August’s gone, wrapped up in harvest veil,So sad and sweet, and rich, and ripe, and kind,I am reading now long autumn mail,Tempting, tender, rainy and – unsigned.
Hi, Watermelon Snow.You’re here for summer.Sweet, fruity snow. As sticky as brown honey.Too sweet to feel unhappy, when you’re ’round.When real snow wins over, I don’t want to know.For now – the world is fun, the world is funny.And bees are making singing summer sounds.
Lights going off in my room. The play’s over.Sky’s now lit up. And electric reality starts.Sky is now bruised. Let the rain-leaves become healing clover.Clouds dance, as if there’s a party of damp, weeping hearts.I’m not invited. I’m inside. I’m out of their circle,Sitting alone at the screen and just reading some Joyce.Rain seems toContinue reading “Electric Sky”
Blue rain, and love, and joy, and chilly summer – All’s passed, all’s gone, all’s bending heads to autumn. There’ll still be rain and chill and joy – between the lines, But love cannot survive the summer death.
You remember, we found ourselves In a small and stuffy coffee cup. In a trap – black, and strong, and so smokey. There was no escape – wide open eyes. Wide awake I was – aware of you. Bookless ashes on black, burnt-down shelves, And two coffee-cups close – looking up. And the flickering light,Continue reading “Too Much Coffee”
See the trees there, like runaway brides Tearing their innocent sky-blue veils, Bending their bodies to the dark side, Trashing my past, this dirty junk mail. Un-wed me, un-love me, un-propose, Cut the ugliest tree on that hill. Find a fair, truly innocent rose, And make sure that she whispers “I will”.
Out in the shallow sea My knees have hit the bottom. Wet, salty hair And floating dress. There, on the shore – A big past mess. Stuck in this starless, shipless night, A short-haired mermaid starts to panic. Get me to the first ship in sight, Even if it’s Titanic.
A story of thousand flights,Of shot wingsAnd fallsAnd angel-like redemptions –Do not trust someone who writesThis story for you.Take the feather,WriteAnd flyOn your own.Fall in painBut rise in graceJust as you’ve put it down.‘Cause no saintShows his faceTill his wings are not grown.
Glasses, lips and shoes – Red is all I choose, You are of no use Anymore. Yellow coat embrace Laugh into your face. My heart lacks your space. Close the door. Forgive me, I am getting savage, This passion’s more than I can manage, My heart belongs to this new outfit Don’t be jealous –Continue reading “I Just Love It”
When stars steal my necklace, My pearls shine in summer sky I am more than reckless I give them away and sigh. When stars melt like ice-cream, And fall on my trembling palm, Red moon comes to rising And my heartbeat is far from calm. When stars know I’ve met you, When I’m glued toContinue reading “Milky Way”