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Evelines Thoughts

Start by doing what is necessary,

then do what is possible,

and suddenly you are doing

the impossible.


My home country:

Castle Neuschwanstein

King Ludwig the second

is pure love,
for love
is complete agreement.
_Lope de Vega

Castle Hohenschwangau
in my Hometown

Exitement(Devil''s Postpile)

Be not hurried away by exitment, but say, "Semblance, wait for me a little. Let me see what you are and represent...."

If Love would rule the world we would not need any law''s.

If you have never loved .You have never lived. If you have stoped learning. You have died.
January 16th 2003

(c)Fredrick Leighton
Love makes everything possible and the impossible possible.
(written in my mothers handbook)

The supreme happiness
of life
is the conviction
that we are loved.
Victor Hugo

Widow Kiss

Love is an irresistible desire
to be irresistibbly desired.
by Robert Frost

Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice.
But for those who love,
Hours fly, flowers die, new days,
new ways pass by.
Sundial Inscription


All bells are ringing;
The sky is so golden
and blue and clear-
and before me lies your letter.
I send you my first kiss, beloved.
Robert Schuhman (1810-1856)
( c) by Waterhouse


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Thema: Thoughts of life


Dein Gesicht ist so klar vor mir, wie am ersten Tag.
Es hat sich eingeprägt in meinem Gedächtnis.
Ich sehe Deine Augen, Deinen Mund, Deine Hände.
Immer wieder laufen meine Gedanken zurück
Zu dem ersten Tag, Momente die kurz waren.
Sie lassen mich nicht los.
Meine Fantasie lauft mit mir davon,
Wünsche werden wach.
Ruhelos und von Verlangen geplagt,
Sehnsucht nach Erfüllung.
Die Vorstellung Dich zu lieben, 
erweckt ein unvorstellbares Glücksgefühl
  in meiner feurigen Seele.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 05.02.2011, 19.50 | (0/0) Kommentare | TB | PL


My hand is holding a Penny I found,
Worthless to some as it lay on the ground.
Covered with soil, the copper so doll  
Diminished in his looks, no shine reflects.
The Penny I found is a treasure to me,
For I judge it not by the tarnish it wears.
The value he brings is still the same,
Tho there is no fame to attached to his name.
It rounds the numbers to make them complete.
Perhaps it's  brought happines for some in need.
I take my found treasure home with me
And place it in a jar with all the others.
I know one day I will be glad,
Just a dull penny that brightened my day.

11July 2007
Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 11.07.2007, 19.53 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


Weeks have turned into months, with no dark thoughts
Urging me to express my troubled emotions.
I am content, happy free AT LAST,
Feverish with delight that I find joy in such simple things.
Sunlight gllimmering through my window to waken me.
A roof above my head to shelter me from stormy weather.
The sight of birds resting their wings in the trees,
Perhaps looking for a mate.
A book to read and dream of a forgein land I like to see.
I"m free of tortured thoughts that consume me.
Free at last.
No searching for someone to love me.
No longer incomplete, but content to love myself as I am.
At Last, I've gained a feeling of freedom and peace.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 17.01.2007, 08.38 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


The Airport lies quietly before me,  shrouded in thick, grey clouds.
Early morning has not yet chased the night away.
The air is still; even  the signal lights seem to blink slower,
The calm before the madness of daylight hours.
My heart grows heavier by every inch I draw closer to the entrance.
Once again, I depart, from my family, my friends, my homeland.

Lines are formed to pass security. I want to turn around and run. I want to stay!
Sleepy, somber faces surround me. No arrivals at this early hour.
No happy homecomings. No glad embraces.
Only departures.

A wailing cry pierces the quitness. My eyes search for the source of this heartbreaking sound. A small women clutches a young man to her, her forgin words a cry of hurt.
Chills ripple through my body. With every sob I feel her pain.

Departure means leaving loved ones behind.
My thoughts are with my children, grandchildren, and friends.
My stay was short, not long enough to fill the emptiness in my heart.
I whisper "Goodbye" with a lilt to my voice and a smile to hide my tears.
I refuse to put much weight on this word.
Pretending a carfree heart, dealing with a trifling emotion,
I surrunder to my departure.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson
27 October 2006

Eveline 30.10.2006, 16.42 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


How do I explain the longing for you?
Hungrily driven by this burning feeling,
My heart beats through my entire body;
Only consicious of you.
Ignoring all other aspects,
The feelings are stronger then all other senses.
Engaging in this mute longing for you,
Leaping like a hungry wolf into your arms,
Feeling your lips meet mine, the smell of your skin,
The wanting, when I tumble unacompanied
With potent feelings onto the moments
Of unforgettable passion.
In that instant you are mine, by my side,
In my heart and soul.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 24.09.2006, 22.07 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


Built on a rocky foundation were my dreams,
Like the sand of the Ocean washed away.
Left only with Illusions of finding Love.
Smooth, seemed the surface of my heart,
Not seeing the tiny crust, opend by Illusions.
Pain escaped once again, tears falling.
Disolution became once more reality.
Storms vanish. So will my pain.
Leaving me with a finer mold;
With grains of gold
To enrich my soul with the abundance of life.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 06.08.2006, 19.26 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


Bravely I see the blind man walk,
His feet are steady, clear must be his few.
No stumble slows his pace.
His cane the helping hand to use,
To cross the busy road.
Sometimes we walk unseen path's
The road ahead is shrouded with mists of fear.
Are seeing eye clouded by the truth.
At times we look for a lending ear,
A helping hand, just like the blind man does.
To break the fall when we have stumbled.
To bring us on our feet again.
And guide us through the dark,
To see the light again.
Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 10.06.2006, 11.56 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL


Stripped is the heart of belief,
Of the fullfillment to feel love again.
Like the storm undresses the trees,
Stripping their foliage, leaving them
Standing with bare branches.
So is my heart.
Memories drowned in soapy water,
Flushed down the drain,
Leaving only the feeling of cold tiles.
Feelings of what could have been,
What should have been.
Days turn in to weeks, month.
Nothing changes.
As time moves forward, I am restless.
Waiting for something.
Hope becomes meaningless.
While time has furrowed deeper lines between my brows;
The color of grey bleeds through my hair.
Acknowledging time is not my friend nor enemy,
Just thoughts are there.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 22.04.2006, 22.47 | (0/0) Kommentare | TB | PL


A fraction of time to turn our lives.
Moments changed with effect our time.
Without moments there are no measurement to live.
In moments I have found my self,
Moved by the unexpected.
For ever changed and altered,
Moments have changed my life.
The past I always remember,
Moments of joy, humbeld, trying to captor.
For ever to be mine.
Sorrow, devasted by a brief moment.
Marked by the power of time.
Moments are the destination,
Enriched by the moments has become my life.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 02.01.2006, 12.17 | (0/0) Kommentare | TB | PL


With every second minute and hour
A New Year enters our live.
In anticipation and hope, we welcome you.
Like royalty, we roll out the invisible carpet.
We celebrate you, with lyrics, music and dance.
The dirnks flow easy down our throat's.
Giddy, with ohhhhhhh and ahhh's
To see the sky brighten, when fireworks rain from the sky.
Embracing our loved ones with kisses and hugs.
We plead with our action to be at your grace.
For the new coming year to give us your best.
With a brief moment we think of the passing Year.
And hope we live save and happy in the New Year.

Eveline Elisabeth Hanson

Eveline 31.12.2005, 22.57 | (1/0) Kommentare (RSS) | TB | PL

with roses (William  Whitacker)

Beauty enters your heart through all the senses, and beauty grows stronger when more than one of the senses is involved.
Thomas Kinkade

Just like the falling rainbow, Just like the stars in the sky, Life should never feel small.

Pleasure comes from without, and joy comes from within, and it is, therefore, within reach of everyone in this world.
-Bishop Fulton J. Sheen

 Love is a short word but It contains everything. Love means the body, the soul, the life, entire being.
by Guy de Maupassant 

The art of beeing happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
_Henry Ward Beecher

Life is the flower of which LOVE is the HONEY.

In our life there is a single color, as on an artist''s palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the COLOR OF LOVE.


(c)winged anelli

Don''t ever give up your dreams...........
and never leave them behind.
Find them, make them yours,
and all through your life, cherish them,
and never let go of them.