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Flower Reborn (In Pedrógão)

Flower Reborn (In Pedrógão) Stubborn; As only a woman knows how to be. Knowledgeable; As only a Goddess knows how to be. Feminine and beautiful among the black of death, reborn, alive, dependent on strength and not on luck. Beautiful is your strength that gives color to the Morning. Sunrise agape renewing Hope. And the wind packs it, shrouded in gray dust, that everything around him contemplates her Dance. It is she, the Flower, who rises on the mountain, Again, to prove that, who sowed her, was right  ... To prove that a Goddess looks at us from the front: without fear, despite the lifes the wind took.     Continues at http://synchchaos.com/ by Rui M. Notes: Pedrógão is a locality in Portugal were 64 people died this June during a wild fire. this and other poems in a new book "Pieces of Hope" (in English, Portuguese and Spanish) for more info about the book contact synchchaos@gmail.com

Summer Sun

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  The sun is very inspiring to write... As a result we decided to post here a photo of the sun in Lisbon, this August.   Hope you enjoy. Have a nice writing.  

With the death of Mr. Jerry Lewis...

The world lost a poetic comidian... Jerry Lewis: The Total Filmmaker (trailer) with French subtitles  

Without lyrics - Milos Karadaglic - Danza del Molinero ("El Sombrero de Tres Picos")

An example of music without lyrics. Pure guitar. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCKxKXo_LUo

Alfama - Pedro Moutinho ft Mayra Andrade

 

Moon River - by Henry Mancini

 

The Chainsmokers & Coldplay - Something Just Like This (Lyric)

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FM7MFYoylVs   Lyrics:   I've been reading books of old The legends and the myths Achilles and his gold Hercules and his gifts Spiderman's control And Batman with his fists And clearly I don't see myself upon that list But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss Just something I can turn to Somebody I can kiss I want something just like this Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Oh, I want something just like this Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Oh, I want something just like this I want something just like this I've been reading books of old The legends and the myths The testaments they told The moon and its eclipse And Superman unrolls A suit before he lifts But I'm not the kind of person that it fits She said, where'd you wanna go? How much ...