SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Monday, August 16, 2021

Codename Atlantis

Codename Atlantis

Flying saucers by chance
in the pastel chalice
of youth
drink while you may
says Doctor Inertia
alien commanders are waiting
to tentacle your world
pyramid builders to some
planet destroyers to others
they sharpen their sci-fi claws
while down here you know
they've none
but friendly wavelengths of time
you try collect them
saucers are landing
they detected Atlantis
below megatons of polar snow
triple sunrise approaching rainbows
falling on earthly heads
if this ain't privilege of birth
at a perfect time
I'm not sure what else could be
flashes of new faces
eruptions of stranger kisses
no more blocks of men
pure meadows of space instead
eternal holidays
going someplace else
by chance with Solar Angels

Birdgirl - girlbird
palm tree coma Atlantis
sing exotic tunes
night bliss market
maps of tropical lands
something majestic, mythical
looms its ship on the horizon
eternal jungle, pure nostalgia
moist fragrance, echo mermaids
huts of distant light crawling
song smoke swifts
drums lift the night lid
eyes of drummers sparkle -
lonely beads
of day, how many words
she says Hello, pale German
chick of the Autobahn
poems a mass
we tried to caress the island
she only shook
volcanoes and craters, shrugging
ship lands at dawn
tribes enter forest
exotica newcomers
brave
in the phase of their conquest
leave nights to burn
the setting suns of life

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