Magnificent Whiteness

Thinner and thinner are thoughts,
almost transparent and crystal…
Walking like loading a pistol,
talking like killing a throat.

Lighter and lighter is life,
dries up and weights like a feather.
Blades speak in winds, words are tethers.
Watch for the holder of knife.

Crisper and crisper is time,
moments of whispers are vapid,
heart lives on moans, hardly trepid,
innocence’s growing with rime.

Softer and softer is light,
fading, less viscid, exhausted.
Virtues are meant to be frosted,
flustered by feyness of white.

Lesser and lesser are gasps,
destiny waits for the quietness.
What a magnificent whiteness
strikes after losing the grasp.

June 28, 2010


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Юрий,
You never fail to wow your audience.
What a magnificent piece!
Best wishes,
Dina

Беляева Дина   29.06.2010 17:20     Заявить о нарушении
Thank you, Dina.
You alway bring me inspiration.
Thank you,
Iouri
P.S. Some time, in early fall I am planning to publish my first English poetry book.

Юрий Лазирко   30.06.2010 01:59   Заявить о нарушении
You certainly should. There's plenty of great material to choose from.
Are you planning on using any of the online publishers?

Беляева Дина   30.06.2010 03:07   Заявить о нарушении
Yes, CreateSpace.

Юрий Лазирко   30.06.2010 07:47   Заявить о нарушении