Lo and behold A purple miracle in the clay pot Vanished in an instant are Evil landscapes and Nauseous thoughts Drowned in its dreamy beauty my Eyes and aching soul bathe and Rest ©2015 Irina Di...
Silence I can hear my own breathing In the dark of the night Thoughts dancing the Eternal Dance The dance of whys and ifs in the whirligig of my mind Images of Innocence of childhood joys...
This tragedy hit me really hard. I had to stop watching the news. The terrorist attack on the Twin Towers in 2001 threw me into deep depression. My GP recommended then I stay away from TV news at...
https://irinadim.com/2014/07/22/mh17-tragedy-sunwinks-20-july-2014/
Tired, Tired is my soul No dream or goal Although the sky is bright The little cloud pure white The sun is warm This autumn morn Wake up, wake up The magpie sings Come on, I’ll cheer you up ...
The Black Spectre has cast his tar-like cloud Over her purple head, purple with misgivings And positioned a heavy millstone on her bruised chest She can hardly breathe Such is the weight of her d...
Sing a Song of Love when the Warlock Beckons When my spirits sink too low The warlock’s on the prowl, I know His scheming dart could tear my soul apart Rejoice he does in his evil deed Spreadin...
https://irinadim.com/2013/10/02/sing-a-song-of-love-when-the-warlock-beckons-tercetonine/