Saturday, February 23, 2013

Wide, wider, the widest...

The universe is wider than our views of it.
H.D.Thoreau 
 
the path runs
along the trees,
around the pond,
I've found myself
at the same place
with sign "Start"...

the same people
surrounded me,
traveling from
point A to B,
seemingly have
not recognized yet
the deja vu
where they flee.

I anticipate
my new path,
but for now -
how to bypass
perpetual circle,
where all passers-by
believe they drive
velocity vehicle.

I stop. Look around.
Look up high.
There are something
a crow's
trying to tell me
loud,
almost tore up
the throat,
its hoarse voice
performs grand plie
in my stomach...

I'm on the way
to see a nurse
to appease my
endless worry,
so if you're annoyed by
moaning voice,
please, forgive me,
I am sorry.
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Surprise

 
I wanna to stretch
a horizon
and go behind
my borders
to search for
answers,
reflected the views
of my near future,
captured by
surprise
with simple
question:
are you still desire
to be happy?
really happy? -
without doubt -
I will unbottle
the feelings,
and only then - act.
Image credit: fitplusmag.com

Friday, February 22, 2013

Mask

...on the wall I see
more than one mask,
which one you'll wear
for following task?
living as playing,
climbing from
one stage to other, -
no rage, just
curiosity sphere,
the challenge to take
the heights,
like in sport:
winner receives reward -
comprehensive spot
in records of art -
velocity era.

When done
with the task -
you hang back
the mask, and
ask the heaven
on ascended level
for newest challenge,
that fits you the best.

Ah, this short moment
I'd like to chase
to meet with no mask,
your only face...

Monday, February 18, 2013

Imprint


The roses are wilted,
the hips are bended
to touch the ground
with heedless tongue
of so dry petals
too soon forgotten
behind life bustle
to better times.

Their thorns got dulled,
the beauty no longer
attracts buzzing bugs
with mystic odor,
just grace and wisdom,
imprinted as witness,
another live flow
in labyrinth of throbs.
Image credit: deviantart.com

Friday, February 15, 2013

The Energy

The Energy I feel
calls
to close
presence
awareness,
throws
icicles,
braking walls
between
body-soul,
thawed
earth
breathes
easy;
as well as we drink
a broth for
weakened
body, -
match your
energy
with awakened
Earth.
Image credit: http://nonnihil.deviontArt.com by John R.Freeman Jr.

Buds for Bugs

Before they bloom
the flowers learn fast
how better to open
the hidden beauty
inside of the buds,
meant to be chosen
by bugs,
buzzing in a line
to enjoy the juices
of the best one.
Which will open
the first?
Image credit: flickr.com

Simple things

 
 In the face
of time coming
I'd love to build
the nest like
birds could do:
straw by straw;
hold the hands
with the bright
summer days,
feel at ease;
fill my lungs
with an air,
see how heart's
prospered
with a breeze.
Image credit: www.pxleyes.com