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LMD Poetry and Other Irresponsible Pursuits Original poetry in English and sometimes in Polish

05/08/2024

Heal slow,
Celebrating
Our caramel morning laugh,
Soft blue day of fishing
And the broken dance
Of your self- old, and new.

By Mary Oliver ❤️✨
11/04/2024

By Mary Oliver ❤️✨

20/03/2024

The first pallor of dawn
Gives powder blue kisses
Welcome, baby day
Fruit of beloved
Labor of ease

17/03/2024

My heart
Plays tricks on me
Of loving forever
And everyday anew
Of holding multitudes
In the Only One
And somehow the deeper into paradox it goes
The more peace & clarity it brings
Because Yes and Yes can coexist
Just as distance and unity
And heartbreak and love as fresh
As mountain flower’s petals at dawn

27/12/2020

Hay smells like sleep
Hay scented past dreams
Rye heats village afternoons
The sun rings the river of flashing brass

In the evening a bridge across the skies
Evening and prayer
Milky cows are coming back to the manor
To chew over troughs full of twilight

In the night from underneath crosses’ arms
Falls the blue mould of stars
Clouds sit on the lawn near our threshold
They are balls of white fluff
Dandelions

The moon will wash her silver shawls
Grasshoppers singing in haystacks
Is there something to be scared of?

Look, hay smells of sleep
And the melody hidden in it
Presses her childish cheeks against mine
Protecting from evil

Translation of Josef Czechowicz’s poem Na Wsi / in the countryside

10/12/2019

I walk alone for hours
And my head opens as wide
As the oceanic sky
Horizon to blurry horizon
And beyond.

My self undone by the wind
The shell of the skull hollow & singing
Vision filled with sunshine

As I walk alone I wonder
How long
How long...

08/12/2019

White light is ruthless
& my skin an angry shade of red
for I have dragged it over to another continent again
& for no real reason
other than the ticket I had already bought.

Catching up with the movement of the Earth
when across an ocean from home, and on the shore of another ocean
coming down
from the delicious trip of being human
here I sit
making a vague effort at
making sense
but have I ever really?

My life is
but a splinter of wood I'm trying to hold on to
while the seas around are roaring in fury.

08/12/2019

There was water dripping from your hair
And the kiss tasted of storm & rain
That we didn’t manage to escape

I wanted to stay & let the gusts of wind pull & tear at my skin
I wanted to touch the ground as it’s being stricken from above
I wanted to hold you as you shivered in that garish orange elevator

16/10/2019

Tonight I will sleep with the image of you and the image of me underneath my eyelids
Right beside each other
Just like they hang on the wall in my room over on another continent

Tonight under the elephantine boulders in the middle of the hot land
I will dream the dream that is meant for me for this time

Tonight
I believe in simple words and open arms, and that is why I'm writing to you
I'm writing a message designed to dodge your veils

That simply
We should meet
And what I mean by that
Is that
We should meet for tea
If you'd like that.

I like both your human and your divine self, your suffering, and your peace alike. I like, and I don't desire a single thing from you. I only look, and I do not look away.

I know I sometimes want to kiss the ground your foot touched and I know it is too much. I apologise. There are so many people wanting a piece of you. I know how it feels, I understand your shields and armours.

After a long day, my heartbeat sounds like your name.

Peace to you. Peace to me.

Hampi.

13/10/2019

My heart is a vast, vast country
Of golden fields breathing deeply in a velvet wind of a dreamy summer afternoon

My heart is a country of soft hills & fertile valleys
Where I plant seeds of laughter & awe..

And when I arrived there
Suddenly and with complete clarity
I knew

What I knew, I didn't know
It could be this or other thing
It didn't matter

For once the certainty was in me
I didn't need anything else
I was satisfied
Forever..

I know when we imagine the solution it looks like a thing
But thing it is not

A warm current
A whisper of a very special wind

You can't see it or touch it but

You know when you breathe it
Then you know for sure..

09/09/2019

Then the time comes when
The electricity you feel inside isn't life anymore
Emptiness in your chemical eyes goes deeper than hunger
It's been a while so easy to lose track

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