poetry and some more
Last year while at work in a mall, they were handing out roses to ladies for the Valentine's Day weekend. I noticed these two roses, sadly discarded without a second thought. My attention kept wandering there for the time until I was done with work. As I was leaving I felt compelled to rescue them. … Continue reading Roses are Red…
a forgotten acquaintance offers flowers to eat, their anthers specifically which i must say were nectary, sitting in a red double-decker bus until other passengers boarded i then drove my car into a dark so dense, so deep even darkness was not visible hesitantly moving on bewildered, bewildered, bewildered! i was guided to a bluish dawn perhaps not … Continue reading anthers of a flower
It was just an ordinary nothing When nature conspired with God And after many months of preparation A sudden haze of mauve bells bloomed Unimaginable on a once unremarkable tree Canopy for the weary, Delight for observers from highrises And all the people noticed, they were jovial ... for a while With flowers that rain upon the people Like … Continue reading An Ordinary Nothing
Reaching the point that could break me... ... or will it?
created to be vulnerable petals of the sunflower blossom facing the sun just as our minds expand when lit with imagination
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
POET CAFE - blog by Alex Markovich (42 y.o., Russia, author, artist, theater director)
The Power of Story
poetry and some more
write, right?
Cogito, ergo sum
