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Ondrej’s Poetry Posts

Our garden

Published by Ondrej on September 2, 2022

If I am a plant, then she is my watering-can
Sure, rain and storms grow me too
But her love, our love, which the waters are brimming with
Full of minerals and nutrients previously undiscovered,
previously unheard of
When I wilt, as all plants do sometimes,
She is there to water me right to my roots.

But I am no ordinary plant:
Special powers I have
That I too can be a watering-can
when my darling is parched and withered.

When watering-cans and plants come together
They can grow and develop in unison
In the garden of our hearts forever.

Travelling through moving pictures

Published by Ondrej on August 24, 2022

I like to travel through film
through travelling emotions
to different worlds
to the other side of the road
where the grass is greener
that’s what we believe
until we arrive and find out
it’s burned from the drought.

Blue waters

Published by Ondrej on August 24, 2022

Endless navy, endless waves
speckled with white cotton
shining, reflecting what Earth says
letting off a blue sigh
A blue sigh of the waters
with Joni Mitchell and Meatloaf
onto a white blanket
as the planet slumbers
on towards the climate crisis
As we sit here and jet around
only if we did more
for our blue waters
than just feeling blue.

A new family

Published by Ondrej on July 29, 2022

I count my blessings and thank all my gods
This opportune fortune is quite something
My veins filled with love and family
A new family, a new life sketching itself
Bathed in summer’s glorious days of sunshine and joy
Love is so thick in the hot summer air
Throwing back feelings of worry and tumult
Overpowering all ills
I count my fortune and my blessings
And think of not endings but beginnings
A life charts itself forward in front of me
Into it I will gladly dive, darling, see?

Snowflakes on your lashes (2)

Published by Ondrej on July 14, 2022

When there were snowflakes on your lashes
I saw the future disappear and fade far away
I hesitate not, I would not relive that day
Despite the moment and the memories it catches

But later we boarded the rollercoaster of life
And are planning a future so bright
It shuns all darkness—what a sight
Of hopes and dreams and excitement rife

Looks like there’ll be more rollercoasters
And many more snowflakes on your lashes
And we’ll laugh and talk about the time
When you first became mine;
And we’ll smile and grin about the moment
We became each other’s constant.

Somethingness

Published by Ondrej on June 24, 2022

Seeing your softened face
day and night for the last while
as your loving smile
fades and leaves a trace
a life-changing trail
of love, emotions and tenderness
makes me frail
to stand up to life’s somethingness.

Goodnight darling

Published by Ondrej on May 4, 2022

Goodnight darling
may your dreams be sweeter than your kiss
and brighter than the song of starlings
as you approach slumberous bliss.

I hope your night will be a good one,
goodnight sweetheart
and dreams filled with flowered fields in which to run
and places where with the day’s ailments you part.

Snuggle up into the covers and tame the sheets
as it’s time to say sleep tight, dear
rest those weary legs which walked the city’s streets
and rest those perfect hands which pulled me near.

Now it’s time to close your eyes
as you make the day’s goodbyes
a content smile stretches from the lips I miss
soon, though, those lips I will gladly kiss.

Istanbul

Published by Ondrej on April 16, 2022

The heavy breadth of history
weighs down the paving stones
of civilisations’ former glories
and the crunch of fallen soldiers’ bones

This is the shadow in this city
behind the mosque and marble bath
standing tall, proud and mighty
right off consumerism’s path

But five days and I’ve grown to love
this city with its great mishmash
of the tulip and palm tree grove
to variform crowds’ pressing crush

Packed with people poor and rich, t-shirted or covered,
sprawling around the hills like its many cats
through winding jarring hilly streets nearby abducted
by skyscrapers crawling upwards like rats

I will be back, in awe, I tell myself
knowing I will need to get my fix
to add more to experiences’ bookshelf
next time, stay longer: a week, maybe six

What a city, what a grand place
Istanbul, you’ve blown me away
farewell till again I see your face
I’m sure you’ll have much to say.

To Her

Published by Ondrej on March 25, 2022

She is tuned to the same station
using the same radio
coming from a different nation
and I’m still getting used to stereo.

Her being is a flower
blooms and blossoms as the days go by
with each and every hour
our souls further intertie.

She is the missing piece in the puzzle
triumphantly lifted from the masses
now life’s liqueur we guzzle
as the season changes and passes.

With eyes like starlight of a deep ocean blue
and hair red as wine of a cool summer hue
I reflect in awe and wonder,
what actions made me deserve you?

Magical

Published by Ondrej on March 25, 2022

It’s hard for me to describe the true pleasure
I feel when you are near
The sweet spring taste of your lips
And the flowers on your breast and hair
The blooming of the forbidden four-letter word beginning with L
(Nat King Cole would have something to say about that!)
It’s far too early to say—it’s been not even a fortnight
But she defines resplendence and inner beauty
I know not why fortune smiled upon me so,
This, a never-ending source—fount—of joy, happiness and mutual affection
It’s beautiful and deeply magical.