POETRY

LAO TZU, IT IS SIMILAR TO DRAGON: He rises in the sky, on the vapor and wind

“Animals running you can take with the fishnet; those that swim can be taken with the pot; those who fly it can break down with arrows; but the dragon do not know how to grasp: it rises into the sky on vapor and wind. Today I saw Laotzu, is similar to the dragon! “ Http://www.amazon.it/Tao -yourselfers Ching-Lao-Tsu / dp / …

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UNITED COLOURS OF ABC’s – The ABC’s are attitude, behavior and communication skills. No matter how old I get, I’m still gonna mentally sing the abc’s to see which letter comes next.

A – Accept: Accept others for who they are and for the choices they’ve made in spite of their beliefs, motives or actions. B – Break Away: Break away from everything that stands in the way of what you hope to accomplish in life. Believe in yourself. C – Care: Care about others. D – Decide: Decide that you’ll be …

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UNITED COLOURS OF WINE – In vino veritas. In wine is truth

SHORT ABC ABOUT WINE – A: Titus Maccius Plautus: Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words. B: Robert Louis Stevenson: Wine is bottled poetry. D: Paul Tillich: Wine is like the incarnation – it is both divine and human. E: Alexander Fleming: Penicillin cures, but wine makes people happy. F: Latin Proverb: Without bread and wine, love goes hungry. G: Galileo …

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UNITED COLORS OF CHILDHOOD – The gardens of distant lands motionless, where, between sobs, blooms trust.

OPEN ARMS – U. Bellintani: I ran in the gardens with open arms to encircle universes, in little and nothing, of spaces and butterflies. SONGS AWAY – C. Rebora: Sung song Cradle, while declines down. HORSES WOOD – A. Heinzelmann: I had in the hands the lever of Archimedes, when I galloped on wooden horse, towards the star of Andromeda …

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UNITED COLORS OF IDENTITY – Perimeter of emotions and twilights, flies in the trash and fireflies flashing

BORDERS – M. Fortunato: I do not know what my features, nor the exact perimeter of the emotions. INFINITI OTHER – PF D’Arcais: It is recognized, one of the countless other “one”, to him equal in dignity. BEING OTHER – SR Becher: Fear is having a thought. Fear that, with this thought, we can no longer continue to live, as …

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UNITED COLOURS OF “SOMETIMES” – Sometimes, it is the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination

INVISIBLE TO THE EYE – H. Jackson Brown, Jr: Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. DARKEST OF DARKNESS – Phoebe Snow: Sometimes when you’re overwhelmed by a situation – when you’re in the darkest of darkness – that’s when your priorities are reordered. HIDDEN WITHIN – Anurag Prakash Ray: Sometimes we hurt ourselves more than anyone …

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UNITED COLOURS OF MADNESS – The absurdity dozing in the cradle, holding up a finger to the sun.

SURRENDERING – E. Jabès: The house of the crowds dozing in the cradle, that the hands of the nurse are swinging. The house of crazy swings, the trees, the leaves hide – ON THE TOPSOIL – E. Verhaeren: Growing nonsense, like a flower fatal, in the soil of the senses. I want to go into madness, and his alone. FOOLS …

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UNITED COLORS OF THE PAST: With bright or dark horror joy, dancing in the grass seeds made of flesh

ROOTS OF HEAVENLY – Li-chi, the Chinese text: All things have their roots in the sky. The man is rooted in his ancestors. JOYFUL DANCE – R. Carrieri: We find ourselves in the ancestors, as slaves of a dance. We repeat the arrogance, and a joy with no hope. INDELIBLY OBLIVION – T. Hardy: I’m the face of the family. …

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UNITED COLORS OF BODY: Keep the skin, his tunic, under the tent eyelashes, flying the divine wind

SKIN – P. Valéry: What is it, deeper, in the human being, is the skin. ALI – William Blake: The eternal body of man is the imagination. EYES – A. Blok: Under the tent eyelashes, the eyes appear nightly campfires. CAPTIVITY – Lope de Vega: I am neither good nor evil to me, but I said my understanding, that a …

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UNITED COLORS OF MOON: Light it rests, caught in the river, while rough and murky, daffodils reaps silver

ITS – By E. Cetrangolo: Go to the formless, light, something in the wind on the water. LATEST – By J. Milton: Last stands between the dense clouds, the moon, regally boundary, marking the world resting, the silver light of the tunic. IMAGE – In TE Hulme: Entangled height provided with strings of large mast, hangs the moon. What seems …

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