Christmas Lights in Richmond, Indiana
Christmas Lights in Richmond, Indiana
See the Christmas lights in Richmond, Indiana, with a video by clicking here.
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La Broma
Mientras que luchar con las almohadas y sábanas,
algo en mi mente no me deja dormir.
Hay un pensamiento que ecos en mi cabeza
como rodar solo en mi cama.
Era algo que usted dijo una vez.
Usted me preguntó si quería saber cuándo fue la
tiempo para que me vaya. Pensé que era sólo una broma.
Sin embargo, la risa ha desaparecido.
Tu espíritu me dejó ayer,
… Y yo soy un hombre actual, más sobrio.
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While I wrestle with the pillows and sheets,
something in my mind can’t let me sleep.
There’s a thought that echos in my head
as I roll around alone in my bed.
It was something you once said.
You asked if I would know when it was the
time for me to go. I thought it was only a joke.
But the laughter has gone away.
Your spirit left me yesterday,
… and I’m a more sober man today.
To read this poem on Spanish, click here.
Don’t forget to send in your vote for the Poem of the Year by December 15, 2009. Submit your vote to contact@eliastobias.net.
Le Trou
Le creux de la connaissance apparaît
sombre et profonde, qui semble sans fin;
un tunnel avec une petite mais
évidente trou à la fin.
Peu de gens le voir à cause
La fosse est couverte d’un voile
de la peur, assombri par des fantômes gris
des superstitions, les mythes et
Contes de l’inconnu.
Ceux qui bravent les nuages
d’indécision et de passer dans
la fosse en général ne reviennent pas,
laissant les ignorants de vivre
Sans le don de la connaissance
et la compréhension de celui-ci.
Pour lire ce poème en anglais, cliquez ici.
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If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
You can listen to the different
styles of songs on the radio.
And you can sing the words
when you are alone at home.
If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
It’s like a religious experience.
You have to feel it in your soul.
If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
You can dance the two step,
or you can just move real slow.
You can wear jeans and such,
but that can be just for show.
If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
It’s like a religious experience.
You have to feel it in your soul.
If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
Name the hits of Hank Williams
and George Jones in a row.
Sometime in your life the Grand
Ole Opry is the place to go.
If you thiink you are country,
well how do you really know?
It’s like a religious experience.
You have to feel it in your soul.
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(Photos by Mike Hall)
Fort Benjamin Harrison State Park in Lawrence, Indiana, offers a variety of scenes to photograph in the fall and throughout the year. A deer feeding looks up after it hears a noise, and Lawrence Creek has an eerie look in the fading sun while trees and a pier are reflected in the Duck Pond.
Videos on You Tube from the World of Words by Elias Tobias tap into the many faces of the poetry blog.
I am -the lights
-the rope
-the properties
-the actor
-the script
-the director
-the curtain
-the stage
I am -a human life.
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Brother Christian Benedict has been a happily married man, but when it comes to women, he may have had to back-track a little to get his woman.
I want to hold you in my arms again
It doesn’t matter if you take this road or that.
All I know is that you need to come back.
You can use your GPS or even just a map
You know that fact is you belong to me,
And I belong to you as a partner of destiny.
There may have been times I was wrong,
But I know you have been gone too long.
It seems I may have won some battles,
But I’ve really just lost the war. All I want
Is for you to come through my door.
I’ve suffered since you haven’t been near,
And these past months seem like years.
It’s really hard to let my feelings show,
And this is the best way for you to know
I want to hold you in my arms again.
Don’t forget to send in your vote for the Poem of the Year by December 15, 2009. Submit your vote to contact@eliastobias.net.
The Between the Lines video series is a monthly news-style presentation with information about the World of Words by Elias Tobias poetry blog. See the December 2009 edition by clicking here.
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Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
Usted no sabrá hasta que vea.
Hay muchas posibilidades.
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
Puede estar lleno de curvas cerradas.
No puede haber lección a ser aprendida.
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
Asegúrese de apagar las luces.
Otros tienen que ver en la noche.
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
No puede haber un descenso pronunciado.
Si usted está perdido, usted podría ser encontrado.
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
El sendero puede borde de un acantilado.
Es un juego para decir: “¿Qué pasaría si?”
Lo que está en el otro lado de la colina?
Siempre hay una manera más fácil.
Algunos esperarán a que el día siguiente.
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