Sep 9, 2004

The Lost Love, Peace and Music



"What do you see when you turn out the light?"
"I don't see nothing."

The intense pain in a different way,
but men cry out loud their same loneliness.
They singing,
"I am yours,
you are mine.
You are what you are.
You make it hard."

But, "Nobody goes away"
"Your love is like a rainbow, falling on my shoulder."

Almost ripped,
Janis Joplin,
at last, there's only her, and her painful solo,
stood on the stage,
"No no no, don't leave me."
Then tears almost falling on my cheek.

Winds blown and a heavy rain forced the ground muddy.
People never leave.
Someone knock on cans, comes the rhythm,
one by one they join in,
Knocking, dancing.
Music never stops.

"We feed each other, we must be in heaven!"
Leave the whole land rubbish,
3 days of Love, peace and music
lost long long time ago, in the age of hippie.



The film "Woodstock"



Sep 3, 2004

Life falls, hitting ground




"We're all in our private traps.
Clipped in it and none of us can never get out.
We're scratching and clobber only at the air,
only at each other."
The Boy who never grows up said.

And the woman answered with her eyes wide open, mydriasis.

Blood, draining away. Secrets, and the crimes, hitting ground.
The Hitchcock film "Psycho"

Sep 1, 2004

Girl Hiding



Girl hiding in the back stage.

Away from her sister who played cello.

Cover her ear so that she won't hear the jealousy.

But the cello never stops.