Love People

A Drink With Something In It

There is something about a Martini,
A tingle remarkably pleasant;
A yellow, a mellow Martini;
I wish I had one at present.
There is something about a Martini,
Ere the dining and dancing begin,
And to tell you the truth,
It is not the vermouth—
I think that perhaps it's the gin.

Ogden Nash
**Frederic Ogden Nash was an American poet well known for his light verse, of which he wrote more than 500 pieces.
Born: August 19, 1902, Rye, New York, United States
Died: May 19, 1971 (age 68 years), The Johns Hopkins Hospital, Baltimore, Maryland, United States
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I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)
by William Wordsworth
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed- and gazed- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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William Wordsworth
English poet
Born: April 7, 1770, Cockermouth, United Kingdom
Died: April 23, 1850 (age 80 years), Rydal Mount and Gardens, Rydal, United Kingdom

/Loose Diamond/

" Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music, and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers, and warriors. " (Hunter S. Thompson)
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Life's recap:
Do nekih deset godina nisi svjestan stvarnosti, znaš ono što su ti rekli, i to samo dijelove koji su te nekako pogodili ili razdragali.
Od deset do dvadeset naučiš da dom nije mjesto, da roditelji i rodbina nisu bogomdani, nego se mogu naći i drugdje, čak bolji od "zadanih".
Između dvadeset i trideset postane ti jasno da bez onog što
nemaš možeš posve solidno živjeti, drama i uzrujavanje samo su gubljenje vremena, ni ljudi niti stvari nisu ih vrijedni.
(to be continued)
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/Childlike/

Majales
SILVIJE STRAHIMIR KRANJČEVIĆ

Šumi voda i pršti; istok se zlati i rudi,
– Lijep li je život i svijet!
Sočnom na zelenom busu slatko oda sna se budi
Plavi perunike cvijet.

Zlaćani vali mu tople pozdrave sunašca nose,
Cjeluju čašku i list;
On mu iz kaleža plava žrtvuje kapljicu rose,
Mirisni ametist.

Tu su na peludu meku spavala do dva leptira
Slađane ljubavi san;
Sada im zavjese mave bračnom na krevetu dira
Zlaćanim prstićem dan.

Smješka se buba u travi, smješka se s grančice ševa,
Smješka se veliki cvijet;
Cijela se priroda smije, gali se šaleć i pjeva:
Lijep li je život i svijet!

Životna pjesan treperi ko duga od stobojna praška
Toplo i opojno svud,
Kao kad posanjan cjelov prviput trzne i draška
Ružicom sakritu grud.

… Voda što cvijeće poji, ona i – podriva žalo,
Onda uz podmukli huk
Veselo čupa i trga; svileno busenje malo
Tone u obijesni buk.

Samo na skršenu cvijetu vidi se krilo leptira,
Trza se malo još, gle!
Trza se, klone i tone – divljeg sred gorskoga vira
Tako je nestalo sve.

Plašivo ptičica s grane upire očice male,
Kud se je smiješila pre,
Uto joj nenadno jastreb perje rastrese na vale,
– Tako je gotovo sve!

Oštrim je ispio kljunom srce joj toplo i oči,
Sada ga briše o cvijet;
Vrebajuć hoće da opet na granu najvišu skoči,
Grakćući: Lijep li je svijet!

Nada, Sarajevo, 1902.
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Silvije Strahimir Kranjčević
Poet
Silvije Strahimir Kranjčević was a Croatian poet, literary editor and translator, one of the central figures of the realism in Croatian literature. (Wikipedia)
Born: February 17, 1865, Senj
Died: October 29, 1908 (age 43 years), Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina
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/Childlike/


PHOTO source: https://www.matica.hr/hr/480/mladi-kranjcevic-i-pravastvo-25640/

Cosa Nostra

Life plays out mostly like
Cosa Nostra,
family is everything
and others are lesser beings.
Of all the promises I made
in 2020,
only the ring remains.
(Honored society my ass.)

Maria O'Croatia (2/3/26)
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/Childlike/

When you realize that each day is not one more day, it's one less, you will start giving more value to the things that truly matter.
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/Loose Diamond/

Research has shown that laughing for 2 minutes is just as healthy as a 20 minute jog. So now I'm sitting in the park laughing at all the joggers.
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/Childlike/