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Flying over Canada

Published by Ondrej on October 14, 2022

Flying over Canada, over the unseen peaks and valleys
Not knowing what in life I seek,
But write poetry on planes
(Every flight I do)

It’s beyond relieving to rest one’s mind,
To let your mind’s eye rest
To let it breathe deeply
And close and dream

I wonder what dreams this will form
Dreams of my beloved,
Dreams of harsh happenings
Dreams of travelling, of the life to be

I wonder, I wonder what it will all be
I wonder what the peaks of life will bring
Will they be like the unseen peaks below?
Shrouded in the night, veiled by cloud

Oh I look for someone to look to
For guidance, for comfort, for answers
But they are delayed,
perhaps never to arrive.

Instead, I seek answers from my thoughts,
Which plunge into dark mountainous waterfalls
Which I must observe from afar.

Pacific Ocean

Published by Ondrej on September 8, 2022

New city, by the beach
The crashing of the waves tuned with
Stranded by Van Morrison
An ocean and a continent away
The chatter and laughter of foreign voices
Prickles like sea hedgehogs of far lands

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.

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.

Snug

Published by Ondrej on March 18, 2022

The taste of rice cakes on your lips
and the sea in your hair
whips your locks here and there
coupled with your hand snugly in mine, it grips
the edges of my soul and yours
as we walk on the edge of the water,
its salty smell on our tongues, even better
as your touch heals all my sores.

Respect (2)

Published by Ondrej on March 13, 2022

Respect
A song by Aretha Franklin,
A good song at that,
The youths would call it “a banger”
But it’s a rather nebulous term

What does respect feel like?
It’s not like hunger, that’s fairly clear
(Actually I’m pretty hungry now)
Or thirst, or bodily desires, they’ll all easy to pin down
Put a pin in, pin on the noticeboard, easy to spot

True respect is many things,
It’s love, it’s knowing when and how to love
It’s the pause before an utterance
It’s people’s liberal stance’
It fits your heart like a glove
Snug and warm inside,
Wanting to put it on again
Most of all, it’s mutual understanding
It’s why we’re both still standing

It’s mature like good vintage cheddar
Although I can’t say I’ve tried to eat respect
It would be good to include it in society’s diet.

For the first poem entitled ‘Respect’, see this link.
These poems are not related, although as others have said, “history doesn’t repeat itself, but it rhymes”.