a frog
To fear disenchantment
Says, it will be heavenly
To be set free
Cries, Heavenly the girl who disenchants
And the royal times, heavenly,
And I think it will be.
Come then, royal girl and royal times,
Come quickly,
I can be happy until you come
But I cannot be heavenly,
only disenchnted people
can be heavenly.
~ Stevie Smith~
American Bald Eagle
"The fierce beauty and proud independence of this great bird aptly symbolize the strength and freedom of America, and we shall have failed a trust if we allow the eagle to disappear.
~President John F. Kennedy~
~President John F. Kennedy~
SOLO
What a beautiful man Jose is. This photo dedicated to me is just one of his many special talents as a photographer. My gift is to have done his portrait for him. I will place it here in my blog. The song will be here as well. Thank you Jose, you truly are a beautiful man with a warm and kind soul. Much Aloha and love, Moanalani K. Roquette :)
♪♫♫ HOME ♪♫♫
♪♫♫ HOME ♪♫♫
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I counted every single one in Portuguese!
1 um
2 dois
3 três
4 quatro
5 cinco
6 seis
7 sete
8 oito
9 nove
10 dez
11 onze
12 doze
13 treze
14 catorze
15 quinze
16 dezasseis
17 dezassete
18 dezoito
19 dezanove
20 vinte
21 vinte e um
22 vinte e dois
23 vinte e três
24 vinte e quatro
25 vinte e cinco
26 vinte e seis
27 vinte e sete
28 vinte e oito
29 vinte e nove
30 trinta
31 trinta e um
32 trinta e dois
33 trinta e três
34 trinta e quatro
35 trinta e cinco
Iayayam e Yamaiay!
1 um
2 dois
3 três
4 quatro
5 cinco
6 seis
7 sete
8 oito
9 nove
10 dez
11 onze
12 doze
13 treze
14 catorze
15 quinze
16 dezasseis
17 dezassete
18 dezoito
19 dezanove
20 vinte
21 vinte e um
22 vinte e dois
23 vinte e três
24 vinte e quatro
25 vinte e cinco
26 vinte e seis
27 vinte e sete
28 vinte e oito
29 vinte e nove
30 trinta
31 trinta e um
32 trinta e dois
33 trinta e três
34 trinta e quatro
35 trinta e cinco
Iayayam e Yamaiay!
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The Aloha spirit is felt worldwide through our President.
How lucky we are to have him share it worldwide.
How lucky we are to have him share it worldwide.
Descendo o rio....
"The unique personality which is the real life in me, I can not gain unless I search for the real life, the spiritual quality, in others. I am myself spiritually dead unless I reach out to the fine quality dormant in others. For it is only with the god enthroned in the innermost shrine of the other, that the god hidden in me, will consent to appear."
~Felix Adler~
~Felix Adler~
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