Five Chastushka

The rich 
Are resentful
Of the poor
Feel 
They have to 
Pay more
Taxes 
Then the poor
Hence hide
Their
Money 
Yet still 
Salute their 
Nations 
Flag
And show 
Hunger for wars
It is profitable 
And 
The poor
Can do 
The soldiering 





Mortal Man 

 The water broke
Jubilation
Soon a child be born
The pain
Has gone
The battle
Is done
 Can`t see or speak
 Slowly life
Ebbs
And a life 
Is extinguish 
Sometimes  
The unspoken
Relief 
Is etched 
In mourners
Faces 









Providence 
When
 They tore down
The statue
Of the dictator
Left
Was two
 Rusty tubes
Hanging 
in their
What happened?
To the tube
We will never
Know
Perhaps 
They were used
As drain pipes
Pipes 







Aloneness 

Around and
 Around 
He skated 
In a shallow 
Winter lake
Till he fell
And could 
Through ice
Yellow grass 
Standing erect
Ballet dancers
Waiting for 
The cue   
He got up
And skated
In moonlight 
1949
Years flew by 
Like 
Autumnal leafs 
And in a flash
He looked 
Into his past


Homestead

Five milking
 Cows
A horse
Fifty sheep
Hens enough
To service a cock
Simple life
Hard work 
Swills 
Manure
Collected
For the soil
Swills
For the pig 
Seasons flew by 
Hasty clouds
I was fifteen
Bus back to town
A new life
Youthfulness
I forgot 
Only now
Do I remember
A time 
Of contentment
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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