Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Девичий источник. Фильм шведского режиссера Ингмара Бергмана 1960.



Посмотрел фильм шведского режиссера Ингмара Бергмана. Фильм хороший, момент изнасилования и убийства крайне отвратительный. Но, в целом, фильм хороший. Месть отца за свою дочь понятна, убийство малолетнего мальчонка тоже неприятный момент, когда разбил его голову об косяк. Интиресное соединение религиозной тематики и мистики. Падчерица встречает в лесу колдуна, который освобождает ее от долгих мучений от неприязни из-за сестры, которую жестоко убивают на ее же глазах. Концовка фильма тоже очень затронула, когда нашли бездыханное тело и отец вышел на поляну просить объяснений от бога, почему он позволил такому случиться ? И тут отец говорит богу, что он построит на этом месте церковь и когда подняли тело его дочери на том месте пробивается источник и превращается в чистый ручей.

Чемпионат СССР по тяжёлой атлетике 1987. Супертяжелый вес.

 


Александр Курлович, Александр Гуняшев, Леонид Тараненко.

Monday, February 22, 2021

Septic Schizo (Russia)

 


Группа Septic schizo играют в стиле Death/Doom metal. Группа была сформирована в городе Рязань в 1991 г. Об этой группе я узнал лет так 10 назад, не помню. И так демо запись '94 г. Sad to see you.


8 трэков, продолжительность 15 мин. 3 и 4 трэки rehearsal, т.е. не студийные записи. У меня, кстати, где-то были залиты трэки на файлообменник, но, кто помнит, были удалены без предупреждения.

𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖒 (𝕽𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆)



Группа весьма интересная, нет и ещё раз нет, это не американская группа Phantasm с Висконсин, кто знает, хотя и о них чуть позже поговорим, как раз таки данная группа считается по праву первой группой, что выпустила первую пластинку в стиле Death metal в России. Изначально они назывались группой Propeller и играли Thrash/Death metal. Дабл-басс, сложные пассажные ритмы, пониженный строй на пол тонна, что делает звук более мощным для данной стилистики. В 2019 вышло переиздание Split их ранних записей под названием Propeller - Always say die '92 г. и записи '93 г. под названием Phantasm - Keeper of death. bandcamp

Julius Caesar (Film 1950)


Режиссер : Дэвид Брэдли
Марк Антоний : Чарлтон Хестон


Этот фильм является первой экранизацией со звуком. Мне очень понравился весь фильм в целом и роль Чарлтона Хестона, вот и захотелось поделиться в своем блоге. У меня есть собственный перевод текста.☝️

Sunday, February 21, 2021

Howl (USSR) - Circles of Eternity (1991)


𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧


Вой (Howl)
Funeral Doom Metal

𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨:
Formed in 1988 in USSR.
Lyrics: Satanism, Hell, Darkness

𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐩

Alexey Lapshin - Guitars,
Vocals (1988-1991)
Oleg Karpov - Bass (1990-1991)
Pavel Moskvin - Drums (1990-1991)

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬

Dmitry Baglyuk - Bass (1988-1990)
Igor Popov - Drums (1988-1990)

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬

𝐋𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 | 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩
sublimity.bandcamp
𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦
Вой

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲


(Circles of Eternity)
[Full-length] 1991
Reel-to-reel
Independent

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

April 2nd, 2012
[CD] Sublimity Records

Recorded at Viktor Vekshteyn's
studio in December 1990

𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃

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***
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Сказки туманной луны после дождя (Япония)

Фильм 1953 г.


«Сказки туманной луны после дождя» — дзидайгэки режиссёра Кэндзи Мидзогути, широко признанный одним из высших достижений японского и мирового киноискусства. В основу сюжета положены два кайдана Акинари Уэда из сборника «Луна в тумане».


 Недавно посмотрел вот такое кино. Я очень много смотрел японского кино, даже некоторые фильмы пришлось выискивать у коллекционеров, а субтитры отдельно просить у переводчиков. Этот фильм с первых минут меня потряс своей душевностью и добротой, многими философскими изречениями и тем, как же нужно беречь то, что имеешь в своей жизни, а не жить иллюзиями, мол, семья подождёт, а я вот пока занят, у меня любовь видите ли, вот с неба женщина мне в руки, и богатое поместье. Тут история о бедной деревушке в которую пришли самураи для того чтоб забрать на принудительные работы либо на службу бедных крестьянских мужчин, которые едва могли прокормить своих жен и детей. Двое крестьянских мужчин отправились в город чтоб продать глиняную посуду, оставив своих жен дома. Один из них отправился на службу добровольно, забыв, что его жена в огромной опасности и ей очень нужна его помощь. Ее изнасиловали солдаты и тем опорочили ее честь. Второй сумел продать свою посуду и заработал немало денег, но его пригласила богатая женщина к себе домой, чтоб поблагодарить за красивую посуду и ее мать решила их поженить, но оказалось, что женщина давно мертва, а ее душа при жизни так и не познала счастья. Пока он жил иллюзиями его жену убили солдаты.

#сказкитуманнойлуныпоследождя #1953 #Япония #кино #фильм #киноматограф

Boundless Cruelty (Russia)

 Internal Darkness


Данную дэмку '96 г. лет 10 назад я попросил, непосредственно, у музыканта группы из г. Арзамас. Про группу много не расскажу т.к. действительно мало знаю. Нашёл их в архивах.

Saturday, February 20, 2021

𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐁𝐔𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄



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Friday, February 19, 2021

Autumn's Passengers (Poland)

 

Tachijony


Here I have some rare stuff for doom metal lovers. I know this good band a very long time & also trying to find some more information, but they are active from 2016, they had one gig in Poland in 2018 or 2019 🤔 Formed in 1990. I never heard such a melodious guitar riffs, female voice, they just tearing me apart, very poetic music as for me and ofcourse I'll put one track here. Oh, almost forgot, this song called Sweet sister.  mega.nz

The Sombre (Netherlands)

“Shapeless Misery”



Genre : Old School Death Doom Metal
Type : Full-length / Brucia Records
Release date : 2020

bandcamp

The Sombre (Netherlands)

 “Into the Beckoning Wilderness”

Genre : Old School Death Doom Metal
Type : Full-length / Kapmes Records
Release date : 2019

          bandcamp

The maze of broken mirrors I see | As Satan Reigns | At the burial of the dead | Masquerades of Imagination In four acts | My life without you... | The Wings of Sky | Enarmonium | Anthurium Red Flower | The circle o′ time | Playlet


𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐄𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥.

As Satan Reigns


­­­­­­­­­Red eyes of darkness,
Pain... sufferings...
Blood on the princess moon lips.

Oh, my father Satan I′m on my knees starring at that night girlfriend, thinking about the unbearable war of a pale death with these mostly dead bodies.

Rest in Peace.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
As Satan Reigns the birches tears flow down.

Punishment of Truth.
The Triblinka made it all clear.
All the beauty dies in our palms of hand.

Go to the death′s glade to see the millions of weeping graves, no matter who they are, as Satan Reigns the birches tears flow down.

Rest in Peace.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
As Satan Reigns the birches tears flow down.

17.01.2022

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !

At the burial of the dead


­­­­­­­­­­­­Beyound my funeral
Dead man walking slowly 
Afterlife as a harvest
Of human skulls

And I cannot see the beautifulness
from the grey unspoken graves,
Let the dead sleep, let the dead walking
Let the honourable black death to mak′ her seasonal harvest.

War ! War ! War ! War !
Platoon... the bloodthirsty warfare
The tribe of deadly spirits in the jungle
with no way out. The Goddam political games.

Suffering prays !!!!
Without mercy or remorse !!!!
[Solo]

And only death gives you guarantees,
And only the priest shall read the burial service, and all beauty will be lost forever a
t the burial of the dead.

16.01.2022


𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !



The maze of broken mirrors I see


­­­­­­­­­­Sculptures of the dead bodies,
Reality is tearing me apart,
The maze of broken mirrors I see.

Satan sits in the maze like a spider and eats insects. Oh, please, avoide me from infection that Mighty God is sending me.

Now I realize why those tears of happiness the autumn clouds never had time to water up and why the reality was only fear and Christ was crucified by our God with the hands of Romans though.

No logical algorithm in my words. Perception arose with a deadly frog in a cell beneath the divine columns in reddish-brown-tinted roses.

My love is resting in a stinky grave. The Epitaph that draws my mind is the dead feeling of a dove that walking sleepily through the withered vale of my spirit daisies.

Let me hear your voice
My dear sparrow of a truth,
Let me see.. let me.. be.. alone.

25.01.2022
𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !

The rules of animosity.

Walking down the evening streets
I see the lights of violence, repression breeds
animosity and hatred.
 
Poverty is sapping the foundations,
Outstanding disharmony.
Look around, the anti-social
behaviour.
 
Betrayals and lies, the human′s death shall be justify
Betrayals and lies, the human′s death is justified
 
I won′t follow rules,
I am who I am.
I wanna be myself,
I get stronger as a redwood grove.
 
Let us back to the primitive,
Social inequalities, hate in my head,
With which I had to grow up.
 
Social inequalities, hate in my head,
With which I had to grow up.
The constant promises for better change.
 
Lowlifes.. alcoholic intoxications..
the brain-dead politics.. death and total devastation !!!!
 
The rules of animosity !!!!
 
And no matter where's truth,
the only thing is freedom, live it your own way !!!!
 
Take a look into yourselves, know..
that death looks more beautiful
with the churchyard's tomb flowers  !!!!
 
The rules of animosity !!!!
 
I won′t follow rules,
I am who I am.
I wanna be myself,
I get stronger as a redwood grove.
 
I won′t follow rules,
I won′t change my way.
I am who I am.
I get stronger as a redwood grove.
 
And wretched society can′t break me,
Not drugs, not a betrayal of friend
can break me.
And neither of them should replace the other.
 
And as the churchyards make all the dead flowers almost alive,
And I sing for you while the priests give their blessings,
After all,
always Death looks beautiful in dead chrysanthemums.
 
I wanna be myself,
I get stronger as a redwood grove.
 
I won′t change my way.
I get stronger as a redwood..
as a redwood grove.

01.02.2022

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬
𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐬.





“Masquerades of Imagination In
four acts.”

Table of content

Prelude...
Act 1. The throes of childbirth.
Act 2. The Man of Sorrows.
Act 3. Exequies.
Act 4. Through the night woods of my dream.
Postlude....

Prelude...
(All′ultimo uditorio)

Take a journey
Into imagination,
Those distorted
Sculptures of thoughts.
Thorns of the Rose
Entwined the Reality,
By ludicrous carriage
Rides our tomorrow.

Divine Worship....
Spiritual Odyssey....

Oh Mother,
Please pray for us !!!!
In front of
Cricifixion Cross,
I′m standing on my knees
....and pray !!!! (Heartsore)
(Pause)

Act 1.

Just see how lyrebird
Flying among trees and up
....to turquoise sky..

Feel the gravitation....
The Motherhood Attraction....

The nightingale song of Eros,
The luscious smell of verdure,
Will-o′-the-Wisp, the lust....
Silver birch groves and the widowed willows.. teardrop....
The child has born..

Windswept trees weeping
By the golden fields windrows,
Young mother, she wound her arms Round the child..
..silence.. (Pause)

Now you hear the violin
crying ?! This is the child wake-up..
(Curtain)

Act 2.

Harmony of the Earth....
Liquid mirror lochs....
Under lock and key′s
Thy heartache castle.

Heartstrings....
Loath-to-depart....

Oh Mother,
Please pray for us !!!!
In front of the cross,
I′m standing on my knees
....and pray !!!! (Heartsore)
(Pause)

We are given up for lost
Making the sign of the cross,
On behalf of goodness
The Evil One occured and
Crossed our minds...

The old broken life clock
Starts ticking.... ticking like the river,
from which my goodness flow
and dies at sea, like widow′s teardrop....
(Curtain)

Act 3.

Madonna Lily
Reduced me
To tears.... It′s enough
To make the angels weep....

Gravestone eyes were
Watering by my flower,
It′s sorrows.... a far away land.

Our suffering Auld Mother Earth,
Please forgive me !!!!

As white as a sheet
Under us she has a shield,
By the sun at day
and the moon at night she
makes sheep′s eyes.
Sheeted rain is like
Wearing shawl on your head,
You are wrapped in our
of the golden hair
Existentialism fields.
(Pause)

Sheet lightning in
the night sky,
Thundercloud playing
a medieval shawm.... We are
wrapped up in slumber....

Divine Worship....
Spiritual Odyssey....

Oh Mother,
Please pray for us !!!!
In front of
Cricifixion Cross,
I′m standing on my knees
....and pray !!!! (Heartsore)
(Pause)

....and the river of goodness
has channeled its way through unhallowed rocks....
(Curtain)

Act 4.

Travelling through
The night woods
of my dream,
The moon lead
You by the hand,
By the hand of
My lachrymose amour.
A breath of fresh wind
Will largely embrace,
Nearby you′ll see
a meadow full of
Inflorescence.... and
Sotto voce will mourn....
- Oh ! - Yes, you′ll be sottish
and.... will take a deep
breath of inspiration....

Silvery night′s
my bonny princess,
Nocturnal owls
will sing to you
romances on the leafy,
branchy oaks.
A blades of grass
murmuring by the morning
dewdrop, a meadow
sown with a camomiles and
demure′ daisies spread a
splendour carpets to
a silvern hand-painted sky;
A sorceress moon turned
into an eagle,
laid down the wings,
preparing herself for sleep....

Can you hear the rustle
of deciduous trees ?! - It′s mine
sorrowful spirit shed tears
by the pouring rain.... (Pause)

Postlude....

The dawn slaughtered
the sky, making a fiery scar.
The flowery sky
turned into a murrey muscat
pouring vine over....
That′s my awakening !

I opened my eyes,
but it was a
deep night and
the moon "Her Majesty"
shined into my eyes.
(Curtain)

The end.

21.01.2016

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


My life without you...

Leaves will fall off the tree
sprinkling beauty and soft
body yours, her eyes are full of joy,
her fanciful, maybe, image,
how happy are you !

A very gentle and unique creature,
Those eyes, as I first saw, are living
in me, it warms my heart,
I know that the life-villain, all of a sudden, might try to hurt you, I could kiss thy palms of hand, don′t care about my life without you (in it).

11.02.2021

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


"The Wings of Sky"

The nocturnal blue sky
With the golden stars droplets,
Peaceful and a simple universe.

We shall simply go in with you
With a breath what is in the
Heart awfully quiet,
With whisper of the morning stars.

Together we’ll rise on the highest
With a swing of awakened wings,
Cleaved together in one
Single hymn,
We’ve shown strength.

11.10.2018

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


“Enarmonium”


The world of fantasies,
Azure peace an′ quit,
Wheat-fields,
Toward the icon
A monk apothegms synodic.

In the dark grow evening,
The crimson dusk,
Under feet their swan-song
The leafage hymn.

By a silvern thread
Stigmatized with the cross
The curst pattern weaves
The envious spider old chap.

Of the christ′s eyen′s - almandine
of a cherry wine - pomegranate
hadst measured at a glance the distant.
By the culpable inquisition knot the
crescent moon radiated in
the scrow. In the hands of oure
′Mother-Earth′, God Knows !
Ik shal die...

Stealing thru the woods ant glades
wol never gaze to oon′s herte′s content...(at)..

16.09.2016

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


“Anthurium Red Flower”


My heart bleeds,
Still hear your voice,
So lovely, so softly
It sings.

Whales and Dolphins
On the waves of emotion
Full of Sunshine flies
Toward on silver horse of
An Ocean of your kiss.

Keep me in your sweet palms
In palms of your heart,
Like enormous coarsened pack ice
You′re stuck in a dungeon of
My bleeding heart.

Fly, fly like a falling star,
Star, comet and the moon
Leaving the crops in the
Night sky fields in swaths
Dressed in sadden attire
Of my grievous soul.

You are my night cradle,
For my heart′s singing mother,
Orioles, Dunnock, Owls
And Cuckoos
Their wonderful singing
As a child swaddled me.

But under a red sky is
Your fenceless island
With a farewell spring clouds,
Crystal waterfalls and
Lakes of many tears.

My heart bleeds,
Still hear your voice,
So lovely, so softly
It sings.

By the dawn is near
The scales fell from my eyes,
But my heart′s still bleeding.

12.01.2016

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


“The circle o′ time.”

The unwritten verse
of my brood on uterine arose,
the smell of herbal blanket,
Inaccessible day walls
and the rainbow
overarch you as welcome
as flowers in may
rose with your smile,
summer lightning wink
...someone will praise
to the skies...

01.02.2016

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !


“Playlet”


Under pledge of secrecy
Skim over morn clouds,
The moonlit night fell into
Despair; Inhabitants as
Insects came over an urban pollen,
An auld Countess Death
Inserts inharmonic.
In this playlet of the wooden babes,
Which entwined in dreams among
The floral tributes, babbitry
Still stand mute of malice.

31.08.2016

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 !