Poetry Blogs (2010, Life)
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Be numb to me
get off your knee
cease from demeaning
my esteem for you
with your lucid hate
the hourglass leaks
coloured sand pours
rainbow streaked tears
where the rains bleached
this sunburnt heart
with the acid of your disdain
these wearied hands
no longer reach for yours
your reflection is marred
and the mirror put away
Tuesday 28th December 2010 2:55 pm
Cry we all toward places unnamed
Rise above the crested hills
Yell we will - shattering door frames
Plundering thoughts of plovered wills
Tear at the wallpaper - reveal the grain
Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills
Crouch, prowl - ready to pounce on game
Brandishing swords, blaring trumpets shrill
Arching backs, phosphorescent wicks aflame
Ridding netted fish o...
Sunday 19th December 2010 2:32 pm
the balm of barometric exuberance.
no longer young, dissipates.
the dewy welcome of sun-quaffed green.
revive severed umbilical dreams.
the present with fleeting acumen.
ceases yet emerges again tomorrow.
the kindling of autumnal reticence.
genial kindnesses shall spring.
Tuesday 14th December 2010 12:52 pm
Sunday 21st November 2010 7:30 pm
From the sky to the land,
It’s so painful!
It’s the last flight!
But then again
we look at the sky
and wish to fly.
This is our human nature.
We forget about danger
and again look for adventure.
We are strange, strong and weak,
something more we seek.
As only the wounds heal
we again feel to fly
up to the ...
Wednesday 8th September 2010 9:51 pm
As if the gods were striking the strings
The air the piano plays
And I listening am transported
Back to former slower days
When the world was better and people purer
For all the faults we know they had
And I look at the world and its woes
And its greed and I am sad.
It is strange that, to think
In, when the music was writ...
Monday 23rd August 2010 11:58 pm
Friday 20th August 2010 4:20 pm
Life is not just a pleasant walk,
life is not always an interesting novel.
There are moments that shock,
they are impossible to foretell.
Half of our life is a fight.
Another half is a pain.
Only a few moments are bright.
And they are the main.
While those moments are burning in you,
While those moments make your heart beat,
Take care of...
Thursday 19th August 2010 11:45 am
It seems you forgot, our life is short.
There is no time to beg or extort for support.
Learn how to live yourself.
Take a book from the shelf and…
delicately leafing page after page
you will find a wood sage.
People are like books,
some of them are good,
some of them are bad,
some of them are just mad,
some of them are not sassy,
they look more ...
Sunday 15th August 2010 3:11 pm
Two classmates were chatting.
Accidentally they've met in the street,indeed,
they were not so old and not so young,
much more than forty.
The first one said:"I feel so young
and want to be sometimes so naughty,
I want to love again and certainly be loved,.
I want the romances to sing,
I want to fly so high in a swing,
I want to dance under the rain,
in Spain, on the plain......
Saturday 14th August 2010 8:19 pm
Our life looks like a zebra,
sometimes black stripes,
The black stripes
take turn of the white,
like day and night.
our life zebra kicks
making it's own tricks.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
Monday 19th July 2010 5:28 pm
Friday 16th July 2010 11:47 pm
We all have different life roads,
we all think which one to choose,
some choose their road and crawl it,
they have no wish to fly.thinking it's a wit.
It's hard for them to learn the truth of life,
such people go with the tide
and fear like a hare living in a form with fright;
their feelings and soul are hidden,
they are always afraid to be bitten;
they take life as a boring g...
Friday 2nd July 2010 8:56 am
We often look for the one to be ideal,
but when we meet the one who is real
we give foolish criteria
and it looks as a mystery.
Expecting the one from the fairy tales
we very often get only fails.
We want to get everything at once,
to get our chance.
As a result we burn the time,
loose the last dime.
May be it’s more important just to live,
Tuesday 29th June 2010 12:34 am
From the sky to the land –
It’s so painful!
First thought: Enough!
It’s the last flight.
But…then again look at the sky.
This is our human nature:
to be strange, strong and weak.
As only the wounds heal
we forget about danger
and again spread our wings.
We again long for the sky
surprising God with our wishes.
We believe only in good dreams,
try again to fly up
Friday 18th June 2010 8:25 pm
It could be so nice to learn how to fly.
Though it’s a difficult task, but…
Let’s have a try!
It seems an easier task to learn to see a smile
among thousand of angry faces,
but… we are not on the races.
Let’s have a try!
It could be so nice to learn how to dream
and in the dreams to fly in the future,
it could be such an adventure
with knowledge to ...
Thursday 10th June 2010 12:23 pm
Our life is not always easy
Sometimes it rains hard
But with every coming year
You become wiser and smart.
You value your past,
You take care of present.
The time goes fast
Some things you still haven't.
With the coming years
You start to compare
And it finally appears
Not everything was fair.
When you were younger
The sun was warmer,
The stars were brighter,
Monday 10th May 2010 6:16 pm
How easily is the mind deceived by the smallest most imperceptible movement of thought that cannot be shifted by the mightiest of evidence that is proof
a trap so perfect even the staistically motivated minds of quantitative eggheads will not budge for fear their world would be turned
upside down or perhaps the right way up
scream, scream, scream 'til you are blue in the face but they wi...
Monday 12th April 2010 3:19 pm
My life is not an open book
for just anyone to read
yet my life has no secrets
that cannot be revealed.
some people revel in revelation
Some like to gossip a lot
some like to know secrets
Thinking it puts them on top.
Truth is the more you know
the less able you are to discern
So busy gathering secrets
you forget to learn
that Life is its own revelation
We should just ...
Sunday 4th April 2010 5:04 pm
tweet tweet not twitter
dance of death
ashes to ashes
the fire flames
I rise I rise.
Thursday 25th February 2010 3:44 am
Friday 12th February 2010 11:16 am