<p>Almost all the poems I write are about the forest. For some reason, the forest inspires me to write about what is important to me.</p>
We got lost
Wandered in dreams
Laid in the sands
Got slightly sunburned
Watched the stars
Sang little songs
Ate way too much
And danced along
With the kids close by
With Dasha far away
We felt eternal
For her three-day flight.
I run,
I grasp you,
fresh wind
that doesn't enter me.
But only when
I don't expect,
this wind
flies into my soul.
I've badly slept.
I've badly eaten.
I've barely died today.
We came to the forest.
I hugged a pine.
Wandered with Dasha into its depths.
...
The forest speaks in depth.
About my feelings, my dreams.
I am waiting for a dawn in the dark sea
The wind lifts me like a twig
I would like to leave already, something holds
I wait, I wait for dawn in the darkness
I am waiting for a dawn in the light sea
Here it is, soon, for it is already light
But I have concealed myself, I persist-wait
Though I know what it looks like
I was going to go and snuggle in bed
To cuddle myself on the warm bedding
Now, I am not waiting for dawn
But for the sun, which will allow me to fall home
Well, what are you here for!
Sun!
You are taking too long!
I no longer want to look at you
I want you to come out quickly
And like a bird
Fly me to my bed
To get a little sleep
.... here it comes out....
And no need for bed
In vain, you,
I resisted the dawn
I hid among the flowers
Tra ta ta ta ta
Such a good game
For a little boy
I'll walk along the path
Tra ta ta ta ta
With my net, touching
The topics of existence
I pick up a little snake
Tra ta ta ta ta
So it doesn't die from a ditch
I let it crawl to the grass
I want to think of the eternal
Tra ta ta ta ta
But for now, I'm carefree
So nonsense happens.
We do not know each other
But serious questions have arisen
Revealing our pains
Nakedly, we stand confronting them
The whole world is unknown to one another
There is faith that a conversation is possible
Yet words consume all meaning
And without words, a silent prayer
I speak not the right words
Deepening the agony...
But know that I wish for good
And through pain, towards light, to the end...
With myself,
Meeting with God,
The forest gives me strength,
Every single time.
Yet life pulls me back again,
Into the whirlwind of half-dead,
Endless phases...
I remember that day well.
Mom said with a soulful voice:
The moment has come!
I was very nervous.
And dad called her a taxi.
They quickly packed a bag.
Everything was very rushed.
And Mom disappeared through the doors.
Then I remember the nervousness.
Friends kept coming to see my dad.
They sat in the hall, had fun,
And played chess with me.
I clearly remember that moment
Amidst the celebration,
It was time for me
To go to bed.
In the small bed
In the bedroom,
There was a radio hanging
A lamp with a shade.
Dad and I went there.
I was falling asleep,
And he stood there,
Saying something warm.
I felt deep down,
His love,
And that moment,
I remembered.
Then I remember in the darkness,
Standing by the windows,
Waving to mom even though
We could barely see her.
Then the house lit up with sunlight,
And Vanya appeared in the house.
And here I am, speaking...
Telling the story of my family.
I feel so good with you, my dear,
I never dreamed of such happiness,
To wake up early in the morning,
To feel elated even without wings.
Without conditions, rules, or opinions,
Without tension, strain, or expectation,
With you, I feel the moments
Of unique joy and existence.
Together, we observe everything around,
We immerse ourselves in the darkness... and again,
The secrets of our conscience are renewed,
And love inspires love.
Everything will end in this world,
Much will change, believe me, together,
Elevated by our love,
We'll wander in other universes.
What do I want to do for love?
So I don't bend,
By the temptations that deep down,
Make no sense to exist.
That do not nourish, do not give life,
But only temptingly buzz.
Like the jingle of coins in the distance,
Like deceit in my soul.
It becomes a sin when I,
Chasing after something else,
Jeopardize my own soul,
In the desire for eternal life.
Today, there was such a walk in the forest, where I met myself.
Appeal to Discipline on the 1st Day of the Year
My beloved is ill today,
Pain has come, but there's no fear.
For like yesterday, she walks and drinks,
Even though her back hurts a lot.
Because she doesn't want to think about the terrible,
Because she doesn’t want to admit it…
That waking up tomorrow morning,
I won't be able to kiss her.
Everything will pass with joys and excitements,
Life will be completely different.
And I'll be tormented by unhappiness,
Because of what wasn't there before.
My beloved is ill today,
Pain has come, and that fear arose.
I'll run, hug, and we'll embrace.
We'll kiss with joy, wow!
- - - - -
A few days later, Dasha got better. All is well!
K.S.Petrashka / Szczytno / 10 Nov 2022
Having let me by the path,
Allowing me to wander and play,
My dear one goes home,
To wait for me and greet me there.
And I walk with deep gratitude,
Wandering, searching for words,
So that the cold heart might change,
And from it, love would ignite.
May our gazes be filled with love,
May our days be satiated with affection,
And in the air, may joy greet us,
Under the guitar, both my voice and yours...
K.S.Petrashka / Szczytno / 1 Nov 2022
