again blues drags on green again

 

Де ж ті журавлі журавлинні цукруються?

 

 

So much is known

in Spellful World

of Newborns..!

Chocolate Against War!

 

On such wet-snowy night

my tongue will dream of Thy tide?

 

Men cut down trees and sell them,

but time will chop men down

and no tree will buy them.

Chocolate Green

 

Universal Law for Earthlings: rain beats snow

 

Thomas Moore on snowy hills reminds Thee of..window sills?

Snow me Thy Love

In Her World:

honey falls from the sky, instead of snow.

 

wet sock & Thomas Moore

 

Music is the only sign of social development everyone needs.

 

Mystery of snowy tree crowns music in the wind..!

 

raise a chalk (raisin and chocolate), or nonsensaturday

 

 

No snow conceals the Serpent's navel from the Green Eye of Libra..!

Running at noon, saddened by midnight

 

Bread's not too white day (?)

Why don't cats care about the lack of electricity in their home?

 

Flowers blooming under snow..

Pink as Floyd

Silentium of April snow..

Ukrainians aren't ideological by nature.

the Skies today rested on 4 swans

АФАФА-trees

I've seen a snow leaving my Home;

leaving my Home i've seen a snow

Green or white,

can't help a car

losing its wheels

Stars and constellations remind of rash on pretty lass' buttock

Appleteeth

..trembling glass, windy crows..

..eggs on windowsill, snow outside my door..

Yesterday's chocolate was inexcusable luxury,

Monday too.

Jean Paul the Borrow-man

Who let Schwarzenegger into my Dream?!

the Man can't outrun the Snow with a single poem.

Who spilled these little depardieus out of my eyes?!

Chocolate Fish

Lass choosing vegetables, and in herself - a poetry.
Snow and slush are retinue of runner!
Thought about history turns one into its' indefinite past.

7 hours of poetry

..Oh tangerine peel on my heart!..

Sowed acorns from balcony.

Blessing is a rhyme without need in outer electricity.

..of myriad bleached pieces of sun

Music that you don't hear at the moment

happen to be more musical,

than anything you heard before.

Run is an act of comforting yourself.

All these snowflakes are points of view unread.

Stomach Coaxing Day

One satirical poem through the midnight leads to

late awakening at the morning.

Climbing on a snowy hill,

step by step, rhyme by rhyme.

Presents to a man with no finances are sacrifices.

Semi-melancholic

Are dreams of broken wayback machine überhistorisch?

Women are too talkative on Catholic Christmas.

Glass of milk,

then cup of tea,

then spoon of moonlight

and a giant bowl of hot snow!

Underday

Garlic yoga morning.

Snow under the shadows,

hill under the sun,

hearts under the snow.

85 grams

of 47%-chocolate

at 32 years

is regretfully not enough.

(Pity, there's no) God (to) Bless Mondays

Christ couldn't care less about Christmas' date.

Dogs in a snowfall, flowers on a windowsill.

Face cream for men turns bread taste

to taste of face cream for men

for everyone.

Not a slippery yet

Margins of interesting novel are much brighter than a snow along the road, only sometimes.

Shavings of pencils, yellow and blue, on a saucer crafted with father's hands.

74% for Thee, 74% from Thee, bits of chili on nipples, pinches of salt on our tongues.

Get rid of shyness cunning tickles with fresh and yummy homegrown pickles

Humbly waiting for a man to finish his morning yoga, a garlic and a parrot..a carrot, sorry.

Reason for a snow to melt barely touching the road is a simple universal modesty of a snow.

'Pickles won't spoil Thy dreams, baby..' - was Her answer