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V.P.T. Digital Paintings and Poems

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Times Love
The sun Leaves minglewith the yellow,and
stealsome light from itBut Time lovesfluffy
sparrows,brings autumn in,frees leavesV.P.T.

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Inside The Sunlight
Have you ever seen the sun when it is dying
behind the autumn branches glowing white
Have you been trapped in your soul crying
Have you ever, for no reason, cried
Have you loved so much, so honestly, so fully
Have you wanted to give yourself away
Have you ever needed someone really
Have you ever trapped in sunlight stayed
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THE FALLING LEAF
In early winter, when the sunshine mist
goes thick, like is the fog on mornings next,
dense, as if life has scattered its most precious
gist,
dispersed in sunlight, showing its very best
When people plunge into this sea,
like into their condensed hopes own,
a leaf comes off an old tree
and spirals down to the ground
This yellow, nonchalant leaf,
descends into a good heart, giving
compassion, understanding, feeling,
and music for all poets living

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The heart sees beauty falling off,
and yearns to help it, with strength, up
Hearts lovely courtships humble song
is played in sounds stifled wise
Then, startled, the heart feels the fall,
accepts the danger of a break,
be rid it will, but there rolls
the loveliest leaf which cant escape
In the finale, scared, played,
is that half-pitying, resigned part
which lets the autumn shred its wealth
enlightenment leaving for the heart
V.P.T. 23.11.2003

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Hiding
A swallow sleeks like an arrow,
uncertain, chasing, on the sky
The sky is hiding from the mountain
its blue cant match the seas by right
In it, the autumn felt is early
Below it, just rustling breeze
No tree crowns give a sign of moving
Just air cool hangs in between
Upon the wet path, people walking,
All speaking in their own tongues

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The bared by the rains roots old
hide their reluctance to be steps
Profusion of grass, herbs, alongside,
hide insects and the mole holes
The violet blooms on their tall stems
dont smell like mint, dont prick like thorns
The raspberry bushes hide the nettle
that stings the picking probing arm
The suns behind a cloud petty
The shades whiff off the coming night
A layer fresh of pebbles hiding
will run down with the first downpour
The pine trees, weary of green light,
are drooping as if for support

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The bowing trees hide they are not keeping
the waterfall from the sunshine,
and that their branches overhanging
are drinking from its moisture fine
A bridge is hiding its sighs honest
and lets the river active pass

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The rivers singing its songs, poems,
to hide its digging down cuts
A mossy boulder dividing
the river into two streams hides
the fact that both streams will be finding
each other in the shortest while
A bend that promises rest, stopping,
is hiding the straightforward race
Moraines hide under waters sliding
their slippery unsoaked face
Everyone is hiding something
V.P.T. 12.08.2006

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Autumn
In a momentum of its inspiration,
the Autumn Early dipped its fingers
in paints natural, still green,
and splashed the slopes with the figures
of trees and leafage on life keen
Then with a brush which for whitewashing
was used, it blurred the sky-clear blue,
then with its palm, the coming-going
new roads cleared for its routes

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In a momentum of its integration,
the Autumn Ripe whiffed at the sight,
made sunrays merge and mixed the colours,
sent cars and lorries on a drive
Then Autumn Late came in the picture
and made all take their opposite hues,
the negatives of blue and white, green,
the negatives of driving smooth
Then Autumn Late was honoured, chosen,
to hand the world onto the spring
The winter'll be somehow over,
all winters rushed are, through, unseen
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The Indian Summer
The Indian summers now over,
past last unthoughtful playful fits
Mens heads are still upright, though lower
The Crazy, to her life, still speaks
To spy on time, her diarys written
To prove its might, the sun bores holes
inside the leaf-shred autumn willow,
but cannot fight the birch in gold
The day cant stand the thought of cold,
still fresh, but cool now in the wind
The night is furious, an old
deceived, cheated, mate a fiend

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Theyll reconcile the light and darkness
Theyll get together through the frost
Theyll meet and, like with truthful partners,
from day to night, the cityll cross
A long, long time will pass in sleeping
or in adapting to a loss
The day and night will part unheeding
how fussy is the Cold Boss
The cityll wake, the Crazy speaking
to her life and to her next step
The hopeful lot will be here living
expecting Indian summers next
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Autumn 1999
It's autumn, and the leaves have grownmuch
more in number as if ageand colours different
on showoutnumber passed in splendour daysIt's
autumn, leaves of brown and yelloware fluttering
inside the lightThe sun, descending, sends its
glowto touch the carpet on the pathIt's autumn,
fading with soft fingersthe dowry of the
springThe river only, cold, lingersinside its
bed, and its songs sings
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Afresh
A fresh trace here the autumn's lefta
footprint on the yellow pathThe leaves have
fallen in contestfor speed and colours
life-real, fastThe sun is scattered in lights
denseof different sized and shaped
sun-fractionsBehind the trees leaf-bared,
braced,the lights are seen, but not the
branchesDowntown, one tall pine tree's
trappedin its hair set of weedy plantsas if
the autumn's green, live, nethas dropped, to
calm, its urgent heart

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Some strays, a pack, are squatting
downinside the middle of the roadand barking,
chasing, running roundthe cars selected by some
codeAnd, slowly the sun descends
The day's now shorter as is usual
The strays have, with the time passed, changed
and are now guarding their people
The people of a similar lot,
drab in their dress and ragged in prospects
The pack of strays, unfed, uncaught,
at dawn, will start afresh their contest
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Seasons In The City
How is your mother? he was then asked
Im roaming in search for jobs
Nobodyd told him that, at lifes dusk,
alls settling, and he matters not
At dawn, when growths on and busy,
their hearts will hope for a start
all peoples hearts, all, like his, freezing
with desperation in sunlight
The seasond changed inside that small street
The trees had grown tall and strong
The leaves of autumn flew light, easy
No season is forever long
Its only then that people look up
to see from where splendour comes

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The slight wind puffs the carpet living
The rustling musics for the ground
In spring, no one will see leaves growing,
for peoplell aim to grow, too
The groundll be all water-spotted
to balance any hope-filled mood
In summer what will matter most
will be the shade the trees can give
No one will look up at their crowns
Hard-working peoplell flee and live
In winter, branches white with snow
will be no comfort for those cold

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The street will be a track snow-covered
with frozen, and tramped-down, hope
How is your mother? he was then asked
Im roaming in search for jobs
Nobody told him that, at lifes dusk,
nobody matters but lifes lots
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A WHITE ROSE
The poem of a roses heart
was somewhere in the setting sun
A rose white, a tender bud
was peering to drink loves wine
The sentence first was of importance
It had the key words of a life
Your spring has definitely options,
your summers hot, your autumns dry
Rose, love is something too momentous,
as unexpected as a gift

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Your winter, to your colours added
what no other flower needs
The poem of a roses heart
was somewhere in the setting sun
The rose white, a tender bud,
was peering to drink loves wine
It blossomed, and the night kissed it
Too late it was, it was too early
The blossom, deep in its heart, hid
to write its most beautiful poem
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AUTUMN 2004
The old trees log, again, is young,
with blooms of mushrooms white and fresh,
as if its heart and its brain wise
can tell the story of its age
The trees in colours and in height
reach up, for last, to kiss the blue
and condescend to let their gold
spread on the path in happy mood
The brook is clear over sand
The bridge is good and sleeping dull
The birds that in the branches sang
have hidden in this seasons calm

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Nobody seeing the suns brightness
can guess the reasons for its shine
The path is taken, passed, and out
of every daily plan or line
The autumn is confined in shyness
with limited donated means,
with its own strangeness to its quiet,
with own mirrors for its deeds
How long it lasts, it doesnt know
Until its tired of itself
Until it bends its cheers low
Until, to winter, takes the bend
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Winters Mid-Season
Mid-season time for a transition
from changes tough with strong results
to coming out- hushed, initial-
from uniform, snow-covered sites
All reasons get brushed as belonging
to the prosperity that hid
in former wealth, to give new longing
for claims on the spring-time field
The bridge between the toughest seasons-
the autumn and the spring thats next-
now sees the years whole existence
tossed over in mid-winters hands

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The winters luck is in possession
of time, of aims, ways- all bleak
At both ends stands the same recession
and tucks the year underneath
A heap of snow rises slowly-
the cold needs to see the sun-
and on the top, mid-seasons showing
the very best of winters loves
Mid-winters time- at its back splendour,
ahead- all hope, though young
Beneath the heap of snow melting,
a whole new year gathers strength
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Illusions
The bridge which leads across the river
is silent on this fact- it spans
one stream that, with its partner, split up,
and only half has done of plans
A table lonely, worth compassion,
made of the halved of felled trees,
is in between two wooden benches-
no matter who comes, he will leave
The river running, running down
is white with light, with bubbles, glee
Somewhere further, somewhere round,
it will be just more water clean
A fletching young, stepped on its long legs,
with beige and brown on breast frail,
is pewing its call to the forest-
the sound evens head to tail

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The slope is a perfect mount
of light green beeches, dark pine trees-
the ridge is dark, the tops touch clouds
which seem they can, but cant be reached
A birch is almost on the suns face-
a tree so tall, a tree so strong,
its stem so bare of old branches
that had to dry, and had to fall
Some tiny yellow leaves are flying-
unique upon a summer day
Some weeks, and in the autumn coming,
all leaves will, under trees bare, lay
An opening, wild with its beauty,
and with its blossoms, and its green
A bee is working hard and cutely
for someone else to eat its meal
Illusions fine on days of plenty,
forever in the mountains view
Illusions shattered hourly, daily

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AUTUMN 2006
The summers tempers were a good fill
of heat exasperating to plans, feelings
Now autumns here- hurried, skilled
in catching- in its moods- the city
The last of summers wish to grow
was given out in free treats-
its alms of coins small paved roads
that recognized achievements, feats
Those who stayed in the summers city,
all through the sunlight and the storms,
are now hurrying, have no pity
for their aims unreached and old
Those who took rest, were somewhere out,
are looking for new links
The time and weather of the summer
sigh, scooped in autumns cool and brinks

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On sidewalks, cyclists cautious wind through,
pedestrians compete for land,
suppliers carry ladders long, tramps brood,
and mothers push their babies prams
The street is blocked by cars and work trucks
The crossroads lights blink green or red
The movement is upon the sidewalks
The still is on the roads face
The quarters of the new old city-
for their people growing, longing-
attracts cars, trucks, and tempers, feelings
while teaching patience and belonging
The wave of change- felt, feared, promised,
is sweeping its length and its depth
The city, which cant travel bodily,
welcomes now next, more hustled, days
The first of autumns treat is offered-
the herald yellow leaves join winds
The winds heap them to help the sweepers,

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A WONDERFUL DAY
The day is ripe with autumns quiet,
and sunny with the aging summer
A Sunday restful for the towns,
and full of guests fuss for the country
Extremes are sticking to jobs, spots-
some to the light upon the fields,
some to the shades in their homes,
some are to balance with their needs
Some hearts yearn for a little change,
but their minds warn of conditions,
and they go on to see the end
from which on choice has no limits
Extremes are sticking to their plots-
some to trips fine, some to restrictions
Their hearts yearn for a change, a swap,
but minds warn of confirmed positions

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.Extremes are sticking to old scores-
to victory, or to defeats pride
Of change of luck, their hearts do warn,
but their minds yearn of their next flights
A wonderful day, charming, free
No chance to have a like-it day
Those who have no place in it
are missing nothing of the play
The day is ripe with autumns quiet,
and sunny with the aging summer
A Sunday restful for the towns,
and full of guests fuss for the country
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THE SEASONS OF THE DAY
The sun is conquering the night and its own
morning-
a separate identity huge on the roofs
The citys taking shifts in moods, in fates, and
traffic-
like its own birds is flocking in its broods
The sky is spotless, misty, dainty
The combers of bins team in their art-
ones emptying the contents upon the pavement,
one guards to fight off the remarks
The buildings facing east are glorious
Those facing west- in hope, praying, wait
The suns rays- visible, like in a forest
The suns face- dark and glow-framed
The golden leaves have gathered under their trees
The grass is frost-glazed seeded dandelions loom
The mountain beyond, like a white iceberg,
half-seen
and half snow-free, like a shadow of nights room

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.Soon, as the sun withdraws like children
punished,
the day accepts a season new
The grass gets lush and green, a springs grass,
consuming autumns melting charm
The day is half-way on its short path,
and tired of its own frowns
Some dandelions yellow blossom pretty,
the old ripe white heads bend in seek
The crows shun the midday city
and sweep, in groups, from tree to tree
The skys remote white clouds hanging
to separate the people down
from the eternity defending
the notion of a heaven fine

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. Cold light, smoke, mist, form a compound
which drives inside the city homes
Loud-silent time ticks in the souls
of mens and womens job-set lots
The day is short, but balanced too well-
like elegant, intelligent, good-mannered, art
So perfect is the day with all its seasons
that it repels and keeps apart
Last nights sun- sliding, red, and ripened,
is past, but memories see it

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The dusk, last night, was light, warm-hearted,
with doors of light and life in it
Tonight the city must find shelter
The rain will fall until the dawn
The season next will come and settle-
seen on the frosty mountain tops
The day will sleep in slumber old
Mens heels will sleek in womens mood,
and womens will drum on the stones
like marching soldiers over dew
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What Winds Do
When life applies its common zeal
to teach the people their places,
what people have, is what they feel,
what others have, is dreams and laces
What people see, they shun, admire
What poets feel, is poems mornings
Before the winter conquers, dire,
the autumn winds come in with warnings
A window high looks far all round,
and knows that the world is huge
A window nearest to ground
will watch the seasons, and will choose
The window tall will feel the weather,
will judge the misty mountains heights,
will drip with rain, with fear tremble,
will bake inside the sun and light

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The window humble will watch the winds
that shake off leaves and fruit ungathered,
will wonder, and the distance meet
to reach the branches overhanging
The early wind before the autumn
will groom the trees, will dust their products,
will rough the seas green-blue, remote,
will whirl lifes bits to litter corners
What one can see, one is describing
Imaginations webby stores
are elegantly waiting, trapping
lifes views against its whitewashed walls
The wind of time is blowing round,
the vines grapes ripen for the birds,
the distant waves are huge and proud,
the autumns sending warnings first
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A Pessimist
The moon is still there, full and smiling,to
welcome, glowing, the sunriseIn windows three,
the suns faces shiningStill more and more burn
in cold lightOf its own moisture, the sky is
riddingand formulating its excessSmall clouds
hang upon the city
a threat at this view fine addressedThe city
humps, gloomed by the clouds,by rain its
washed, by winds its driedA star peeps in, a
seeing eye nowit measures its place and its
timeBetween the grey hair of complianceand the
eyed-haired street extreme,
between defeat and its reluctance,and angry
hatred mens live stream

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What if, upon a sudden notion,some growing
heart decides to build,a chance to give to work
and caution,to make high walls of stone and
brickThe higher up the building goesto see
beyond the streets and men,the further round the
strict watchmansees from the top of this fine
placeWhat if the heart, upon its notion,decides
to beat its best love tune,instead of echoing
alone,to ask in all the hearts and groans
For need to see, some windows open
then doors to enter and to leave,guards to
fend off unasked intruders,then fences, gardens,
rooms and feed
Those who cannot give some good praisesto
hearts love tune or its home finecan go to some
different placesand try there to beat, or to
chime

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.The people airing achievement,afraid the lazy
will assesshow many lag or have false
feelings,and who dares say hes failed
tests,meet people changing good environmentor
searching for chance to succeed,they pass those
whose choice is enjoy lifeand even men content
they meetOn holidays, men seen are wanderingto
see if groups are organized,some seen are all
alert and probingfor trouble from the groups
despised

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.Some say that men, like frogs, have own pools,
and rules spread to the whole bog,
in seas there are some different rules,but
then wed be fish, and not frogsA pessimist has
found his treasure,involved, involving, hate and
fright,he instigates the scenes adventurous,and
books pathetic, inexhaustibly, writes

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