A poem from my drawerling,
to wit red notebook 1998
what is a nothingness?
solely an adumbration of
the voidness – forsakenness
an accustomary expression
an extinct volcano
– ad invinitum
the little animal
killed by the children
haply a starlet
- the dead
a ground of the bosomlet
the whole pict...
Tuesday 25th February 2020 7:33 am
The main part of the poem
Herculean welcome: Hallo. You huge, hilarious human! Have honorary heart of hyacinth with humming birds!
Herculean welcome: Hallo. Am I a gorgeous orchid without any sonorous oblivion and dreamy rumination about the Horologium?
Standing, waiting I see, hear, taste, touch feeling of this night outside from Pavel´s window sill near an ewer and three cacti so dear l...
Thursday 21st November 2019 8:00 am
the fire is for You a beloved magic
which You are easy able to give to the people like gold
the love of the people is an overjoyed day-dreaming
dear Titan You like the people against Zeus deeply
the human-being made from tears and clay is admiring You
the eternal dreamer and the cloudy rider so delicately
thanks to humane skills – we know them anyway
with Apollon You go on a j...
Thursday 21st November 2019 7:40 am
mysterious mystic mythical merry-ladybug
you are melancholy
like little wolf loving Little Red Riding Hood
in the pond of the muses' feelings
You are a lily of eternity
which can smell very cute
gorgeous gentle genial grasshopper
You are graceful
like Sleeping Beauty who likes wild roses
in the sea of druidic feelings
you are a silverfish
that can dream
Wednesday 20th November 2019 2:58 pm