CONTEMPORARY POETRY

Anno Domini 1

                                                          Anno Domine 1   So, to sum up, today I WAS BORN! Do you hear me , LIFE???? I WAS BORN, and this is the greatest miracle ever! I thank to my students who are grown ups , have kids and every January the 17th, after Eminescu, they think: “heeeei, Nastase was...Read More »

Whatiwannabee

                      Whatiwannabee   If I were a poet I’d teach the world to see All of the verses That dangle from a tree I’d snatch a cloud from the sky And a fish from the sea And with a wink of my eye Make a whatiwannabe I’d publish my poems On the sands of time Let them scatter in the wind Of rhythm and...Read More »

Apart

                    Apart Her eyes were shivering a tear while the old year was shot she softly sighed ‘Happy New Year! ‘ And dried the tearful thought. Her eyes were echoing the heart its beating ten to one the counted seconds, whole in part, made future be outrun. Her eyes kissed Mother’s loving hands and Father’s forehead gray they cry in their faraway...Read More »

The scent of the old year

                    The scent of the old year The old year, which is about to start the countdown, living its last hours, is just one piece of the puzzle we, humans, call it Time.In order to be happy, to accomplish the puzzle piece by piece, we need to kiss the old year goodbye,...Read More »

Jouluruahaa!

Joulurauhaa!   From Finland, Turku, to the whole world A MERRY PEACEFUL CHRISTMAS!   Vintage Print ...Read More »

The Snowman

  The Snowman The winter holiday started that year on December 17th and it would have lasted up to January the seventh next year, so a big “school free, not waking up at 7.00, in the darkness, not walking through the snow” bouquet of days was lying ahead. The holiday with Dad! It snowed...Read More »

Past Present

                    Past Present Powers below and powers above He asked you to bring him me and my love. He put a spell on me many lives past asking for a love that will always last. He opened the mysteries’ dark heavy door, He wanted to see what his Fate had in store. He willed Light and Shadow intertwine...Read More »

September

September Sometimes, in the end of September when leaves are crying in the wild wind, lonely on shore I remember you. Life has many ways and there is nothing to say. Running on sand early in the morning I am only waiting The sunrise. Another day will comes and I know that I will love you forever. Anonimous ...Read More »

Unde-s nebunii? / Where are the madmen?

                    Unde-s nebunii? / Where are the madmen? Unde-s nebunii, unde ni-s nebunii? E, Doamne, lumea plină de cuminţi, E plin pământul de martiri şi sfinţi Atinşi de filoxera-nțelepciunii. Tăcuta-i gloata de-nțelepți ca sfinxul În faţa lumii şi-a nemărginirii Şi-ascultător de rânduiala firii, Cu un plăvan în jug trudeşte insul. Scâncesc cuminții-n chingile durerii Şi, sângerând din răni adânci blândeţe, Lângă neveste...Read More »

Wondering with the Moon

                                Wondering with the Moon Flaming glowing moon, sleeplessness moon, Overbearing, foolishness, in the heart of June Mercilessly you torment my eyelids to falter, I am hit by your ray like a boat by water. Shining in the Time’s eyes amused in delight, you watch us from cradle until we depart. Scared by you, the shy cranes so...Read More »

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