THERAPHOSA: HARD AND METAL ROCK GROUP

I happened to see this fabulous young group performing on Music Day (held the 21st June in France).  It was worth it to see their guitar dexterity and vocals, tinging on the heavy metal sound. The public was entranced for many songs. A real crowd puller, this group can go very very far. For those  interested in French rock or metal groups singing in English in France look up Theraphosa!

http://www.myspace.com/theraphosamusic

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Theraphosa/194472491306

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Everyday, While We May

Everyday, While We May

To watch the trailing rose on stone walls
Dew on flowers, a resting bird on tree
To listen to the wind, feel the rain,
Everyday, while we may

The sun with it's golden beams
Warms the flesh yet alive
Stars that glisten and shine
Bread, that the soul may dine;
While we may.

While we may, blood and bone
Skin, touch, tears and pain;
Remind us that each and every cell
Lives, and then hears the knell.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Waiting, Listening, Thinking: Poem

Waiting, Listening, Thinking

Waiting day by day
In the only possible way
The only plausible path
Lies straight, like an arrow
However rocky and narrow.

Oft in sundry guise
I dreamt of sunny skies;
Reflecting on life and its turns;
But to my great surprise
One learns and learns and learns.

Breathe the air, smell the wind;
The earth has a heart and a mind;
All that remains in the end
Is the love that we had to spend;
All that remains when our lives are done
Is the earth, the sky, the stars and the sun.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Children's Art: Heart

Vivid colours for a bright and stylised heart.

Artist: Indrani

Walking On That Far Shore: Poem

WALKING ON THAT FAR SHORE

Walking on that far shore
You know, the one that hardly existed anymore.
.
The far shore, unhindered by daily reality;
Only glimpsed by immortal glances,
By those in mortal pain; when
The sun falls on fallen lids
When the rain cools and heals
When the body doesn't shiver
And the soul shines like quicksilver.
.
Walking on that far shore
You know, the one on the horizon
That comes closer with every stride;
As the page of life turns, alas rapidly
I, from that far shore cannot hide.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Children's Art: Study in Blue

A lovely woman in a lovely blue dress. A child's conception of an elegant lady.

Delage 1927

A Delage vinatge car to dream over.

Grafitti Truck, Paris

A truck that has been redone by street art.

Whispers Into The Brick Wall: Poem

WHISPERS INTO THE BRICK WALL

Who else will listen silently while I speak of my love for you
Who else will stand still while I whisper my secrets
Those deep, hidden secrets buried in my heart
Except this rough, brick wall
Standing so tough and so tall
While I whisper all I have to say;
Nobody would remain as stoic and immobile.
No, nobody could or would. I ,myself
Knowing myself so well, can hardly believe all
That I pour out into this ready wall’s ear
I , myself, can hardly listen to my own words
Speaking out my barely avowed hesitations
And uncommitted love's crimes; I , myself softly touch
This rugged wall and it’s surface
As though it is the skin of my loved one’s face.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Woman With Glass: Children's Art

Woman with high heels, glass of wine and diamond in her nose. A lot of masacra and lipstick too. Wow!

Drawing Courtesy: Indrani