that is, what is not

that is, what is not
for sane eye is blind
in light to bliss

we go as we know
for path chosen
the destiny of ours

that is what is
The Father we knee
indeed

for what I am
to ever build
in sane, so clear
no fear of sound
and other realms

distant presence
dreams of bright night ...

for listening
for hearing
for you, for the world:

the Ship

address of pic

Ship of The Sun
For travel The Sky
Ship for The Sun
In The Milkyway
For messages of Past
To bring The Future





Had a dream
Of a vessel
I've seen
Times before.
Now query Comes
This dream of what?

be tuned...

be tuned smile-emotikon

the sound of you
out of mainstream
is what creates
empty glimpses of crazy mirror

there's me, I find...

so, while you speculate with words
for unseen stand up reportage..
I can read your lips, indeed.
we're in same, we do all same

Bodies, screaming fraking bladi mess

did drive home, this particular evening...

screaming fucking bloody mess
I felt the fury in me
comforting, exploding from me
yes, yes...lazy glimps of comfort

my youth with anger
with hopes without ends
screaming fracking bloody mess...
this revolting mind out of me...

did drive home
my neat cd did in volume great...
scream in fucking bloody mess
like I am, inside out... out...out...

where I am to go?
where I am to be?
what is my Glad?
scriiming fooking bloody mess

wheresthepoint? no name for it...

bodies, bodies, bodies
and my revolt can be of help
my screaming can be of help
cream in fooking bluudi mess

can be? should be!
what a mess, I'm a mess
ah, everything is a mess.
screaming fucking bloody mess,
with a fury and vigor mess! :)

Justkui Võõrsil

Mõnikord
on pilt nii uudne
kui värskelt saabund linna

seisan vaates - inimesi liikvel -
kui veider kuju, liikumise viis...

first time

Loomine on kuju andnud,
ja kõik on täiuslik.
ja ometi, nii erakordne valik!

ma vaatan suuril silmil,
kuju tunnetus on uudne.

Eri näod ja kujukehad,,,
sipelgad ja inimesed, kõik loodu,
jäsemed ja pead, nii erinevad!

vaatan imetledes
ja hämmingus, ma vaatan.

Loomisel on olnud aega
nii palju valmis teind...

(kui palju valmis teinud!!)

neist kõnelda on raske (pole sõnu)
salmis ainsas või siis kahes,
olemise ilmeid, armsaid, võõraid

nii kõnnin "kodus",  vahel veider...
kui tundmatusest tulnud tüüp :)

silmad uued, tundmusedki heidrad
ah, meenub mulle Esimene metsatukk...

About the Rain

the rain that showers,

cleaning dirt to grass
greening land and forest

hey, rain come to me
wash me green
for if I could ask

hey rain, bubbling over
the river, to sea
nice to meet you...

2046, the movie of LIFE

the room with year of 2046, 
with memoirs of dried tears.
memoirs are just dried tears

rain's outside and so grey sky
in mid of december,
soon to be Christmas

24th, again in wait, in to be...
you see, lost memoirs, gone
can't be taken back, but washed 
and dried...

2046, where hopes are true...

2046

Today I walked way to work

today I walked the
way to work
just like the other, any day
I felt an ich like hit of fork
all I met, their look was other way



I've noticed it, the world is blind
or perhaps it, could I say
my sole is teared, no bind
with islets in stormy bay



so while walking with this thought
I did look to meet a human blush
no look for morning smile was brought
bid for million went down in rush

oh, dear, this blind rush...

  

a breath I took...
for... well, when saw you.
a gentle gesture of lips..
for smooth breeze you brought
ah, yes, it arrived,  dry or tired

I am OK, and you? I felt sole and...

I saw, time has gone,
time has went from me,
and It has met you with Love
I feel sad and happy
I feel happy, with fury
I knew it is for best
I know, Wind will change...

oh, well Wind has left...
to glide over new lands, run for clouds
may kiss of mine
compass you for joy!

for Joy and Life!!

for Wind of South

There, over the Blue of dome,
as combing waves with smooth,
the Wind from South has come...
as touch of mild and voice of sooth,

oh, I love this feel and plea,
through this sunny day, I lay where
and beg - more fondle me, indeed...
yet - Wind's a change I know, I do

So humble in a pray, I am in still
this Wind to come, I wait for coddle,
its gliding over dunes of salty sand,
and me to flux as one with the Sea

ah Wind and Summer...

More... of life (and sea)

I sat on the beach
I saw the sea
and shadows
in front of the sun
everything was
quite black and white
but that was not the point
because there were
no black nor white
there were just a contrast
like in life

few words 'bout my kids

well,
I have these
many of... they suck, occasionally
indeed, I'm running of..f...ten
I think of them, endlessly
OMG, I am lost :)
really...

few words about mating

yeah, well, some sore thoughts
forgotten memories to recall
I am to visit these at time to time

in mind that's longing
as man for woman
playing magic tricks

shortcomings of humanity
how funny is to be a man
to be forgotten, well, left alone perhaps :)

to mature (for what?)

it's been a while

it's been  a while
this place here
awaiting few words
I've been away a while
attending no matters here
expecting bright occasions there

it's been a while

the day I lived to

the day  I lived  to see 

these moves  of 

youth and courage

thougthful  eyes

and spark

the day I lived to...

Life is longs-song 09.2010

Life is long Song

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flz5lL9V2Bk

to see new light of sun
to feel some happy or then less
life's a long song

then... when I walk through
when I meet some glances
moves of some eyebrow
life's a long song

I see some turmoil
rushing over the street
some running dog with flagging tail
life's a long song...

what else could I say
just for keeping toughts together
what can I say...

life's a long song...

some clouds, I know not

so I look these clouds' from both sides now
from up and down... still don't know...
my friends shake their heads
they say, you've changed...
I really don't know these clouds...

at all.

in reflection

some mirroring still-life

some frostbitten gesture

still pending, stuck in sand

seeking for its reflections

looking deep 'the mirror

so, sittin' on its "tinny" bottom

not moving, as waiting for a tide...

holding back - if this fainted boat

is alive enough to move a float,

again to hold a sail, to rush through waves

the tide must come,

to take it forward,

to take it with

no matter

a matter of life

so we...

so we enjoy ourselves
so we enjoy a company
so we further
so we grow