The Lady Or The Tramp - a warm up poem
The river or the island
The island or the Camelot
The Shalott or Sir Lancelot
A magic web or a broken heart
A real life lived or a lonely art
Four towers or the fragrant flowers
The Shalott or The Camelot
The mirror or Sir Lancelot
A water lily or an aspen tree
Be imprisoned or just set free
Art to create or life to be
The Shalott or Sir Lancelot
The mirror or The Camelot
The silent coffin or the singing boat
The noise of heaven or silence remote
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The Death Of A Ballerine
as of tomorrow brought aside
room cornered snares
your ballet shoes cast
the feet in sorrow can no longer glide
the caring sun spares
your dance of dust
you're here to prove
the sun never sets
for beautiful hearts
and their pirouettes
corner-alone
too tiny a dress
and naked shoulders
eyes made of stone
dark line can guess
the sight that smoulders
heart piercing sigh
in an empty gape
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The Markedness Place
May as well be the well with no more wishes
But for you to look at its drought
The star too tired to wink at any more sense
The bird that does not ask about the meaning of its flight
The names uplisting downlisting spitting
At the meaning of numbers
The door that's there just to be mute about an entrance
The milkman recycled in too many bottles
That licked the last dropp from the their bottom
The cat lazily observing the softness of its paws
Having a chat with its day of independence
The eyes closed down on page one
In the registry books of sight
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Sometimes they come, you know
when the weather is not really nice
to put me somewhere into some chart
a table of contents and pagination signs
to mis-ex-spell me when I don't do it right
to capitalize me ontitle me onbook me somewhere
when I am lost in virtual waves shortness bioged
I change the direction of my settling
even though the scores remain
we stay equally misguided
which is the easiest thing in the world, I think
(I think sometimes, proverbially on Monday :))
I'm sure one day we'll break even
idiolectally mutually unrecognised
my corrector masking tapes and me-
solely instrumentalized
as I am trying to see into the sense
of what I am doing free of charge
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Time Out
Hello fighters time out!
Time to take some rest
Time to take a test
Much a do do over
A high stereo low hysteria
History hystrionic merri-go-mad
A psycho path qu’est que c’est
Ein stain of agony in atom bloom
Cries over its own discovery
Mourns its own invention
Hair astray freedom no recovery
A hell paved in with a good intention
A Nike’s victory at dead end sitting
Chair astray duck electric powered
Freedom aside prison devoured
A branch astray progress knitting
Charlie darling take a deep look at
A root cut bottom of a day
We’ll repent schism of all the –isms
Bruised by sharp ends of prisms
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Like He Was Love He Is/Kao On Sto Bio Je Ljubav Je On
Being after the breath as if after the light
A butterfly chased by its wing
From the edge of the end pushed away removed
Burnt down by candles a road to sorrow path
To the beggars and begs a gown sewed for the sky
He knew neither hands nor touches
Neither the words nor the colour of his crown
Died for the beauty in an earthly pain
In a grave and verse not to die again
Like he was love he is
A throne built for an endless possible
Like he was love he is
A throne built for an endless possible
Za dahom ko za svjetlom
Leptir krilom gonjen
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A Political Lullabyebye
We sway you left and right
And central boom
We care about your doom
Sway you left and right
And central boom
We care about your doom
We’re briberal lateral uni bi
Sing a historical lullabyebye
We preserve conserve reserve we serve
Preserve conserve reserve we serve
Driving along a deadly curve
We critically knit an enclytical web
High tide low tide ebb
We’re red and green blue and white
Bring you bread and flags and human right
Make you sleep in tune so sweet and high
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Let me be today (Nafaka)
Tomorrow I will die
There’s still some time to go
Let go of me today
There’s a sky I’ve got to kiss
Tomorrow I will cry
Today I’ve got to seize the day
It’ll slip away into oblivion
Today I’ve got to step out of the circle
It’s not my time to leave
To drag the soul out of the shells
I want to know everything
But this is not the day to ask
Let go of me today
I need to be one with everything
I’ll part some other day
Let go of me one more day
It’s not my time yet
I’ll die another one
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There's Nothing One Can Say Against Goodbye
i never knew it would be like this
a certain always or a deja vue
seen too many times but hurts just the same
i keep saying it's ok
and it is it really is
'cos one cannot make anybody
anybody stay
and there's nothing one can do
against goodbye
i live, you know, at the joints
in the pack of cards towers
that turn down too easily i know
i have never learned to build solidly
i know it all serves me right
my fault is sort of my way of the world
and it's ok
it really is
'cos one cannot make anybody
anybody love you
and there's nothing one can do
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All The Colours Of The Blue-Sve Boje Plavog
I know the colour of the night
for I am the colour of the night
I dress it in whiteness
it dies out in a snowflake
I know the red of the twilight
for I die with every sunset
deliver it in my own blood
I know the colour of the dawn
for I rise with every sun
the black I dress it in
mourns an encaged butterfly
I know the colour of the smiling water
for I am the smiling water
hiding tears in each of the drops
And I know all the colours of the blue
for blue is mine
cloud sewn dawn
poznajem boju noći
jer ja sam boja noći
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