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The future

Published by Ondrej on July 29, 2024

Walking along the wheat-lined path
The future smiles in the wind
The past orchestrates and plays its wrath
As the singing breeze begins to din

Question-marks sprout like giant beanstalks
Impaling the clouds, making them bleed
Tears of pasts and presents walk
Hand-in-hand in this great deed

Sunshine on the trees creaks to a standing halt
As all the paths in front of me split and veer
The fields open up an infinite vault
They have my horse backing up to the rear

Perhaps they mean no ill deed
Perhaps they just line the road
Perhaps my heart will be joyful
Accepting the way without greed.
Picking up the seeds I sowed
And the leave questions unanswered
As they waft away in the summer wind.

Open your eyes

Published by Ondrej on April 7, 2024

Wisps of cloud
like tongues of fire
rushing silently overhead

O the beauty
of the world outside
our own heads

Seeds of grass
like grains of sand
grow silently under our feet

O the beauty
of the world
when we care to look down

Treebuds
like wrapped bubbles
waiting to burst

O the magic
of spring
when we open our eyes.

Vulnerable

Published by Ondrej on October 27, 2023

Opened up with a sentence
A deep-seated discomfort looms
Elephant in a china shop
Breaking the fragile state of mind

But it’s followed by the sweet honey of comfort
Dripping in between the cracks
Filling the seams
And making me whole again.

A journey’s thrill

Published by Ondrej on October 23, 2023

Feel the rush of the night on my skin
As car lights search the shadows
and the neon signs pull at dark corners
The tugging of a young heart
after adventure and thrill
as he stares into the yawning night.

Relief

Published by Ondrej on August 2, 2023 
What's brewing underneath that smile?
A deep-rooted contentment
Going the extra inner mile
It's that smile you give me
It's that smile I reply with
It's the orchestra reaching a crescendo
and a song in its coda
It's the feeling of getting  to know yourself;
the feeling of knowing the road is long
and has been a hell of a windy bloody road
as I looked over the edge and saw the vast, dark ravine
of what could happen
but instead I chose to climb uphill
and only now I'm reaching the splendour
of the sunlit meadows
of my soul.

Consolation kisses

Published by Ondrej on July 4, 2023 
are those when raindrops fall
making them warm again

or when the ladder's too tall
and it's hard to count to ten

consolation kisses
smooth the bumps 
and the rough roads
turning the hmphs 
into sighs
as the soul unloads.

Framed ham

Published by Ondrej on February 6, 2023

An older gentleman
With the battle scars of the elements
Crossed upon his brow

Sat opposite me on the metro
And held in his hands
His hard-worked and tough hands
(No ring adorned)
He softly held
A packet of ham from the supermarket

The same way my beloved holds me when I’m down
When all grey becomes bright and colourful

I hope the famed ham was nice:
perhaps it partook in a good sandwich or two,
perhaps he framed it.

Our flowers

Published by Ondrej on November 16, 2022

My darling, look how our flowers grow
they’ve had a good year
let them rest now for the winter
to be stronger than ever next year.

Let their roots shatter all doomsaying rocks
let their blossoms urge love to flourish
let their petals take others along the journey
and let the stems hold us all up.

A cherished visit

Published by Ondrej on November 7, 2022

As the autumn rain lashes down, beating the windows to a pulp,
The sky a misty navy grey filled with the week’s memories
Of ochre and crimson maple leaves
Of childhood memories and the sweetest dreams
Linked hands with my beloved
We march, hand in hand, towards our future
For it is you who makes these grey days go flashing by.

Cathedrals of stone

Published by Ondrej on October 17, 2022

Over the rocky mountains
Shadows of grey on black
Absent are the light fountains
A distant travelling pack

A twinkle of light down below
Shining on my deep desires
Of living in nature’s mellow
Amongst the tree spires

Perhaps these cathedrals of stone
Can quell the mind’s races
Preaching in their grand tone
Of life’s past traces

Perhaps the hush of greenery
And eternal calm of peace
Will wash away the misery
And provide sought truce.