Wednesday, December 24, 2008

She must be jewish

(Scroll down and click on Vivaldi The Four Seasons: Winter, and then read the poem)

She must be Jewish

Posing as a noble woman
In a contemplative manner

Sitting on a chair

Looking out of the window



It is snowing peacefully

And there seems to be peace in her heart

Sipping her coffee with serenity

Thoughtful and distinguished

Cute and elegant, very pretty actually



She's sitting right across from me

But looking in the other direction

Out of the window, and her beautiful hair

Ondulates with the line of her thoughts

Warm, brown and barely highlighted



Her greenly eyes awaken her beauty

And her gaze is both warm and cool

And she barely smiles like the Mona Lisa

And she holds her head high as confident

As she is in her whole feminine persona



But she leans toward the cup in her hands

In the ondulation of her thoughts, and folds

Them sometimes as in a prayer to life

And her nobilty transpires in her sweet charm

And beauty pervades her whole body and maybe mine



She's so pretty... and it snows... and she leaves


Carl Edward Nicolas

Friday, November 28, 2008

The eyes of Eve

The eyes of Eve

(Click on the Moonlight Sonata at the bottom of the post, and then read the poem)

You wonder if they are blue or green
Or grey like she said
Light green I see
Light jade
The stone from Heaven
The chinese call it
A reflection I would say
Of jade, in a sightseeing of Heaven
A mirroir of nature's green

And then there is the blue
Almost dark blue
And black in the middle
A beautiful blue sky
So intense
With a focus of black inside
To look at me maybe
An endearing blue
Intimate in Happiness

Eve thinks they are grey sometimes
Light grey I suppose
Innocence and maturity
Mixed with placid neutrality
Simple kindness
A desert of passionate feelings
The class of friendliness
The charm of afternoon
For me it's noon

Noon that is, where do I go from here
The sun is right on top of me
Eve's eyes are right on me
Should I go for the green
Of late afternoon
The light green of serenity
With me standing inside her eyes
Enjoying the sublime extase
Of fulfilling joy and expectations

Or should I go for the illuminated blue
Of the early evening
Or lively morning
I see in your eyes
Nurturing blue enlightened
Around a core, a strong focus
Of connection, a sense of belonging
A tender surrounding of light blue
Setting on me like the sun on the set

Maybe settle for the grey afternoon
After the dream of noon
When the sun is right on me
Eve's eyes lighting up my face
Her light is still there on you, in you, even later on
Like a loving memory
Is that love at first sight, or the quiet breeze of the night
A vague, pervasive, but happy feeling
Soothing you in warm but wise sentiments

I saw you from far
And thought your eyes were of all colors
Brownish like the gaze of a deer
With the colors of the fall
Now they are grey, blue and green
With the light of friendship
Enlivened in beautiful smiles
Blushing together in imaginary guesses
Walking by...Walk on by...mmm...Joni's eyes...

Carl Edward Nicolas

Vision of a young christian woman

Vision of a young christian lady

(click on the first music video of Chopin at the bottom of the post, and then read the poem)

I walked in and there she was
In the fellowship room
Eating wisely
Listening and talking
Like in a vision
Pretty and sweet
A christian beauty

I walked toward her
Attracted by the pull of righteousness
Perceived in the charm of this new face
I talked to her like you talk to an angel
And her voice sounded Heavenly
And her smile from out of this world
Opened my heart to the bliss of womanhood

I sat there talking to her
Under the spell of her serenity
And suddenly she looked straight into my eyes
And I saw a sunset, her feminine tenderness
Illuminating her warm gaze
The ultimate beauty
Of her christian face

And we talked, we talked
Like in the badinerie of Bach
So lovely a woman
Such joyful conversation
And me stuck there as if I was being born again
In the christian charm
Of Eve, a cascade of pearls in her laugh

I tell you God made women too pretty
It gets dizzy to be so close
To so much exquisite feminity
In a beautiful christian woman
I needed a step back
A step into prayer
A step out, a step into ideal reality

And we finally walked out
Accompanied, but on our own
Free to get to know each other
And she asks the right questions
She complains nicely about life's inconveniences
She questions why things happen
God is in charge, He leads and we follow

Be cautious like a serpent
And innocent like a dove
Get God's perspective through prayer
Friendship, love, and the future are in his hands
It's always wonderful to explore affinities
A sense of priorities, God, career, lifestyle, Investment, studies, family
Getting to know a christian woman like you is a divine pleasure, heaven on earth...

God bless you in all your endeavors...
Carl Edward Nicolas

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Vision d'une jeune femme chretienne

Vision d'une jeune femme chretienne



(click on the first music video of Chopin at the bottom of the post, and then read the poem)

Je suis entre et elle etait la
Dans la salle d'entretiens fraternels
Mangeant sagement
Ecoutant et parlant
Comme dans une vision
Belle et douce
Une beaute Chretienne

Je me suis dirige ver elle
Attire par l'attraction de la vertu
Percue dans le charme de cette nouvelle face
Je lui a parle comme on parle a un ange
Sa voix resonnait comme une voix du paradis
Et son sourire d'un autre monde
Ouvrit mon coeur au bonheur de la feminite

Je me suis assis la a lui parler
Sous le charme de sa serenite
Et soudainement elle me regarda droit dans les yeux
Et j'ai vu un coucher de soleil, sa tendresse de femme
Illuminant son regard chaleureux
La beaute ultime
D'un visage Chretien

Et nous avons parle, parle
Comme dans la "badinerie" de Bach
Si ravissante comme femme
Et quelle joyeuse conversation
Et moi fige la, comme si j'etais en train de naitre
Dans le charme Chretien
D'Eve, une cascade de perles dans son rire

Je vous dis que Dieu a cree les femmes trop belles
C'est troublant d'etre aussi pres
D'autant de feminite exquise
Dans une belle femme Chretienne
J'avais besoin d'un petit peu de retrait
Un retrait dans la priere
Un pas a l'exterieur, un pas dans la realite ideale

Et nous sommes finalement sortis
Accompagnes, mais ensemble et en prive
Libres de se connaitre
Et elle demande les questions correctes
Et elle se complaint gentillement des inconveniences de la vie
Elle questionne pourquoi les choses arrivent
Dieu est en charge, Il guide et nous suivons

Sois prudente comme un serpent
Et innocente comme une colombe
Obtiens la perspective de Dieu par la priere
Amitie, Amour, et l'avenir sont entre ses mains
C'est toujours merveilleux d'explorer les affinites
Un sens des priorites, Dieu, carriere, investissement, genre de vie, etudes, famille
Connaitre une femme chretienne comme toi est un plaisir divin, le paradis sur terre

Que Dieu te benisse dans toutes tes entreprises...



Carl Edward Nicolas

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

SWEET THERESA

Sweet Theresa

( click on the music video clair de lune, Debussy,  at the bottom of this post and read this poem in the meantime )

She connects with you
With a smile, an exquisite smile
And her eyes light up
You feel her beauty anew
And the charm goes on for a while
And her sweet gaze keeps it up


You wonder about her tenderness
That passion in her eyes
This joie de vivre in her cheeks
And you wonder about all this sweetness
That could be yours, and you utter all these sighs
In your mind, in your heart, and she takes peeks


You wonder if she sees you, feels you, observes
The effect of her charm on you, your melting
Into her hands, your enjoying of her presence
Of her warm aura, while she serves
The honey brewed tea to your craving
Sweetly brewed in her delicate essence

Oh Theresa, you are an artist, a charmer
And our feelings might be the great stroke of your brush
Do you enjoy the art or just the dance?
The intrigue or you mean to discover
The ultimate feeling, the thrill of the rush
An emotion, subtle or dense

Your svelte body blows into the music of the moment
And you become a melody
We listen to, a breeze we cherish
A sexy awakening, a sweet torment
To our sleeping senses, a parody
Of previous feelings and desires, and our fears vanish

You make a pair of jeans look tender
And your beautiful hair seems to hide in the hood
The doves plunging into your sweater
Raising their heads, gentle and slender
The feeling you inspire is a quintessential mood
You warm up the temperate weather

How serious you look sometimes
As if holding onto your feminine cues
As if to avoid letting us in, you seem mute
And we seem to stop hearing your rhymes
But like a flower, you blossom and the news
Reach out for the beat of our hearts, Tess, you are so cute

Carl Edward Nicolas

BLISSFUL MOMENT

Blissful moment

( click on the music video at the bottom of the post titled: Badinerie, Bach, and read this poem in the meantime )

A cute and petite fire
With warm somber flames
On her head, an inspiration of a hair
Writing, reading, focused in the wire
Of her working brain, calling on all the dames
Of imagination, all the Muses to her dare

A sweet little smile
With vivacious eyes
And a shivering little nose
With warm and tender and agile
Motions to enjoy like a prize
Expressed in a subtle and fleeting pose

An exquisite petite body type
Well proportioned, with a pair of sweet doves
Reaching out for a fine neck leading to lovely lips
She's so pretty, so charming, so desirable, I feel the hype
And she sits there in her studious alcoves
Taking refuge both at the window and in her brain, and I take peeps

I ask for her e-mail, I ask her to pose
For my painting that I write with desire
And she reacts with poise, hesitations and cuteness
And I feel special to be around her, a dose
Of loveliness, exquisite attraction, lights up my fire
But pure appreciation of her beauty, she walks ;) and I see more of her sweetness
My delectation of pure beauty and tenderness

Carl Edward Nicolas
Starbucks, Providence

THEOS

THEOS: TOTAL HEALTH HABIT EXERCICE OPPORTUNITIES SCHEDULE

( click on the music video at the bottom of the post titled: Yo-Yo Ma plays the prelude from Bach's Cello Suite No. 1 , and then read this poem in the meantime )

A Time for Life…A Time for God


A time to breath, a time to run, a time to walk
A time to listen and another time to talk
A time to sing, a time to see God’s nature dance
A time to enjoy in silence while being tense


The music in the woods and the immense silence
In our soul, of the voice of God talking some sense
In our life, speaking truth to our heart, whispering
Life in our veins, softly, with His love showering


All our senses with the sublime beauty of earth
The tender trees, the charm of flowers and the mirth
In Nature, the joy in smelling the scents of wood
The perfumes of life in the bright clouds of our mood


A time to eat on time: some fruits, seeds and green
To eat early, to drink, just enough to be lean
So you may think straight, and a time for perspective
A time to love, to sigh, a time to take and give


A time for everything, a time to mourn and strive
A time to enjoy and feel ecstatic, alive
A time to sleep, a time to wake up and to leave
To stop and go, to come, to think, to work and live


Live fully, thrive with force, work out and bear fruits
Inspired by God, by His Spirit, to take roots
In life and in Health, so your dreams may thus come true
A time to grab favors, a time to let slip thru


Temptation and bad rush, a time to be serene
A time to be on time, with goals clear and pristine
A time to search, a time to make stable choices
A time to rest, time to wonder, to hear voices


Of the Divine telling you to dare and have faith
In what is good, a time to dream, to hold your gait
To take a step back so you may engage forward
A time to look inside, time to reach outward


Time to be healthy and time to let Jesus in
Time to be in charge with our Great God reigning in
A time to pray, a time to forgive and get grace
A time to grow, to bloom, a time to set the pace


O time to enjoy peace, a time to do things right
A time for Sabbath, a time for stars and Light
A time for energy, for surrender, total
To God’s plans, to His Love, O Time! O ETERNAL!!!


Carl Edward Nicolas
October 22, 2008