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| *Drawings by Vladimir Kush, Poem by me! |
No one knew that beyond the closed artery
there lay a beating heart
In the corners of the lonely night
there exists a blinking star
there lay a beating heart
In the corners of the lonely night
there exists a blinking star
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| Journey Along the Edge Of The Earth |
A scream from an old goose
informs of a party
informs of a party
tired feet of a thought
roots from within
roots from within
There is no belief in flight
One day a dream shall blow itself up
till it reaches the moon
I'll color it blue
It's the sky itself
till it reaches the moon
I'll color it blue
It's the sky itself
I have given mysterious names to the flowers I shall grow
so the deer won't eat them
I have reshaped some of today's incidences
to fit in the map of my life and ripped a big piece that never fit
Now there is a big hole in my life's map
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she winks at me
Then, the sound of a man playing the flute near a blue river calms her
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| - Dream Catcher |
the girl sleeps in the deep dark hole
Now I need to hop on one foot around the Map
Now I need to hop on one foot around the Map
If all is well
no sound, no cry
I'll take a colored picture and hang the map on a ceiling
Then smile to all the negatives and every knife
no sound, no cry
I'll take a colored picture and hang the map on a ceiling
Then smile to all the negatives and every knife
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| *Waiting for luck-Kush |
I'll make a painting
'Do not Enter!'Will hang it above the Map!
There is a man still playing the flute
a young girl is having a sweat dream till eternity
a young girl is having a sweat dream till eternity
Dreaming of strawberries
This time when she wakes up
This time when she wakes up
New woman!
with hands that can grow lemon treeshands that can give, grow, birth
till there is the glorious sound of music.
May 2010
Copyright © 2012 Parissa Khosh
There is something about Kush's paintings that speak to my poetry! :)
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