BlogHide Resteemssinilga (52)in poetry • 6 years agoOne red cat from St. Petersburg/Одна рыжая кошка из ПитераPainter Arseniy Lapin One red cat from St. Petersburg Hired for babysitter, And chatted on the roof With a familiar mouse This red cat is from St. Petersburg. Одна рыжая кошка из Питера…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoRunning ringlets poplar, snickering/ Бегут колечки тополиныеRunning ringlets poplar, snickering, their pedestrians are trampled into the mud, their breeze, from nowhere, throws up, throws down, they are quicker than a sparrow, wingless angels of kin…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoI do not renounce anything/Я ни от чего не отрекаюсьI do not renounce anything. The pain is gone. Remained only sadness. In your present do not happen, In the future and the past I remain. Nothing else happens. Only the rain walks along the…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoAnd the soul is calm and easy/И на душе спокойно и легкоArtist Dmitry Kustanovich Before the light, birds open their mouths, They start singing and dropping. Recorded the night turnover Madly their voices. Swipe and you tear your hand: Spring…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoA little prince/Маленький принцSometimes it is so difficult Learn familiar features. Loving flimsy stars, To be saved about emptiness. To write absurd sonnets, And to be one in a hundred individuals, And to know: on a…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoWinter is the time of contrasts/Зима - пора контрастовWinter is the time of contrasts, Graphic landscape. Forget bright colors Autumn makeup ... The tree is sharp No birds, no leaves ... It's simple: white-black, And this is the beauty.…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoAnd the stars are also fish/И звезды – тоже рыбыPainter Arseniy Lapin And the stars are also fish, And the fish - sails, So that we could swim Towards miracles, So that in the reflections of the swell As the wasps are striped, Like fish…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoAt my doorstep/У моего порогаFigure Gedra Vaitiekunayte At my doorstep Maid-touchy, It's Spring In the blue of dawn. And you, soul, Again the pussy, Like a tree with a bitter wind, You make noise with foliage. What…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoI will not notice one hundred shortcomings/Сто недостатков твоих не замечуI will not notice one hundred shortcomings, One hundred shortcomings of their own - a fight. I'll go out on the leaves rustling towards, To see the dawn with you. How much torment you will give…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoBetween the curtains - the light strip/Между шторами - света полоскаBetween the curtains - the light strip. I forgot and it's strange not to remember, What hides in itself warm soot On candles and on droplets of wax. To hide everything that yesterday warmed…sinilga (52)in poerty • 7 years agoThere is the best laurel for the muses - defenselessness/Есть лучший лавр для музы - беззащитностьNot the beauty of verse, not originality, Not a break with the distraught crowd, There is the best laurel for the muses - defenselessness Before fate, people and themselves. She walks, and a…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoSummer is approaching us/Надвигается летоIn the shining bright sunsets, In the pearl cool dawns, In the roaring formidable raskata Summer is approaching us. The sky blue joins the rivers And the rainbows are shining above us. And it…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoSpring? One pretense/Весна? Одно притворствоSpring? One pretense Around, And not spring! You touch the kidney - And she cringes. But the young willow, Already despised fear, As a young seal, Emerges suddenly, To fresh, huge Space…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoWhat is not given, what is taken away/Что не дано, что отнятоWhat is not given, what is taken away. And all - one thing: Eyes - strangers' rooms And it's dark in them. How hopelessly thrown Two words after ... Half a century - a heart in the past, And…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoThe beginning of spring/Начало весныWhere once snowdrifts lay, And the wind drizzled, The sky puddles in a puddle In the black openings of their liquid mirrors. He would fall to the ground and not move, To fall into suspended…sinilga (52)in art • 7 years agoAbout faith, about the world, about the miracle/О вере, о мире, о чудеBelieve in the Beast and in God. You admit: and this will pass. To the outcome you go, as to the threshold: The road - where will it lead? Mirage twisted to vomit Hope, trouble and…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoHabits do not regret/Привычки нет жалетьHabits do not regret. The soul is silent. Everyone to himself - and with his temptation. ... Their desires are thought in accordance, We recall the hordes of locusts. The soul is silent.…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years agoFog flows from tender brown branches/Туман стекает с нежных карих ветокFog flows from tender brown branches. Slides darkness on the glossy slippery roofs. Let's share the last cigarette. I'm joking, and you ... You - keep silent. Unfulfilled attachment of foam…sinilga (52)in poetry • 7 years ago The evening lasted/Вечер длилсяThe evening lasted, lasted, lasted The horizon was scorched. Why did not you pretend, What is really in love with me? Did you never call me sweet? You are silent, and I am silent. I would…sinilga (52)in goldenhourphotography • 7 years agoTwo and the sun/Двое и солнце.#goldenhourphotographyThis is my entry for contest - goldenhourphotography by @juliank and @photocontests
