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<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260</id><updated>2024-03-13T13:30:02.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tonisan's Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetry of Felipe Antonio Santorelli
from Venezuela.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default?start-index=26&max-results=25&redirect=false'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-128566700224041376</id><published>2009-07-31T23:24:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:22:43.516-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #999900; text-align: center;">
 
Poetry is the soul of life itself, 
free on its flight, 
it takes us to unsuspected corners 
of impossible countries 
with magic utopia 
or to the raw reality 
of the Hells we suffer 
in agony and silence 
and total self-denial; 
but always with the elegance 
of the one who spills 
his own blood 
from the inkstand of his very veins 
to the desert of the paper, 
flowering it 
completely.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/128566700224041376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=128566700224041376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/128566700224041376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/128566700224041376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-6220873206311572173</id><published>2009-07-31T23:22:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:22:57.344-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Pure thougts</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;">
 
We were traveling 
beyond time and space: 
wing with wing 
flight with flight, 
in a flock of singing minstrels, 
intoning our celestial chorus; 
and the light, serenade and throbbing, 
was flickering solemn 
while guiding our ethereal essences 
towards impossible orbs 
without boundaries or borders.</div><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;"> 
The cosmic universes 
were dispelling before our astonishment 
as soon as they appeared; 
and our furtive and mysterious flight 
was rapid, 
swift and steady, 
a lot faster 
than light velocity… 
We were 
¡pure thought!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6220873206311572173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=6220873206311572173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6220873206311572173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6220873206311572173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/pure-thougts.html' title='Pure thougts'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8294844219455960157</id><published>2009-07-31T23:20:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:23:11.849-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Unfounded gelosy</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">
 
Her smile 
shreds me with caution, 
it hounds me without mercy, 
and then, it tears 
my will up 
perpetually.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">Her serenity 
is so frightening 
that makes the panic spread 
into my cowards 
and insecure thoughts.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">And all the foundations 
of an indestructible passion 
give their way before the jealousy seism. 
Her eyes 
are two destroyers, 
her hands 
are two submarines torpedoing me 
with their ill-fated strokes.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">Her silence is a guillotine, 
how I would like to be telepathist! 
or at least a clairvoyant, 
maybe an inexistent shadow; 
like the sun's shadow 
that always passes unnoticed. 
Yet, finally 
my destine is not the one I want it to be 
but…those circumstances force me throw. 
Where did stay the free will?</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">If really there was such thing 
I personally 
would choose to be a poet, 
a singer, 
an actor, 
a scientist 
or an astronaut.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">I would choose to be born in Sirius 
or in Alpha Centaury 
or in Andromeda, even better… 
I would even choose 
to be born in a super cluster 
so far away from this Milky Way 
that I would never know about her existence.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">Therefore I would not have to forget her 
I could not remember her, 
nor I must go back 
to the inert and sporadic past, 
to the voluminous, vacuous 
and empty past 
that traps me continuously.</div><div style="color: #333399; text-align: center;">My God! 
How many nonsense I am writing? 
Do not answer me, at all…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8294844219455960157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8294844219455960157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8294844219455960157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8294844219455960157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/unfounded-gelosy.html' title='Unfounded gelosy'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-885901263928978792</id><published>2009-07-31T23:19:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:23:36.063-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Homage to Van Gogh</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #cc6600; text-align: center;">
 
The shadow is being forging; 
shadow by shadow 
the light is being creating. 
From the indefinable 
trough the neat, tidy, clean 
and victorious definition 
of a pictorial big-bang.</div><div style="color: #cc6600; text-align: center;"> 
Elemental weft of fractals 
in a cosmic dance 
over the canvas; 
that moves its deformities 
towards alchemist paths 
of redeeming figures and shapes:</div><div style="color: #cc6600; text-align: center;"> 
That is the way the work is made; 
that is the way the master is forged; 
he puts his soul into the canvas 
letting it play with lights and shadows, 
experiencing life and death; 
so that 
pictorial art 
may transmute 
in visual poem.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/885901263928978792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=885901263928978792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/885901263928978792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/885901263928978792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/homage-to-van-gogh.html' title='Homage to Van Gogh'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-7504830337504875669</id><published>2009-07-31T23:18:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:23:54.259-04:30</updated><title type='text'>I am my totality</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #33cc00; text-align: center;">
 
I am my totality. 
If I let see my lights only 
I would be a bad painted picture; 
if I let see also my shadows 
I will acquire poetry, 
perspective, 
projection, 
deepness. 
And it is then; 
and only then 
that I will be all my real truth.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7504830337504875669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=7504830337504875669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/7504830337504875669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/7504830337504875669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-my-totality.html' title='I am my totality'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8427960958244974699</id><published>2009-07-31T23:14:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:24:11.188-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Simply I am</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;">
 
I am just a wounded dog; 
curled up 
at the edge of the road.</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
If you come to heal me 
I will receive you; 
¡suspicious, yes! 
but I will receive you…</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
If you show indifference to me, 
I will stay so tame; 
because you are neither with me 
nor against me.</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
But if you attack me 
I will bite 
and I won't loose!</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
Do I do well? 
Do I do badly? 
Neither well nor badly: 
plainly… 
I do. 
Am I good? 
Am I bad? 
Neither good nor bad: 
simply… 
I am.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8427960958244974699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8427960958244974699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8427960958244974699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8427960958244974699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/simply-i-am.html' title='Simply I am'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-200598691085640458</id><published>2009-07-31T23:12:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:24:26.367-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Epidermal iron bars</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;">
 
This body that lodges me 
-a massive concentration of space-time- 
is a jail, is a prison… 
of epidermal iron bars.</div><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;"> 
If I had been made from star dust, 
if I am a free spirit and a spreaded soul 
how come I have ended so cloistered 
among bones and muscles!</div><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;"> 
How it is possible 
that this inexistent time 
can be my cruel gaoler?</div><div style="color: #ff6600; text-align: center;"> 
I will come back into my mother belly, 
restarting this torture 
when death would reach me 
again, and again, and again…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/200598691085640458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=200598691085640458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/200598691085640458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/200598691085640458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/epidermal-iron-bars.html' title='Epidermal iron bars'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-1163497118681826736</id><published>2009-07-31T23:09:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:24:42.944-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Coeternal time</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #999900; text-align: center;">
 
Today and yesterday 
conjugate as tomorrow 
right here and right now.</div><div style="color: #999900; text-align: center;"> 
Everything is present: 
Time is not lineal at all 
but it is relative.</div><div style="color: #999900; text-align: center;"> 
All is coeternal: 
only the flower that fades 
produces its fruit.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1163497118681826736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=1163497118681826736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1163497118681826736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1163497118681826736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/coeternal-time.html' title='Coeternal time'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-2068192706899478886</id><published>2009-07-31T23:07:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:22:24.241-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Waterfall</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #33cc00; text-align: center;">
 
Pearly waterfall</div><div style="color: #33cc00; text-align: center;">of crystallizable drops.</div><div style="color: #33cc00; text-align: center;">They're always in love.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2068192706899478886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=2068192706899478886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2068192706899478886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2068192706899478886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/pearly-waterfall.html' title='Waterfall'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8479747873076860277</id><published>2009-07-31T23:06:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:25:02.201-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Light, distorted realities</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #00cccc; text-align: center;">
 
Light is a rain 
of microscopical jewels 
that goes painting 
the celestial vault.</div><div style="color: #00cccc; text-align: center;"> 
Light is; then, a snowfall 
of chilly tears, 
that comes swirling a blizzard 
over the canvas of the planet.</div><div style="color: #00cccc; text-align: center;"> 
Oh impertinent, riffraff, 
and fraudulent light: 
Why do you cover the mantle 
of the sidereal orb?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8479747873076860277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8479747873076860277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8479747873076860277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8479747873076860277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/light-distorted-realities.html' title='Light, distorted realities'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-5750929310868084354</id><published>2009-07-31T23:05:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:01:03.577-04:30</updated><title type='text'>My memories about you</title><content type='html'><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">
Inside 
deep inside my skin, 
beyond my organs, 
beyond my cells, 
where the photons of the soul 
agglutinates one another 
forging my understanding: 
Right there... 
I keep my memories 
about you!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5750929310868084354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=5750929310868084354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/5750929310868084354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/5750929310868084354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-memories-about-you.html' title='My memories about you'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-6020466959320362740</id><published>2009-07-31T23:01:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:25:21.004-04:30</updated><title type='text'>The plastic age</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #339999; text-align: center;">
 
Finitude 
established 
by the material life 
into the elemental link 
of the nanosecond.</div> 
 
<div style="text-align: center;">Moribund 
was; four countless ages, 
the intelligence breath 
that loomed up with diligence 
but without resultant; 
until the soldier of the stone 
and the stick had appeared. 
 
 
And the troglodyte, 
already coming out of his hermitage, 
dared to put his foot on another star 
and furious 
almost destroys the world… 
 
 
But the great epopee barely begins 
and, wondering to give as primacy; 
news 
that's already stale; 
I announce the end of finitude 
and the start of eternal youth 
thanks to the genome and its discovery… 
that will be the perfect complement 
for the plastic age.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6020466959320362740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=6020466959320362740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6020466959320362740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6020466959320362740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/plastic-age.html' title='The plastic age'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8023305971781383923</id><published>2009-07-31T23:00:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:25:43.654-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Death in the city</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">
 
While walking from a corner 
I am stopped by the traffic lights, 
there are no cars in sight, 
so I cross the street 
and a truck jumps out from nowhere; 
it is big as a giant monster</div><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">it is ferocious as a Velociraptor 
it is ubiquitous as a god.</div><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">I manage to dodge it 
so, I'm safe</div><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">for now, 
but my blood freezes 
mortally 
with a sharp pain in my left arm, 
and a very strong pressure on my chest 
and my chin…the chin ...</div><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">Obviously, 
I have to die today</div><div style="color: #663366; text-align: center;">in one way or the other...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8023305971781383923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8023305971781383923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8023305971781383923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8023305971781383923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-in-city.html' title='Death in the city'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8624602093379390855</id><published>2009-07-31T22:58:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:26:03.726-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Soulmates</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;">
 
What is this soul that shines within?</div><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;">What is this feeling that cries inside? 
Can it be truth that soul is sexless?</div><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;"> 
One time female and then a male 
and then again... 
again female. 
If I had been so many times 
as man as I may now be seen... 
If I had been so many times 
a girl, a woman, an older mom...</div><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;"> 
How can it be that I don't know 
what is the meaning of your distress? 
How can it be that I don't get 
what are the feelings of your good-byes?</div><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;"> 
Maybe there is another life, 
maybe all men have to be women, 
maybe all women must end as men, 
maybe you'll see from all my pains 
while I'll watch from your big eyes.</div><div style="color: #cc66cc; text-align: center;"> 
Maybe only then we'll understand 
that there is not such kind of thing 
as the great man or the great girl. 
Or maybe we all are kind of them: 
greatest of greatest parts of mankind. 
I do not care if you are not important 
because you are, at least to me.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8624602093379390855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8624602093379390855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8624602093379390855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8624602093379390855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/soulmates.html' title='Soulmates'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-2827426340812410871</id><published>2009-07-31T22:57:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:27:26.907-04:30</updated><title type='text'>My baby</title><content type='html'><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">
 
The column of bluish smoke 
rises to heaven 
fine and ethereal</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">critical and useless 
as my fateful heaviness also does.</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Today I was everywhere 
tired, exhausted, 
I asked</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">I insisted 
I continued 
I persisted 
without result.</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Another day without work, 
without money for bread, 
without milk for the baby, 
without pacifists silences, 
with fights and dislikes; 
I am better going to the bar! 
if I get drunk she does not say anything, 
she is afraid of me 
when I am drunk, 
she quivers when feels my breath ...</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Yeah, I will better go to the bar, 
I'll take a few wedding dressed beers 
and 
I'll forget all the matter about employment.</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">But, wait! 
I have no money, 
How can I pay for the drinks? 
I do not pay them 
somebody drunk enough will bid them to me 
if I'll take conversation out of him 
and we'll chat about women or soccer.</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Yes, I am going to the bar better, 
and I will forget about the employment 
about that mad woman of my wife</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">about the annoying weeping of my baby...</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;"> 
My baby!</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">My beautiful baby...</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">No, I'd better go back home</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">And I'd take the cascade of reprimands</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">and then I will go to sleep,
so I'll get up very early 
to seek for a work 
in order to give the milk to my baby</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">My baby!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2827426340812410871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=2827426340812410871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2827426340812410871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2827426340812410871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-baby.html' title='My baby'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-500670817982397641</id><published>2009-07-31T22:55:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:27:49.869-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sobs</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;">
 
Sob, 
corroded tree, 
uprooted, 
cloudy and lonely .</div><div style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;">Sob, 
destiny without conscience, 
everlasting cloister, 
unfinished poem 
of dying verses.</div><div style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;">Sob, 
arrhythmic palpitation, 
clandestine hollow, 
quiet seed 
of dew's drops, 
in short: 
hardly; 
only 
a timid 
sob.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/500670817982397641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=500670817982397641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/500670817982397641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/500670817982397641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/sob-corroded-tree-uprooted-cloudy-and.html' title='Sobs'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-6982324268605135836</id><published>2009-07-31T22:53:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:28:12.379-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Last supper</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">
 
I open the door 
and:</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">What a vision! 
As an ebony statue,</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">she is 
perfect, 
seductive, 
curvilinear, 
and sensual-</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">I get paid by hours: 
She says. 
All right: 
I answer her while slobbering myself. 
This one will be an unforgettable night.</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">She slowly gets naked;</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">appetizingly.</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">Dribbler of me, 
I am watching her 
while a pair of antennae</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">springs from her temples</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">as long as towers;</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">and from her mouth</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">a pair of fangs sprouts:</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">Pointed and sharp.</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">I know</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">that I will die this daybreak,</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">but:</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">What it matters?</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">Who cares!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6982324268605135836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=6982324268605135836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6982324268605135836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6982324268605135836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-supper.html' title='Last supper'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-4084093414644053583</id><published>2009-07-31T22:52:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:28:45.745-04:30</updated><title type='text'>My life is gone</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;">
 
My life is dark and black and sad: 
It’s just as dust, without a lad. 
It’s like a dream that never fades 
or like a sound that always wades.</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
My life is gone, forever now. 
I do not know the why, the how: 
It fled, escaped, it ran away 
as madness shaped or like a prey.</div><div style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;"> 
My life had vanished long time ago 
without permission, it took my soul 
and went chasing my false illusions 
before my death, after delusions.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4084093414644053583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=4084093414644053583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/4084093414644053583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/4084093414644053583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-is-gone.html' title='My life is gone'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-364651440210039182</id><published>2009-07-31T22:50:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:29:10.961-04:30</updated><title type='text'>The trident</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">
 
The moth-eaten blouse covers the breasts 
of the world, that is desperate to reborn 
among the ashes and the mud 
forged by gall and venom.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">The mouse-eaten trousers wrap up the purple 
buttocks of the swelled up dishevelment 
in the middle of the sea, above its algae.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">The world is a rubbish cask, 
it knocks out stars and suns with its strong fetidness; 
the constellations are vomiting 
and the galaxies are nauseated.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">The sulfur acid is part of any rain; 
it is the rain itself! 
There are no beaches without cans and bottle peaks 
they are not beaches without them! 
Ozone; the stratospheric king, 
cries out for mercy before the guillotine 
that approaches implacable.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">Thousands of fishy corpses float over sea. 
Thousands of multicolored birds stop warbling. 
Life beings of the world are selling their souls to the devil.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">But, who is the devil?</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">I feel a tail sprouting from my back, 
I feel two horns sprouting from my forehead, 
and between my hands, I feel a trident.</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">I feel a trident.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/364651440210039182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=364651440210039182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/364651440210039182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/364651440210039182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/trident.html' title='The trident'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-6758985900557610531</id><published>2009-07-31T22:49:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:29:37.302-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">
 
Sometimes, 
I would really want to trust you, 
to trust a little 
in your pride of Swiss watch. 
Pleasure or displeasure, 
I would almost retry, 
fall back, redo my steps.</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">But then, 
there is that thread of pain, 
that drop of boredom, 
that tiny fear of having my heart hurt 
again...</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">But then, 
the invisible sidewalk does not exist, 
and; if it does exist, it can't be seen, 
and the songs are not listened at all, 
nothing can be heard on the top of the sky 
when I kiss you.</div><div style="color: #009900; text-align: center;">There is no sound track 
as in American movies. 
There is neither firework, 
nor bell ringing, nor angels chores, 
and the soil under my feet does not quake 
when I kiss you, my love. 
Heart of who knows whom!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6758985900557610531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=6758985900557610531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6758985900557610531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/6758985900557610531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-5856525109164048571</id><published>2008-02-14T08:16:00.005-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:30:02.494-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Help me finding myself</title><content type='html'><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #6600cc; text-align: center;">
 
Somebody help me<o:p></o:p> 
I need to find myself,<o:p></o:p> 
I know it has to be somewhere<o:p></o:p> 
that part of me that is not here;<o:p></o:p> 
that only God acknowledges where<o:p></o:p> 
is it, where, where, where?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p style="color: #6600cc;"></o:p>Somebody help me<o:p style="color: #6600cc;"></o:p> 
finding that inner stranger<o:p style="color: #6600cc;"></o:p> 
that looks just like an ngel<o:p style="color: #6600cc;"></o:p> 
and wants a world of peace<o:p style="color: #6600cc;"></o:p> 
and asks for a world of love.</div> 
 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I need to beleive in mankind 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5856525109164048571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=5856525109164048571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/5856525109164048571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/5856525109164048571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/help-me-finding-myself.html' title='Help me finding myself'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-1215221421765327504</id><published>2008-02-14T08:07:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:31:15.046-04:30</updated><title type='text'>I, myself</title><content type='html'><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #006600; text-align: center;">
 
I was born on a pile of drums<o:p></o:p> 
that were making noises all around my dreams.<o:p></o:p> 
I was born under a magic tree<o:p></o:p> 
that was full of apples and pears and berries<o:p></o:p> 
that were giving nursery to my famine at least.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #006600; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>I was disbanded and torn apart<o:p></o:p> 
by a herd of predators when I was still young;<o:p></o:p> 
too young to understand, too childish to react.<o:p></o:p> 
I was lost, I was frightened, and I was abused<o:p></o:p> 
without a hope of mercy or peace or truth.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #006600; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>I was what I was.<o:p></o:p> 
I am what I am.<o:p></o:p> 
I will be sunshine<o:p></o:p> 
that opens its way throw the darkness.<o:p></o:p> 
I will be a fresh stream<o:p></o:p> 
that appears and ignites and lets be.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p style="color: #006600;"></o:p>I was the last one that is death.<o:p style="color: #006600;"></o:p> 
I am the new one that’s alive.<o:p style="color: #006600;"></o:p> 
I will be the renaissance <o:p style="color: #006600;"></o:p> 
of myself: a golden bright<o:p style="color: #006600;"></o:p> 
that arises in the smog. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1215221421765327504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=1215221421765327504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1215221421765327504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1215221421765327504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-myself.html' title='I, myself'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-1525684015102620147</id><published>2008-02-14T08:04:00.003-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:31:51.443-04:30</updated><title type='text'>A kiss is just a kiss.</title><content type='html'><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;">
 
-But, it is just a kiss!<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>A kiss is just a kiss;<o:p></o:p> 
an overwhelming piece<o:p></o:p> 
of very inspiring peace.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>A kiss is full of pleasures<o:p></o:p> 
that has the greatest kindness<o:p></o:p> 
to give the brightest madness<o:p></o:p> 
of living among treasures.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #3333ff; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>This kiss that makes me shines<o:p></o:p> 
is surely the most divine<o:p></o:p> 
event of my lifelong.<o:p></o:p> 
Your kisses make me strong!<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p>A kiss is just a kiss? <o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
maybe it is<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
a bit of sky at great full ease;<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
a claim of stream<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
that makes me dream;<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
a link that freezes<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
and makes me squeezes<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
above your beauty;<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
like it is a duty<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
to love your world<o:p style="color: #3333ff;"></o:p> 
of songs and bells. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1525684015102620147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=1525684015102620147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1525684015102620147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/1525684015102620147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/kiss-is-just-kiss.html' title='A kiss is just a kiss.'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-8271741766512650793</id><published>2008-01-31T15:21:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:36:32.869-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Your lips.</title><content type='html'><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;">
 
Inside the bloodstained sunset<o:p></o:p> 
of the <st1:place st="on">Caribbean</st1:place>'s afternoon,<o:p></o:p> 
two burning mountains<o:p></o:p> 
are kissing each other...<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>Thus, your lips are born.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>Fire over fire…<o:p></o:p>
Flame against flame…<o:p></o:p> 
Kiss that ignites and illuminates my darkened soul.<o:p></o:p> 
For you I would burn myself,<o:p></o:p> 
until my ashes, <o:p></o:p> 
and even farther on…<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><o:p></o:p>Inside the incinerated sunset<o:p></o:p> 
of the tropical afternoon<o:p></o:p> 
two passionate mountains<o:p></o:p> 
hugs each other...<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p style="color: #cc0000;"></o:p>Thus, your lips are born.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8271741766512650793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=8271741766512650793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8271741766512650793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/8271741766512650793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/your-lips.html' title='Your lips.'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562612781392832260.post-2117772434235748266</id><published>2008-01-26T12:55:00.002-04:30</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:50:04.512-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Marry at ease.</title><content type='html'><div align="center">
 
Give me a big hug 
 with your arms made of flower 
 while we are taking a shower 
 and I will be your frog. 
 
 Give me a giant kiss 
 with your lips made of berry 
 while; I enjoy your being merry 
and I will marry you at ease.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://feedvalidator.org/check.cgi?url=http%3A//tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><img alt="[Valid Atom 1.0]" src="valid-atom.png" title="Validate my Atom 1.0 feed"/></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2117772434235748266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562612781392832260&postID=2117772434235748266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2117772434235748266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562612781392832260/posts/default/2117772434235748266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tonisanpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/marry-at-ease.html' title='Marry at ease.'/><author><name>tonisan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16006487256573056576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_ab756iUWTVyuuFd3UG6ouYieEIHcIRb6927a45FCz-PutfVCGKlOF2wyfqMNttKIylWchfLDLj30YR5x_wFTEEh7Azasq5qx13_c2fEyJ36YySbW9rvT9mQnvH1Wg/s220/y1p4FpEQ-5HsZ_CCCJw-J7rXyCuGz8t6BLMxnbyfEhIaIVZSvkqC2PyL5tRMf_2_WuxuyHmZfGuLuk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

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