Tónované sklo.
Lubomír Tomik
Na rovinu,
potřebujeme opakování všeho ?
nekonečných svátků narozenin a skleněných golemů ženského pohlaví
abychom si připomněli jak moc je všechno ztracené
krasobruslařky na zubní sklovině odfrčí s vlajícími červenými šálami
zahřívají nás
opakování
světlo tma světlo tma
úsměv pláč úsměv pláč
ticho zvuk ticho zvuk
kouzlo prázdnota Tvé oči
skrývající se ve stínu Visutých Semiramidiných zahrad
opakování,
znovu rodící se úponky,
lapají po vzduchu jako já po Tobě
jsme jen žongléři s beznadějí radostí smutkem a chvílemi,
když bouře odnese všechno opakování
a teprve teď,
TEĎ
stojí za to žít,
až si to nakonec přiznáš
plavba proti větru,
ale můžeš plavat,
plaveš,
tempa slova
tempa jsou slova
před virem slov nechrání žádná vakcína,
jen silná injekce lenosti
a když otevřeš oči,
nad Tebou zaduní dřevěné prkno,
nebo Tě olízne plamen,
smějeme se ,
až nám tečou slzy,
protože
jsme naživu.
.............
Tinted glass.
Lubomír Tomik
On the face of it,
do we need a repeat of everything?
endless birthday parties and female glass golems
to remind us how much everything is lost
figure skaters on tooth enamel puff away with billowing red scarves
they warm us
repetition
light dark light dark
smile cry smile cry
silence sound silence sound
the magic of the emptiness of your eyes
lurking in the shadows of the Hanging Gardens of Semiramis
repetition,
regenerating tendrils,
they gasp for air like I gasp for you
we are but hopeless jugglers of joy and sorrow and moments
when the storm will take away all the repetition
and only now
NOW
worth living
until you finally admit it
sailing against the wind,
but you can swim
you swim
tempos of words
tempos are words
no vaccine protects against the words virus,
just a strong injection of laziness
and when you open your eyes
a wooden plank will rumble over you,
or the flame will lick you
we are laughing ,
to the point of tears
because
,
we are alive
....
Thank you Yasmin, so much praise from the goddess is intoxicating!
Maybe in the evening I will saddle Pegasus and fly to see Olympus, you still have a lighted window for me on the side of heavy black clouds, thank you Yassy and now something completely different….
Today a guy from Hare Krishna stopped me and said – Lord, buy my book! how come you don’t have it? And he shoved the Buddha, the blue one, in front of my eyes. I just left the Hospital, so the mood was at freezing point, just like the weather, and I smiled and said – Since you don’t have my book, buy it! – and I took out the „Map of the Continent of Your Heart“ from my backpack – he watched … then we laughed:):):) Nobody bought anything but we laughed from the heart, coincidences, such coincidences make our life colorful:)
Have a good time Yasmine and keep being creative are we alive? We are!
Midian Poet 
Brilliantly crafted words. Magnificent word play. An epic verse.
To se mi líbíLíbí se 1 osoba
Thank you Yasmin, so much praise from the goddess is intoxicating!
Maybe in the evening I will saddle Pegasus and fly to see Olympus, you still have a lighted window for me on the side of heavy black clouds, thank you Yassy and now something completely different….
Today a guy from Hare Krishna stopped me and said – Lord, buy my book! how come you don’t have it? And he shoved the Buddha, the blue one, in front of my eyes. I just left the Hospital, so the mood was at freezing point, just like the weather, and I smiled and said – Since you don’t have my book, buy it! – and I took out the „Map of the Continent of Your Heart“ from my backpack – he watched … then we laughed:):):) Nobody bought anything but we laughed from the heart, coincidences, such coincidences make our life colorful:)
Have a good time Yasmine and keep being creative are we alive? We are!
To se mi líbíTo se mi líbí