blushing

Ah,blushing...

fall again in love

with autumn

Bubble Love

    I've got twisted within letters-poles

  O reminded the window

  I thought I can crawl  in and out

  as I thirst .

  E winked at me periodically

  encouraged to draw the whole eye

  not a half of an apple.

  V teased, every time I felt high

  next sec – slided down

  with a potential to rise up again.

  L just laughed hysterically

  showing the thumb up

  to all my efforts.

The most

“We’re all renting Earth”

Sheryl Crow

loop poem

We’re all renting Earth

Earth, where you get a skin

Skin sensation of breath

Breath of all you’ve seen.

Small or big, mammals, things

Things we care about the most

Most of us open heart

Heart an experience on Earth.

If you chose to collect the stuff

Stuff issues has flooded the world

World of Harmony & Love

Love will rescue the life discord.

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In tune

I’m not categorizing.

No tags. No levers.

No hand rising

to pull to next level…

I woke up at night

to describe, to create

(no restrict)

extinguished star retreat.

Sky attuned the rain,

sunshine and rainbow,

bush butterfly,

grasshopper,

stung by bee

in front of my eye, -

with me…

My heart gets extended:

myriads of hearts

twinkle…

Love is not always

feelings,

Love is power

that has many

faces and sides…

Open Link Monday

Back to Eden

		Back to Eden two have returned again under sun's radiance to reign, protected from chaos behind the garden wall, summited  the peaceful world.

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Starry bridge

Music: A.Zatsepin, Lyrics (Russian): L.Derbenev, "31 of June" - fantastic two-part  musical TV movie based on the eponymous novel by John B. Priestley (1978).  Below is my translation of the song from this movie "Starry bridge".

		Heavenly lights are floating along immense starlike road, over the deep black abyss, forming a starry bridge for us. Refrain: We are among the stars and darkness each other found in unthinkable sky dust for the Milky Way to become someday the road of eternal love! Everything may ends suddenly, you do not lose me in the twinkling stars, won't be destroyed by loneliness our starry bridge again. Refrain. Let Dipper bucket, Big Dipper melted slowly faded away. Let's hope that Starry bridge will help to love, will sway... Refrain.

a world with no love...

	a desert of crunching sand grains on the teeth, mixed with time lost gray days mist, newborn cells death in the solitude self, one long cry of million rains teardrops, filled one big melting pot, overflowed by hopes, dropped in the black hole of unknown worlds, a burnt bowl of unused flames, and reveries of minstrels, playing flute on the avenue of crossing days and nights, healing lights, moved lost souls to find the way to fulfill fate, the life purpose.

Too close

		I come to close to see what is real: words...eyes... gestures... meaning at the edges of cake sprinkling talking of sweets...- maybe it's time to quit really... slippery ground - take precautions - wear rubber suit or you'll be swept out of cushions causing burst! ...and many pieces of you with colorful choices will fly away with various voices in alternative parallel worlds... discovering many mistakes, aligning again to god given pathway, but feeling much better, on higher level with new experience on planet Earth with multiple pieces of me met together I'll retrace you again, recognize, you - my fate.

Tenderness

my translation, based on the poem of 1913 yr. by Russian poet Anna Akhmatova 

The real tenderness

can't be confused

with anything,

and it's quiet.

You're needlessly

coddle gently

my shoulders

and chest

in the fur.

And in vain you say

humble words

about first love.

How well I know

these persistent

not being fed

looks of yours!

Mystery of Love

my translation of the poem by Russian poet Nikolay Dorizo (1923-2011)

		My love - a mystery of century, as channels of unknown Martians, as flute belonging to the man, who lived before the ancient Egyptians, As telepathy or the dolphins language, which maybe prettiest than ours, as that emerged from other planets ship on the way to rendezvous with Earth. I am missing you... and this obscure reliance, the devastating pain as the gene, which has no name yet, as new area in science. Well, maybe in a distant 30th centrury in Human Blood Solution Center not the lyricist, but a bearded physicist will open the atom of love matter. He will be praised by chroniclers of the time, and rumors'll promise more than freeing... O, Nature, please, preserve from the human at least this mystery of being!

My Love - hot air balloon

my translation of the song by Russian music group "White Eagle",

the plot is taken from Pablo Picasso's "Girl on the ball" (1905)

		With you only I could understand, what does it mean to be loved, leafing through love like a notebook, and to live by that hope. Dawn outside of my window I'll meet with you. My house filled with Love, and there's nothing better. My Love - hot air balloon, it has the color of your blue eyes. My Love - hot air balloon, one for me and you, one for me and you. I think this world looks like a big flower. It has kept by Lord - Holy petal of Love. Dawn outside of my window I'll meet with you. My house filled with Love, and there's nothing better.

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Summertime blues

		Shall we talk through seashell, filled with sea distant squall, playful waves' a sigh, mixed with two souls excite... salty air caress loosed wings of my dress, gently tickle my nose, it throbs with desire to absorb smell of sea weed, cast ashore near my feet, sunken in the send... sunny weekend wind sassy way to launch with comb summertime blues at the bay, digging up clues, making the beach as my home...

Swirl

Swirling

in tornado

of your love

Choosing colors,

shades are

not enough

Looking for charades

for you

 decode

Tricky riddles -

trap in puzzle

mode

Cosmic dust

arranged

arrive to you

All dimensions

in conjunction

Q

To escape

some boredom

routine -

In the parking lot

awaiting

time machine

First date

             
                based on the poem by Russian poet Igor Kobzev (1924-1986)

		First date at the conservatory. A big, like Africa, a grand piano. Beethoven's ecstatic sorrow and Brahm's tart verzagen`. Then purple twilight crude asphalt in glow like surface of the river, on the black lacquer fashion purse - reflecting lights and spooky shiver... - Do you remember, in the poems by Tyutchev? - And what Block said about dance?.. - We walk, each other slightly torture by famous quota's rhyming stanza. We both dressed up, in the rustling hard cloaks; and all our words are fancy art, Picasso, music - noisy debates parade of how we're damn smart. And we most needed looseness, to feel bit tender and at ease, the 'foolishness' instead of wisdom, and specially - taking risk! So do not guess by secret signs, but shout, without hesitation: "Don't hear, look into my eyes!" The rest - the theme with variations. But we're so honest, fragile, smart... and then like in Chekhov's drama - where sudden sound of a broken heart... and in descending order gamma... And here we go! End of story! And there's no help from wise mind as if there's no conservatory, and longing only phone's sign... So suffer from eternal solitude Petrarch alike, throughout the life excessively high, like Bach's prelude, sometimes unhappy novel love. But anyway, although unhappy, it's where our memory's the cove, unique and beautiful, the most of the poems devoted to First Love.

` verzagen despondency
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Love force

...particles of love if divided by someone's will

would be reflect the body parts or the soul?

		What creative mind imagines what illusion would be born in the shadow of mystical garden woven in ancient vines with butterflies-elves visiting the flowers for ambrosia juices to fulfill the thirst to keep memories of welcoming doors and places invisible dissolved in air scents hurrying up along the veins with admirable commitment carrying precious pearls deepened in heavenly waterfall, swirling into cells with victorious smile climbing up to hill, resonating with stream of desires and hopes, reaching the goddess - a heart, warming up and down, and finally turning in sparkling firework inside of the top of creation, the head! Relaxing, renewing, rejuvenating, transforming into new cycle, - Love force!

Beyond the horizon

		The night was interrupted unexpectedly I was awakened on the ridge of roller coaster rushing along the curve of wave, ('please, stay seated, and enjoy the ups and downs',) bitten by jelly fish, clinging for air, holding solar plexus to keep soul in the body, humming 'A' theme in f manner... did I tell you about motion sickness? As if having been in the stomach of the whale from the tale of Pinocchio I counted all the angles in hilly pasture yeah! found fifth corner, as discovered fifth element to move to the next dimension, where straight lines are not visible, just angles. Stomach continued to produce swallow sounds helpless in attempts to understand what is happening I passed the horizons of probable, where 'yes' and 'no' became the parts of the whole...

New feeling

		The sky is falling down the world turned over can't just have enough of you walking in the clouds new style shoes platforms with jumping springs sun's burning under feet instead above new feeling train hoots... from beneath this sudden caprice no longer be refused forgotten ever rapid pulse...

Time heals

		wide-open skies the vail of silence, soaked in the rain, late raindrops're whispering: you were in love... I was... forgive my heart: cooled off time heals... I'll leave my look to warm you up between the twigs

Lunar trail

		Night snuggles to the windows, In the high dreams again The moon floats, sad and at ease. You're quietly looking at the fire, But you're so afar... I'm not familiar with those shores. Lunar trail on the dark path of the waves, Lunar trail leads you far away In a world where is no place for me In a world where I am a stranger. I could touch your lips, But the distance so big I feel so lonely with you, sorry... And do not mind anyway Never Earthy Love won't found In your underwater kingdom. Lunar trail on the dark path of the waves, Lunar trail leads you far away In a world where is no place for me In a world where I am a stranger. In a world where is no place for me In a world where I am a stranger.

When you wish...

		Imagination helps to dream... about sky divided in two parts and even covered in nighty silk still indecisive standing at the edge I am. Night's squeezing in between us I can hear the rhythm of your heart this steady sound started like a canon repeats the chanting melody of love. Imagination helps to dream... about sky divided in two parts... forgive me for your pain untangle tricky wish while wandering and looking for the star just landed on my palm.