by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
art, heartbreak, introspection, lost love, poems, romance,
white of the birch winter
the cold seeps into old bones
Lena
stare cold
only to those
who have not met
her heart
Siberian dreams
my white russian melts
in winters wind
confessions I give
red lips
made me sin
the spy within
by Serge Lyrewing |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, passion, poetess, sympathy,
My dream of yesterday I'm calling
under caress of a plush plaid,
What was that? And who won? Who's falling?
Who was defeated? What is bad?
I think again, I change my thinking,
Anew I feel the sweetest pain,
Say, was it love of just a winking,
I have no word for it again.
Who was the prey? Who was the hunter?
All is contrary, it is mad,
Siberian cat has got it under
that caress plaid.
Who, whose hand was the ball in
in our duel of self-win?
Oh, say, your heart or mine was rolling
and bouncing real.
So, do I want it, do I need it?
What did it show?
Say, did I win? Was I defeated?
I do not know.
23.10.1914
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Marina Tsvetaeva
by Ingrid Collins |
Categories:
death, inspirational, life, on writing and words,
The shaman in Siberian snows,
Singing and dying
And flying;
The Gnostic in life creating lines
Of song, of death,
Learning to heart his poetry,
To sing
With his last breath;
Pythagorus’s sacred password verse
Easing his transition
To heaven
From earth;
All know the deep wisdom
Of the mystic swan
Who sings as her soul takes flight
Towards the Love,
Towards the Light.
By the power of song,
By lines of love,
By pure poetry and profound enchantment,
We embrace the joyful journey
To the world
Of Spirit
by Scott Snyder |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, love, travel, woman,
Metal to metal
Bumping along
Monotonous humming
Anxiety strong
Trees in my window
Snow on the tracks
Towns without names
Filled with old wooden shacks
Surrounded by vodka
On tables and breaths
Checkers and Yahtzee
Gambling debts
Fervorous passion
Escaping my heart
Aching and yearning
For amorous spark
Pools of turquoise
In the aisle ahead
Hair shines like copper
Atop of her head
Rest here beside me
Capture my soul
Siberian angel
More precious than gold
Minutes to hours
Day into night
Curled beside me
Light up my life
Whispers from heaven
Capture my ears
Mind numbing beauty
Brings me to tears
by Atef Ayadi |
Categories:
art, inspirational, life, love, passion, philosophy, time,
Who said
Siberian hills
Are cold
And frozen?
Who saw a fire
So white
In a Siberian eyes
And green breast
So lighting and warm?
A land
For compassion
A shining crystal
That melts
To deliver a whisper
And a hushed water
Of life.
by Jake Aller |
Categories:
seasons, spring, summer, winter,
Spring times come early
Filling me with love
As I walk amid the snowing cherry trees
With the love of my life
By my side
,
Summertime heatwave
Heat dome
Wildfires burning
Floods flooding
A summer of hell on earth
,
Autumn beckons
With the weather soon turning cool
With the heat of the summer
Ending
Can’t wait for the summer of hell
To end
Winter will come again
Like it always does
But the winters are less brutal
Just a polar vortex
For a few weeks
Siberian weather
Covering the land
A little bit of snow
Then the winter ends
And the endless seasonal cycle
starts over again