Some more poems

"Crack"

Some purple silence, some move
Unexpected by the sun

After the meeting point
Before the circling
Tears came, flowing lovingly
Tenderness and the grace - movingly.

Spark me down to the beat of water.
Disperse me into ocean of your sound
Let me be the space between stones and flowers

Green-wide, ever changing, free
Recapture the bounty of leaves
Snake the shape of unknowing
Be the bird which wakes up

To the morning of yellow
Be the wind and the hand
That is wide-spread over the land
Lords of the past

Ricks and raps, removing the blue
Into the rue de avalanche
Into the voidness of transvission
Wider, wider then the screen
Masure by masure, golden tresure

Peace makers in coffe stores
Stereotypes and willow dronnes
Abrease - abrest - abolished in
The canyons of knowing

Regard the everlasting, lush the tards of blush
Be the mush which is forgiveness

Nestling in the heart
To hard to crack?


"Crescent"

Few drops of light
Give me a night
Few smells of regret
Give me a prize
Few colors of forgetfulness
Give me a yellow stone
Few inches of collission
Give me the bottle of wine
Few pieces of holiness
Give me the roses

And I will, I will
Promise you in the side
Of it all...become

Like nothing ever happened
Like empty sky
Like a dimond.


"Ever-after-rain"

Rainforest melting in the heart
Of life...aboundant with smelling pots
Aside from the hibiscus tea
To orchestrate migration scalons
To refill the sacred cohesions
To bounce back to the doorless
Dormitory of light and lightness

Pearls in cacao cake...spontaneous
Filtration, water-marks and emblems
Brave chemistry of nothing exceptional
Multitude of noise in the storeless
Abolision, reborn to be sad
Reborn to be renewed of sound

Flickering fires ablaze, distinctions
Being the splits of seconds...
Being the bone of heaven to
Corespond endlessly to the meaning with
The meat.

Solitude and flowers, flees of flight
Foremost freaky of its own flowering

And again I see the sunrise, like in old
Good days, when everything and no-thing
Was ok.

Remedies dispersing in the ocean
Let it be so...

Poetry

hi :)


I wrote quite much poetry in last three months and
somehow didnt have time to share it, so now I do little
trial to fill that gap:


"Emblems of love"

Little letters, drops sleaping by
Slight coherence, forms emerging
Quietude of the evening, sleepy rain
Coldness and warmth mingling between
Each other...like two birds on the sky
Wind and the sun catching the meaning of their
Conversation. Listen carefuly, gently.

Flowers appear like from a dream
Divinity and the roses, white and pink
Red and sacred. Waterfalls...

Whispering in far corner of our hearts
Green leaves fill you with invisible bounty
Touching your legs and hips
Breath deeper, be quiet
Time seems only to beat. But in where
Is his circle? Close your eyes...open them

Colors play like in dance, let them do as they will
The thrill of the morning, secrecy of night
Emblems of love on white paper. Can you write?
Do you still listen?

Rainbow gathering

Hello friends :)


Long time - no write. Well, when you are traveling much
it is difficult sometimes to get to the internet and espacially
when you are on things like rainbow gathering. It was in
Belgian forests, close to french border and close to Luxemburg.

My very good friend - Alina invited me there after we separated
with Dina, since I had time, no money and no other idea I said
yes. Now it is over and we are back in Gent, so I can from this
perspective say what it was like, what has happened and how
it felt.

First, I had and still do resistance to the material discomfort,
we were sleeping in a tent and there was no toilets, just kind
of 'shit pit'. If you wanted to wash your clothes or your body
you had to do it in the river which was usually cold, but still
I managed to do it three or four times in period of two weeks.
With clothes it wasnt working anyway because it was not
allowed to use soap in the river for eco purposes. What was good?

Well, lots of beautiful, open people, who live alternative lifestyles,
mostly traveling, many art people and of course spiritual people too.
Fire was burning almost all the time and was kind of center of the
gathering, there we ate together food twice a day. Gathering was
supported by the means of 'magic hat' which means you can give
what you have and want to give. I loved the beauty of place, wild
forest, silence and morning sunshine spreading on the leaves and
water. I loved dancing and singing, sometimes music was better
then in other times because rotation of people on such an event is
quite big, some come just for an evening, others just for one day,
some for all the month.

With relations nothing happened so far, I had some expectations
that maybe my friend would be interested but it seems that she
likes me precisely because I don't have them - or didnt have them
in the past. There was many hugs, some cold, uncomfortable nights,
some friendly hands - I got tent and jacket from one friend and
warm sweater from another. We did some healing singing in a circle
which I liked very much and felt it inside my body very good, it
was to sing name of person which was laying in the middle of the
circle to give her/him attention and presence conected with sound.

Like for me there was still too much cigaretes and grass but yeah,
these are mostly hippie, earth people, you cant expect always
perfection :)

Now, being in some university computer depot I consider to
look for some work in Gent or go soon to France again to some
center where they also help childeren, somehow I had difficulty
to find their website on the net, so maybe my choice becomes
more and more limited.

In any case, let the love rules!