by Alicja Kuberska
Carmine roses bloom in the midst of winter ,
Drowsy violets peak from under leaves
And daisies stand white in the grass.
The sun heats the earth
And brightens short days with a warm glow.
I notice tenderly embraced lovers in a park.
Gracious fate gives them one more chance
For an unexpected meeting.
Eyes, surrounded by rays of wrinkles, laugh.
Wind ruffles hair, tosses delicate
Silver threads of gossamer.
And so, unannounced, tardy love arrived
They have the choice of a new path,
Maybe a last chance for happiness.
Life took away their naïve faith
And burned away old feelings.
It left them some dreams
And much hope for a better tomorrow
They are lost in thoughts
Doubts and fears spring up
From the shadows like ghouls
The head says: no….it’s not worth it….think it over…
The heart says-yes…go forwards…fall in love..
Nature has stopped the hands of the clock.
Red hearts bloom.
Poland
Copyright ©:
Alicja Kuberska
A few random poems:
- Ольга Седакова – Успение
- The Country Doctor by Will McKendree Carleton
- Валерий Брюсов – К моей стране
- Shillin’ a Day by Rudyard Kipling
- The Story of Ung by Rudyard Kipling
- Константин Бальмонт – Чудовище с клеймом
- The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Other Side of Panic by Martina Reisz Newberry
- The Little Big Man by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet 97: How like a winter hath my absence been by William Shakespeare
- Towards The sky by Pushpendra Singh Baghel
- An Epitaph 2 (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Orlando Furioso Canto 20 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Олег Бундур – Света у доски
- Vivien
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- This Moment, Yearning and Thoughtful. by Walt Whitman
- This Dust was Once the Man. by Walt Whitman
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
- This Compost. by Walt Whitman
- Think of the Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Thick-Sprinkled Bunting. by Walt Whitman
- These, I, Singing in Spring. by Walt Whitman
- There was a Child went Forth. by Walt Whitman
- The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman
- That Shadow, my Likeness. by Walt Whitman
- That Music Always Round Me. by Walt Whitman
- Tests. by Walt Whitman
- Tears. by Walt Whitman
- Still, though the One I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- States! by Walt Whitman
- Starting from Paumanok. by Walt Whitman
- Spontaneous Me. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit whose Work is Done. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene. by Walt Whitman
- Sparkles from The Wheel. by Walt Whitman
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
