środa, 21 maja 2014

S.I.

 SI :)



Your body is like fruity promised land,
A plum I must deprive of precious stone.
In my mouth I can taste a pinch of sand,
And you must make me come to juicy frown.
The bed has pranced at our lustful command,
I slowly came into your head and read
What tricks appeal to you, what kind of things
I shall perform to have your senses fed.
And though the pillows stay down and appear
Unmoved by what we pursue, we are kings.
And then we find there’s no longer despair
No grief, no misery, no lust, decay.
We lie, innocent babies, pure and bare.
The world smiles at us while drifting away.

sobota, 17 maja 2014




A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw cognition

A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw redemption

A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw refuge

A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw peers

A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw energies

A man looked up
Into the blue eye
That stone-cast
Bleached sky
Opened
And saw void
Enlightened
As sun peeped through it

Simultaneously…


Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło
I ujrzał poznanie

Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło

I ujrzał zbawienie

Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło

I ujrzał ucieczkę

Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło

I ujrzał podobnych sobie

Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło

I ujrzał energie

Człowiek spojrzał w górę
W błękitne oko
Które ukamieniowane 
Wyblakłe niebo
Otworzyło

I ujrzał pustkę
Oświecony
Bo słońce zajrzało przez nie

W tym samym momencie...

piątek, 16 maja 2014

Nuptial Haiku



Glazed streets and her eyes
Cobbled link to the temple
Wedding vows and clouds


niedziela, 11 maja 2014

Blossom bosom



Blossom blossom
Moths in my bosom
Pollen carried
Who’s getting married
Offspring cubs
I’m going mad

Who’s mown all the dandelions
Dandy dandy
Arena timing lions
Pear choking my modus operandi
If all flows
Why I see just white and red

Don’t you be afraid
Make your paths straight

The feet used to dress up
Like the god of thieves
Now they barely stand
The chest carved with a cup
Or I’ll say a chalice
Come – union of all folk

Blossom blossom
Moths in my bosom
Pollen carried
Who’s getting married
Offspring cubs
I’m going mad
Don’t you be afraid
Make your paths straight
Clarity’s ahead and tempty
Susceptibility to life
Hay fever of absurdity
… make up mu modus vivendi?



środa, 7 maja 2014


and what really binds us

is this furry bundle on the duvet

as long as it keeps breathing

our world will keep upto the notion 

it's all but brevet

and will end up void-sniffing

...or snuffing

and if the world starts turning

backwards forwards in a fortnight

and matter will become will

will it matter?

as long as the downy link

exists

 and with every hair falling off
this fur, the duvet shrinks
sinks

the room promises hesitantly

the credits ofthe 3D film projection

smothering leniently

the flat surface of creation


what will we two do

when the fur is down

with the last bark


will our watch fizzle out

and scattered embers of attachment

will vanish in a grass never mown?

 


niedziela, 4 maja 2014

things that make you go hrmm

things that make you go hrmm



share a view accused of fashion brands,
gangsters look like my dad,
anticipated treats search words, thanks
lovely shots reconnect red light,
I miss a champagne pamper

intergalactic flare and flutter
reportedly captured mingle like butter
flâneuring into neurons outburst
cropping clashes emotionless curse

former brilliance cannot duck,
triple pack landscape left and gone,
enemy action, coffee taste, limited edition,
crap, health, Secret Service mission -
things that make you go hrmm

intergalactic flare and flutter
reportedly captured mingle like butter
flâneuring into neurons outburst
cropping clashes emotionless curse


things that make you go hrmm

photo K. Marzec