Posts Tagged ‘Poems’

Summer of ’10

November 16, 2010

Yon in deep of the summer, far.
Up wherein white continents wander.
Momentarily,
as rays of the sun escape in between the clouds,
brightly.
Finally free fulfilment of expectation grants a glimmer of light
being short but ever so complete.

This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Cheerio

4220 days in orbit

February 19, 2008

feel these de-orbiting fiery fragments

the leftovers to be given out while they last

from the flaming core of my inferno

where innocent fortune shifted slowly

into decades of useless transparency

about to vanish as if it did not exist at all

This was inspired by the dull fact that I’ve been soon employed a dozen of years by the same company. Sometimes it’s not so glamor job at all.

Cheerio

This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Prayer at the foot of the Himalayas

November 7, 2007

Among lined cypresses
memories caress coastline of Kalami Bay.
Where the harbor greets a traveller
returning to an island, Greece.

The poet is home – at last.

Unlearned are the bitter wars
as well as lemons on Bellapais Abbey.
To the west of Nîmes on the Vidourle river
the end is set in Sommières, France.

The poet is free – at last.

Cheerio

This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Soporific Cicadas

January 15, 2007

Somewhere
from the slits
of bark of a twig
the newborn nymphs
drop to the ground

Like prime numbers their
life-cycle is buried
underground
as nymphs
in depths

Inspired by Cicada Life cycle in Wikipedia

Cheerio

This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Мир (11881 Mirstation)

November 5, 2006

Just 0.000018 parallax of one arc seconds away

Who will lean on the Soviet Union
whereat skies are black

Does it help out our impression
while Russian motherhood lies intact

Still

as even are the orbital tracks
so in heat will young virgins stay

Does burnt down skin and bones
Allow one’s soul to pray

In honoring the memory of Mir asteroid 11881 Mirstation
was named after the space station.
This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Cheerio