ON A DULL SEPTEMBER DAY 2.9.15

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Dear September

Where is the sun

Where is all fun?

You look like November!

69. SILLY SPORTS 2.9.15

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Some sports

Are worse than bad

And that’s sadder than sad

They just distort…

The human essence

Drawing a sharp line

As a serious sign

Of human absence.

FAREWELL 2.9.15

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Good-bye, my love, farewell

I must go away

But was unable to say…

Simply couldn’t tell.

I don’t know where to go

I fell like a vagrant

Who can never grant

A clear YES or NO.

68. WIKIPEDIA 31.8.15

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A random article

At Wikipedia

The Free Encyclopedia

Is a smaller or bigger particle

Doubtful or precise

Not always reliable

But handy, that’s undeniable,

And, sometimes, really wise.

67. MY DOLLHOUSE 30.8.15

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My name is Barbie-Polly

I have a house of my own

And lots of nice gowns

And I love the strawberry lolly.

My little palace is wonderful

I am fond of it indeed

And I love to read

To be both clever and beautiful.

But my house is my prison

I am attached to it

Must sleep there, or sit

Will I lose there my reason?

66. HI LLUCKYBIRD 29.8.15

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Hi Lluckybird how are you

How do you do.

Hi my old mate

Let’s meet by Tate.

Let’s talk about the old days

Our adventures and ways.

65. A TELEPHONE CALL 29.8.15

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29.8.15 c vI had a long call recently

Such things don’t  happen to me frequently

The call was from abroad, a business talking

And I was by my garden, walking

It seems I dropped the ball

During that unexpected call

No result, nothing,

No email, no other ring.

64. NEW SONG 28.8.15

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The Beatles cry: HELP

And I scream with them and yelp.

Where is my yellow submarine

Who will help me?

Norwegian wood stretches all around

From the sky to the very ground.

Ah, Girl, Girl,

My sweet Michelle

Ah, you are a boy (sorry, I forgot)

My memory need help a lot.

63. PEPPER AND SPICE 28.8.15

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spice

Pepper and spice,

Pasta, cary, or rice

With black beans. Nice!

62. MISTAKES 28.8.15

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Mistakes, both big and small

May have effects, yes, all.

Slip up, miss or overlook

And you must pay and re-book.

61. GO AWAY! 28.8.15

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When two parties are into a quarrel and rude

Don’t interfere, and don’t intrude

Better turn and go away

And don’t spoil your day!

60. FRAGILE 27.8.15

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www.pinterest.comDelicate, daintly, and vulnerable

Beautiful, nice and adorable

Suffering from carelessness,

Malignance and wickedness…

The plants, flowers, and trees

The rivers, lakes and seas

And human beings

With broken hearts and  feelings…

WALKING IN THE CROWD 26.8.15

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Walking around

I don’t like strange sounds

So I put my headphones and walk

And hear neither noise nor talk.

The crowd waves beside me like the sea,

And I can softly dream about you and me.

59. REFRESHED 26.8.15

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26.8.15 PA LOGU

No rain for ages

Some weeks at least

And driven by rage

You start grinding your teeth like a beast

Being unable to water your flowers…

Thanks God, yesterday night you  had a long shower

And the world seems refreshed

Not so tired and depressed.

58. DREADFUL DARKNESS 26.8.15

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HALLOWEEN 2010

Autumn arrives with darkness

And you feel scared – more or less –

Well, summer heat in August is a bit tiresome

So your heart waits for September to come

Meanwhile a looong, bleak season looms ahead

Perhaps better to be dead?

57. YOUR ALARM CLOCK 25.8.15

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It’s six in the morning:

Your alarm clock is screaming

A greyish dull day knocking at your door

Promising boring hours and nothing more

Your office is waiting for you

For you and your colleagues, too

Your alarm clock will triumph again

As you leave, in sleet or rain,

And a crowded tube will carry you away

Towards a senseless, bleak day…

56. THE POWER OF MY DAHLIA’S PORTRAIT 24.8.15

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24.8.15bd1A horrible drought

Who would have thought

Or expected such glow

So many days in a row…

My white dahlia at the picture smiles, anyway,

Making a great day

In spite of the terrible heat

At the portrait it looks lovely and neat…

I admire my dahlia’s love of life

And don’t see the slightest sign of strife.

Life is beautiful

And unbelievably plentiful.

55. HOLDING HANDS.23.8.15

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MY VERY FAV. PICTURE OF GLADIOLI remember

One great day in September

Holding hands with my dearest one,

Standing under a hot sun

With gladioli for my first teacher…

Well, I see clearly every feature

Of my very first day at school.

Gosh, that was really cool!

54. DEAR DIARY. 23.8.15

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23.8.15skyDear Diary, my comrade-of-arms

In peaceful hours, and alarms,

My truthful friend and mate,

Reliable, at any rate,

Always helpful,

Welcome and thankful

For every word and phrase,

Never wanting to erase

anything…  though my old laptop

Loved to delete, and crop.

Nevertheless, I didn’t mind

And found another kind

Of tools, and a new way

For fixing my humble day.

53. TEAR- JERKER. WILD STRAWBERRIES 22.8.15

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imagesBlack and white

Strict as day and night

Old movie, nice and dear,

Brings you to tears.

The past and present times live side by side

And you can neither flee nor hide

Yesterday seems as real as today

And they meet for a while

You can only smile, with tears in your eyes…

And then the magic scene dies.

52. MEMORY LANE 22.8.15

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My memory lane

Full of sadness and pain

Comes now and again…

The happy past

Likes to cast

Moments that do last.

51. SUNRISE AND SUNSET 22.8.15

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25.4.12pa logu 20.34The Sun says hello every morning,

And good-night every evening

And even on a dull, cloudy day

The Sun manages to say

And send its magic light

Before the day, and before the night.

Only sometimes our eyes fail

To see the Sun’s healing trail.

50. JUST SAY NO 19.8.15

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How would you feel

After saying NO

To a dirty deal?

Great, or so-so?

You can lose something

But that’s nothing

To your gained self-esteem

Or maybe that’s a daydream?

FIREWORKS 19.8.15

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fireworks

Most of people love fireworks

It seems so

I detest them. That’s that

49. TWO WALLS AND THE CORNER 17.8.15

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At a large hall

One wall met another wall

Both were nice and polite

So everything seemed all right.

But then a problem arose:

They couldn’t  be too close!

Between the walls

Stubborn and tall

A corner stood proudly

Laughing loudly.

48. AUGUST STARS 16.8.15

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Lietus pa logu 16.5.12 21.52Eight dark and menacing cars

Down, behind my windows sleep

At night, so calm and deep.

But above me there are lots of stars,

Scarcely visible, I would say,

But they are there, peaceful,

Reliable and beautiful,

And nobody can make them go away.

47. LIGHT IN THE DARK 15.8.15

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BLACK MOONDark, seemingly hopeless night

No way seen anywhere

Only dim moonlight

Hangs over there…

Will the morning come again?

With hopelessness and disdain?

But maybe with something new and strange

Just for a change?

46. WHEN MUD IS FUN. LA GADOUE. JANE BIRKIN 15.8.15

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Dirty rain

The car is failing again

But Life is great

Friends come never late!

45. MY MIRROR 15.8.15

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PROFESOR FILUTEKMy mirror started to talk one day

And that’s what it seemed to say:

— Why don’t you look at me any more

As often as you did some time before?

I didn’t care to reply

Reluctant to tell the truth, or to lie.

My mirror looked a bit sad.

At last it sighed hard and said:

— Well, it seems I know why…

Take care, please, and good-bye.

44. INSULT 14.8.15

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One might be hurt by calling the names

Even if the name is of some fame

Well, notorious one, of the beast

To whom bloodshed is a feast

Such insults will never be forgot

Be it justified or not.

43. THE SOUND OF SILENCE 13.8.15

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Sometimes silence shrieks or whines

When the heart – yours or mine –

Is full till the very brink

Making us unable to think,

When the pain overrules our minds

And the common sense fails to remind

That silence gives comfort and peace

And offers us some kind of release.

42. ABANDONED 13.8.15

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A time-worn warehouse

Left by all but a grey mouse,

Ghastly, empty, miserable,

Neither beautiful nor comfortable,

Broken shelves, tables and chairs

All around and everywhere,

With ugly blind windows,

And weird shapes hidden by shadows.

Agonizing, helpless –

A real beacon of wretchedness.

I CAN! 12.8.15

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I am a big man

And I can

To think and act

That’s the fact!

The stars will lead me

Far away. You see:

I am not a toddler any more

I am much stronger than before!

I can!

41. WHAT YOU DON’T KNOW 12.8.15

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My deepest thoughts and dreams

I’ll never reveal

Neither in rain, nor sunshine beams:

They are my secret, they are my private deal.

40. CAR KEYS 9.8.15

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I’ve got my car keys

Of a deep blue Ford

Don’t laugh  at me, don’t tease!

I could afford!

And I can drive too

And give a lift to you!

39. COFFEE OR TEA? 9.8.15

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Coffee, or tea?

The tea is better, for me.

Well, coffee isn’t bad

When you feel too sad.

Both are O.K.

But Ahmad Earl Grey,

Anyway,

Makes my Day!

38. STARTING A FIRE 9.8.15

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1.1.15 candleYour first look,

Just as in a silly book,

Lit a sparkle bright

In a black night.

From the sparkle a fire grew

Uniting me to you…

37. JAPANESE PUZZLE 9.8.15

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22.10.13gm peecsala

A puzzle, Japanese,

With countless pieces

Makes some sense

Indirect, but tense:

A castle clad in fog

A laughing frog

A merry sword

Speaking without words

A delicate flower

Warm summer showers

A magic moonlight

At cloudless night…

36. FRAME IT! 9.8.15

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Be just

To everyone

Don’t trust

The evil one.

35. WAR AND PEACE 7.8.15

August 7, 2015 - One Response

7.8.15 port. 2.zWar and Peace:

War is a horrible disease,

Peace is Health,

Happiness and Wealth.

Why a brother kills his brother,

Why peoples hate each other?

All the world seems to be  involved in fights,

Aren’t I right?

34. AN HOUR OUTSIDE. 6.8.15

August 6, 2015 - One Response

6.8.15c jungle

The bees buzzing

The cosmos jungle whispering

The cars beside my garden driving

Somebody at the tent still snoring

The neighbours chatting…

Meanwhile the sun silently shining

The sky staring

The clouds floating.

RED 5.8.15

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Red is the world all around

From the skies to the very ground

My tree’s heart is red too

Because I love you!

33. ROYAL CROWN 5.8.15

August 5, 2015 - One Response

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The royal crown of Denmark

Made of jewels and gold

Never to be sold

A magnificent symbol and mark

Of ancient kingdom

Dignity and wisdom.

32. YELLOW. REWRITING A CLASSIC POEM 5.8.15

August 5, 2015 - One Response

OSCAR WILDE. SYMPHONY IN YELLOW

An omnibus across the bridge

Crawls like a yellow butterfly,

And, here and there, a passer-by

Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow hay

Are moved against the shadowy wharf,

And, like a yellow silken scarf,

The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to fade

And flutter from the Temple elms,

And at my feet the pale green Thames

Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

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WV. YELLOW

A yellow ship floats

Across the river

A girl stands and shivers

By a restless boat.

Big barges crawl

Through the thick twilight

Soon does come the night

The fog falls down like a yellow shawl.

The leaves lose their colour

And fly down from the grand elms

And the tired old Thames

Radiates some kind of valour.

31.MY PROFESSOR 4.8.15

August 4, 2015 - One Response

16.12.13 LIEPAS

 A. Š. was my teacher when I was in my teens

But I still see Him  like on a magic screen

A.Š.  was demanding, but just

And our relations were built on trust.

A. Š.  taught us literature,language and history

And He had a great private library

Being an avid reader our teacher infected us too

Not all, of course, but quite a few…

A.Š. was a great traveller and wrote tourist guides

And He was a stately handsome man besides.

30. WATERSTONES – MY HEAVEN 3.8.15

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Oxfordstreet in London

Is perfectly done

High street in many towns

May knock you down

But Waterstones are the best

Standing high above the rest

Well, Waterstones are my main target.

They are my nirvana and paradise

They purify me and energize…

waterstones

29. IF… 2.8.15

August 2, 2015 - 2 Responses

2.8.15 c pie dIf you have a green paradise

Beautiful and nice

Where flowers smile every morning

Then you can smile back – that’s a real thing.

If you have books

To read

Or just look

At them, then indeed

You are the happy one

Under this sun.

Life is rich in little treats and delights

Just don’t let them out of sight!

28. SHADOW IN MEADOW 1.8.15

August 1, 2015 - Leave a Response

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I’d love to be a shadow

In a lovely meadow

And to be light as a feather

And to have great  weather!

To be a shadow of my own

In a royal gown….

27. THE CLOSED DOOR. BEFORE AND NOW 1.8.15

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The Closed Door

Seems to separate

NOW and BEFORE

And it’s too late

To regret

The Past.

Better would be to forget,

But the weak human being

Cannot run away

And keeps seeing

The bygone days

Behind The Door

On the side of BEFORE

Though the very door doesn’t give in

And one can’t get  within.

26. ONE OF MY PHOBIAS 31.7.15

July 31, 2015 - One Response

31.7.15 c vThe worst thing isn’t the old age

But weakness and diseases

To be imprisoned in the disability cage

Without any hope to be released….

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