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Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

Your Thought Of Art And Poetry

Please feel free to drop by and leave your thought, your art, your music, your poetry, or whatever you wanna share. Enjoy your life and your art. Thanks for dropping and leaving your footprints on this thread . Have a restful day and night.

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Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

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The Sorrowful Autumn
(Specially written for my friend artist Fred Jinkins)


Summer is drifting further away
leaving behind an adoring sensation

Autumn is coming
and
creating
a confusing moment
as the breezy wind rustles inside tree canopies
when it’s blowing colorful leave.

White cloud forms a mournful headband on the sky
during the long funeral;
in
which
it grieves for the dying summer.
Hot and dried weather would be fully buried
under layers of soggy leaves and rainfalls.

As if it were yesteryear,
farewell footprints
from the last Fall
still
could be seen
on the olden trail.
Somehow it arises inside my inner self
a wild-wild dream of strolling around on the lost path again.

Life in exile is always as painful as it would be
I often feel as if I were a dying leaf
drifting
very far away
from the main branch
of my former homeland.

My emotion has been entwined like a tangled roll
that would have ever been undone
to its original norm
and form
again.

08-9-2917
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet
www.papercollage.ca




Triste Automne

L'été dérive plus loin
laissant derrière lui une sensation adorante

L'automne arrive
et
créant
un moment confus
alors que le vent souffle dans les auvents
quand il souffle des feuilles colorées.

Le nuage blanc forme un
bandeau de deuil
sur le ciel
pendant les funérailles longues;
dans
lequel
Il pleure l'été mourant.
Le temps chaud et sec serait entièrement enterré
sous des couches de feuilles empilées et de pluies.

Comme si c'était autrefois,
empreintes d'adieu
depuis le dernier automne
encore
pourrait etre vu
sur l'ancien sentier.
D'une façon ou d'une autre, elle se pose à l'intérieur de moi-même
un rêve sauvage de se promener sur le chemin perdu à nouveau.

La vie en exil est toujours aussi pénible que ce serait
J'ai souvent l'impression d'être une feuille mourante
dérive
très loin
de la branche principale
de mon ancienne patrie.

Mon émotion a été entrelacée comme un rouleau enchevêtrement
cela aurait été annulé
à sa norme d'origine
et forme
encore.

08-9-2917
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet

 

Bill Tomsa

11 Months Ago

In the southwest autumn is welcomed
It signals a time of cooler weather

A time to enjoy the desert outdoors
It signals a time that's always better.

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Bill Tomsa

https://billtomsa.blogspot.com/

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

Nice to see you dropping by, Bill. Have a restful evening, my friend.

 

Bill Tomsa

11 Months Ago

Thank you my friend and same to you.

 

VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

Hello my friend, good to see you here again amongst us and for a start, I just feel it important to post a quote from my collection of quotes.
This one resonates so much for me, it is about art, life, love.............and, shall be back soon with more to share...........thanks for the thread.
Always glad to share art, life, love, with you. I might add another to this post in the way of Art.........mine, of course, lol..............VIVA


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VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

As to sharing Art...........hope you like this: it has the most visitors, and is my favourite, too.................................

one of the quotes I chose for this, in the description........................



"I'll dip my brush into the sunrise, and the sunset, and the rainbow. " ~ Robert Browning to Elizabeth Barrett.


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Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

Good morning my dear friend Vivian. Thank you very much. It's nice to see you dropping by and leaving the quote and your awesome painting. A nice day and a restful weekend to Tom, Vivian and everybody.




An echo to y painting Rainbow Clouds



Hope

What's going down must go up
sooner or later
for
sure.

The sun always comes out after heavy rain;
we might see the clear sky
with a beautiful rainbow
in full spectrum
of
colours.

So long as we keep our hope intact,
everyone one of us will see the bight sunlight
after many days
in
the dark.

09-9-2017
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet
www.papercollage.ca



 

VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

Thank you, Viet..........I find your thoughts so uplifting........and am honoured to have inspired you..............We see the light, it is, fantastic.

 

Natalie Holland

11 Months Ago

Nice to see you, Viet!

Sharing one of my favorites quotes.......Follow your heart but take your brain with you. - Alfred Adler

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago



@ Vivian: How is the weather in Sidney, my friend?

@ Natalie: Long time no talk. Nice to see you dropping with your favorite quote, my friend. I think when you follow your heart, you'll lose your brain. Have a restful evening.



 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

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"You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear." ~ Oscar Wilde



An echo to the quote by Alfred Adler: "Follow your heart but take your brain with you."




No Logic in Romaine

She prefers to take the brain with her,
whenever, she follows her heart
on the path
of
romaine.

Alas, it’d be totally worthless;
simply, ’cause, there’d be absolutely
no logic in love
for
the brain
to comprehend.

As soon as, she falls into it;
her mind is blind;
her heart is lost
she’s drowned
deep
deeper
deepest
‘til she hits the bottom of the ocean o’ love
and gets stuck there for the rest of her life

It's nearly impossible say good bye;
unless, she wanna get out of it
with
a troublesome mind
and a shattered heart.

09-9-2017
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet
www.papercollage.ca

 

VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

Viet, the weather, ahhhhhhhhhh Sydney.............it is already balmy in daylight, still chilly at night, and DRY.........I give thanks.............considering the weather worldwide...........
I pray for the wellbeing of our fellow humans enduring nature's 'gifts' to remind us of how powerless we really are..........the lions know.
Here's a weather image for you from my main street in beautiful, ritzy Mosman, just north of city centre, across the Harbour Bridge...........a recent photo.........
an Aboriginal name of the Whale..........The Aboriginals were our 'first' settlers 40,000 years ago!


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Viet Tran

11 Months Ago

My dear friend Vivian. Thank you very much for your reply. You're lucky to live in Australia - a rich country with abundant natural resources. I love Aussies's romantic accent.

I’m poetically inspired by your comment "I pray for the well-being of our fellow humans enduring nature's 'gifts' to remind us of how powerless we really are..........the lions know.".




Pollution: How Would We Deal With It?

It’s up to us to take whatever best
for us and for our own lives.
no one would dare
challenge
us.

Why would they would care?
unless,
we’re
their loved ones.

So
go ahead
keep praying
if you truly believe in God,
who knows
He might help you cope with your own mess.
or
you
would do
whatever make you feel at ease
from the cluttered rubbish which we've dumped around our own home.

I myself believe
I’m the one
who has dug up my own hole
I
must
fill it up by myself
if I wanna get out of it.

It time for us to stop polluting:
the air we breathe,
the food we eat,
the water we drink,
the space we live in…

What the heck are we waiting for?
Let’s do it together
in our own way.
you pray;
I act.

10-9-2017
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet
www.papercollage.ca

 

Peggy Collins

11 Months Ago

Katz
they have crazy eyes
that shine like devils in the dark
They leave their mark
on my innards
in ways i can't describe

Dogz
they have hopeful eyes
that beg you to love them
I never want to leave them
on this plane or the next
they are my favorites

papillon dog art

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago



Nice to see you here, Peggy. Thank you for your poems: Kats and Dogs. . Victoria's sky is clearer, because we have got some rainfall in the at two days. I hope the wildfire smoke would have been cleared up in your area and you would breathe fresh air too.

 

Peggy Collins

11 Months Ago

Hi Viet. Yes, we got some rain yesterday finally and it might happen again today so the smoke has cleared away. We've had about three weeks of smokey skies here on the Sunshine Coast. We really need more rain though, don't we? I just went for a hike and the air is intoxicatingly fresh for a change.

 

VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

Thanks, Viet, for your insightful response to me, and I think your words.............
"
Let’s do it together
in our own way.
you pray;
I act. "

should/could easily be the mantra for all humanity.

 

Kenneth Agnello

11 Months Ago

Viet,

My thought of the day is I am glad you are back with the thread...was wondering how it disappeared. Glad to see your return! Keep the writing and poetry a'coming.

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago



Good evening EVERYONE.
Thank you very much Peggy, Vivian, and Ken. I appreciate your dialogues that make me feel connected to the outside world.

@ Peggy: Happy to hear that the air quality on your Sunshine Coast is much better now. In Victoria, the sun is back today and the atmosphere has becoming little bit murky by the end of the day. According to the local weather forecast, it'll be sunny in the next two weeks. Therefore, we may breathe the badly smokey air again.

@ Vivian: The world, we live in, has increasingly drifted apart. It is too far to build any bridge between the left and the right. Anyway, you and i won't be here to witness the doomsday of mankind. I think we'd better take the best of each day, don't you agree?

@ Ken: Nice to see your dropping by my thought-provoking artist. The past has gone, wouldn't it be better to leave it alone? In addition, it seems impossible to predict what would be in the future. Let's celebrate this instant moment, my friend.

Enjoy a restful evening,

 

VIVA Anderson

11 Months Ago

Good advice, Viet......thank you.
I'm glad to see Kenneth back, too.

 

Karen Newell

11 Months Ago

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Embracing a Dream

I met her
in a dream
last night
where
our hearts
began to heal.

A sacred needle
of peace
strung
with infinite love
patiently began to sew
the scars
of our long separation.

Karen Newell
9/11/17

 

Marlene Burns

11 Months Ago

MY only contribution to this thread will be to sit back and luxuriate in your words, Viet, that scream across miles with such quiet truth.....

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago


Good morning all. Thank you Vivian, Karen, and Marlene. Your conversations have given me a good feeling of having human touch with you.

@ Vivian: Go with your comfy flow, my friend. Don't take my lousy advise, otherwise you might end up in a ditch -lol.

@ Karen: Long time no contact. Interesting to read your nice poem and viewing your new artwork. I hope to read more.

@ Marlene: You're a very talented artist. Each time, you drop by, you inspire me by your creativity. It makes me think of how I could bring my poetry to your creative level.

A Note to my friend Ed Meredith: I hope you are safe and sound while Irma is pounding on Florida. Take care, Ed.

Enjoy your day, my friend

 

Viet Tran

11 Months Ago



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True Love Has No Sex

She is very attractive,
Her eyes are in deep blue
as the color of a mystic sky
in
one of van Gogh’s paintings.

Her gentle nature makes her
a perfect female
the best dream
of
every man.
He feels very relaxed in his trouble-free time with her.

Unlike his former relationship with other females,
he falls in love with her
purely
from his heart
without any sexual desire attached.

He enjoys putting her on his lap,
running his fingers through her hair
to sense the softness on her neck
while
listening to her moan
of purring in orgasm…

After going through hell from different failed relationships,
he has totally lost trust in women
in general.
so
he can only rely on her
he has never considered her as a pet
but a trustworthy companion for the rest of his life


11-09-2017
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Tran
www.papercollage.ca

 

Jim Taylor

11 Months Ago

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Late Bus

I saw you waiting for that bus
the one that is always late
in between a dream

you looked so patient
as you let the wind caress your hair
I thought I heard some tires moan
or maybe the breeze through the trees

I hope your safe in the night
on that bench alone
hoping your bus arrives soon
under an old street lamp like moon

Jim Taylor 9/10/2017

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VIVA Anderson

20 Days Ago

Whispering from the sidelines of 'watchers' to say, am here, am inspired....am so glad you all contribute,
Thank You.
Cheers, V.

 

Ed Meredith

19 Days Ago

Good one Jim... Yeah, being a repairman is a tough gig... i just put tinker on my resume... lol

I lover your voice Viv... Whisper away


Here's my half-thought voice at 4AM.


Precious Mirror

i give you fair warning
this story has no beginning
middle or end
and tells of inquisitive men
who waste their days perishing time
in seeking the depths of their mind
each level deeper than the sleeper
could ever imagine without distraction
delving into dreams of memories
to old to be their own
reflected

ed meredith
30 July 2018

 

Jim Taylor

12 Days Ago

Thanks to you Ed and everyone else keeping this thread going.
Although no one can guarantee when they may appear. Or not...…


Coming home tonight


I sat here waiting for the cows to come home
gazing to the horizon
waiting watching
with just my thought scenes running by
stirred with last nights dreams
no cows though
they must be in another pasture
perhaps that one I don’t know
the Smokey sunrise was trying to find it’s way
with my reddish orange image reflected with it


oh yes
here they are
I knew they would come home
beauties with nice udders
some cinnamon
and the black and whites
how beautiful the browns can be

each with a pretty little chicken
riding on it’s back
the chickens will be roosting here tonight
as the sun fades


James 8/6/2018

 

Maria Disley

8 Days Ago

Beautiful scene Jim. :)

 

VIVA Anderson

8 Days Ago

Thank you, Ed. What an irony: I typed a reply, all about 'silence' and 'whispers' and how they affect me, and guess what?
I was silenced! By my own hand/tremor: I clicked I know not what, and my post disappeared, and got logged out, too.
Now, if that ain't a 'sign', what is !
But.......heheheee.......I don't stay silenced for long, b/c I find silence debilitating, and have to raise my own voice, if necessary,
even in a whisper , if need be............so: this is an image I 'borrowed' from a post to me, which included it along with words about
silence.....all en pointe here,now,today,everyday.......my Whisper................

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Hi, all, Maria,Ed.,Jim.....Viet......

 

Ed Meredith

7 Days Ago

Hi Maria!


Nice one Jim... all i can say is

chickens and cows
chickens and cows
now what could be more perfect
than piggy-back chickens
riding cows...

lol

 

Ed Meredith

7 Days Ago

Good recovery Viv… your Silence and Whispers gave me two quick thoughts:


Whispers

i had been silent for almost a week before i uttered a word
shocked by the sound of my own whispering voice
i spun to see who was behind me shouting

no one was there

i tried to remember what i had said
but it was gone
that one time sound
off into the aether never to be found
or repeated

so i return to my silence
listening to music of the universe

**********************
A Senryu of Silence

silence of the mind
lost in the chatter of self
missing everything


ed meredith
11 August 2018

 

Kevin Callahan

7 Days Ago

I love them all. I especially like the image of each cow with a chicken on its back. Priceless.

 

Maria Disley

7 Days Ago

Well I can hardly believe, though I shouldn't, not for me, how moved I was by all this silent talk. The power and sometimes destruction, of a kind, of silence. I know we have covered this topic many times over the years, but for some reason, maybe because I have felt a few moments myself these days, I am inclined to write.

Kids gone
just me and him
laughing at the same things
repeating the same histories
disagreeing about everything
and there's plenty of fuel in the news for that
he agrees, I disgaree
he wants to put things right,
I bite my lip, not in the mood for arguments
though they can make a good fire
make you lean on the mantle of it, like my father used to
and reflect, find some balance. Search for truth, some morsel of moral
Then they whisper of deleting words from past novels
and my soul withers to ash, almost, The idea of obliterating Gorky's apprenticeship
makes me feel quite sick.
I go all quiet, knowing the minority, empathetic though I am to it,
in many respects, will overule,
and then George Orwell really will turn in his grave, murmering Fools!
next will be the brush, which speaks a thousand words,
Don't let them ruin the brush, dry up the paint
until it is like an echoing mind, like a blank canvas never to be stroked
craving to be caressed with expressions straight from the soul.
Where whispers seem strange and just about discernable
like an old scratched vinyl on the turntable.
I'm all for moving forward into the sound of the future
It's sometimes those slyest of fingers softly touching the keys
that often unerve me.
When your own whispers find a voice outside of yourself
I think its saying something more powerful than you can imagine
like Paint! Which dries like a fossil unchangeable over time.
One unchangeable vision...maybe...just maybe
If we lose our voices in the sometimes, lovely strange, litter of modernity
there's one consolation,
We still have artists
Those that paintspeak, create and record in colour, line and dimension
and whose whispers are The Word.







 

VIVA Anderson

7 Days Ago

Me,too, Kevin......cheers.

This "talk" of silence..........strikes a chord so deep in me. Why, you don't ask? Because from the beginnings
of my memory, I have been told to 'shhhhhhhhhhhhh'..........It's just that I'm irrepressible......I don't even have
dark,down days where I can't speak........I know others who 'do'...and

THE SILENCE DEAFENS ME !.........and, am never silent because,
those voices in my head, omg, they never stop talking 'at' me..............................sigh

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Thank you, dear Maria.............I just KNEW you'd understand.......................

"there's one consolation,
We still have artists
Those that paintspeak, create and record in colour, line and dimension
and whose whispers are The Word. "


and, thanks also, to Omar Hafidi, whose response to my art, is inimitably visual by his 'words'........an Artwork in itself.........

............

 

Maria Disley

7 Days Ago

She said it so eloquently in her lilacs
So loud in her blues
so perfect in her pinks
and velvet browns
Her painting made me want to dance in some long casablanca dress
to the whirls of colour
and call out through its white cornets
irrepressed by the whispers in the black darkness of its unfathonable background

 

VIVA Anderson

7 Days Ago

My brother, Donald, used to caution me, but I never obeyed...

" Stop laughing" , he'd say, " or you'll be crying later"....

Crying now.........but.................tears of joy...

Thanks to you, dear, poetic, simpatico, Maria...my Friend xxxxx

P.S.......Connected beyond our ken.........fact is....CASABLANCA is Omar's fav City.....
I miss him very much, deep in my soul......he has a darkness now, sigh, not of his
own making.............

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...

 

Maria Disley

6 Days Ago

That's really strange, me mentioning Casablanca, of course I meant from the movie, but still, strange. I have not heard of Omar before, is he a friend of yours?

 

VIVA Anderson

6 Days Ago

He's listed in FAA Search..Artist..as Hafidi Omar !
While he was here, we connected....he's brilliant,unique,lovely sweet poetic....happily married,etc,etc....
He spoke to my Art....his words were songs.....

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VIVA Anderson

6 Days Ago

Just a thought.....from my Quotes that Resonate:..............



'"Imagination is the only weapon in the
war against reality."....Lewis Carroll...
"Alice in Wonderland"©

 

Brian Wallace

5 Days Ago

I never cared for "Alice in Wonderland". ;)

 

Ed Meredith

5 Days Ago

Brian, a possible interesting note:

After reading Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Queen Victoria, having loved the book,
suggested that Carroll dedicate his next book to her! And so, his next work;
An Elementary Treatise on Determinants, With Their Application to Simultaneous Linear Equations and Algebraic Equations,
was presented to the Queen... perhaps not quite what she’d had in mind… lol

 

Brian Wallace

5 Days Ago

Funny Ed!

Wasn't it Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland", that was written based on a dream he had?

 

Maria Disley

5 Days Ago

Think I have only ever read the first couple of chapters Brian, but promised myself to read the whole thing when I realised it was more than just a kids fantasy journey. It is forever being referenced by serious writers. How about reading it and comparing notes??:)

 

Kevin Callahan

4 Days Ago

We have early copies of Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking-glass, they have the most amazing illustrations so we keep them out on display This is the cover to my book of poems. I print each one at home and assemble by hand for family and friends.

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Brian Wallace

4 Days Ago

Maria - I know this will seem absurd to you but... I hate to read. I'd rather see a movie than read a book. I'm more visual oriented than word oriented. I've often wished our society was telepathic, so I wouldn't have to bother speaking. lol... I've always been a terrible speller and have to look up many words before typing them in these threads. Now that I'm up there in years, words don't come to me nearly as easily as they once did. I'll start a sentence and be preoccupied with what I want to say next while pausing for long periods before I finish my sentence. I'm alone 99% of the time and don't have much practice talking... so much so that when I do go to speak, occasionally my mouth just doesn't open. I'm an extreme introvert anyway and was quite amazed at eventually developing training material and instructing classes during the latter part of my career. So... although the thought of reading a book to compare notes is a nice thought, it's not going to happen on my end. Apologies, but I'm just not into it. I think I make up for it in my passion for variety although not liking to read is one of my biggest regrets. I am the way I am and I think that's the way it was meant to be regardless of my feelings about it. :)

 

Kenneth Agnello

4 Days Ago

Brian...you write that you are not word oriented...reading your commentary, I think you do fine with words. Do not underestimate yourself.

 

Kenneth Agnello

4 Days Ago

Brian...you write that you are not word oriented...reading your commentary, I think you do fine with words. Do not underestimate yourself.

 

Brian Wallace

4 Days Ago

Thank you Kenneth. While I may do ok with words at times, other times, I can't believe it's my native language. Oh, I do it when I must or when perhaps I'm inspired, but I'm not too comfortable with it. To put it another way, many of you I envy for your natural ability.

 

Maria Disley

4 Days Ago

Brian, I was inspired to spend the past 20 years supporting challenged students in schools and colleges by a 36 yr old man who could not read or write due to a terrible decision to put him into a remedial school, where he didn't belong, but was there until he was able to leave and sign onto the dole. he came to the class where I was volunteering because he had a child who was at the age when he wanted his dad to read to him. he continued to persist and reached a level that he was happy with. When i heard you say I hate to read, it inspired me :))) and I am going to send you in small parts something I am writing, a story biography based. If you don't read it thats fine, but I hope you will, and something tells me you will, call it intuition, or telepathy :)))
Like Kenneth I think you write quite fluently. :)
I have really enjoyed some of your poetry as you know.

 

Brian Wallace

3 Days Ago

You write beautifully Maria and I appreciate your time and effort but I hate to see it wasted on someone like me. Wishing you all the best with your bio story.

 

Maria Disley

3 Days Ago

Well keep on writing poetry that we can enjoy and I was having a look at your photography, amazing! Just keep on enjoying what you are doing.My walls go up when it comes to maths, we all have something that we shy away from i suppose.

 

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