Best Slavic Poems
tale
from old
Slavic god
idol worshipped
sage and protector
season’s spirit
winds obey
chiming
toll
gusts
from gods
stab with blades
of potent breath
freezing the tundra
and stripping oaks
till summer’s
warm air
wafts
winds
rage on
in winter
born from the sea
called by Stribog’s horn
warrior’s songs
command his
grandsons
blow!
*source: Wikipedia and pagan-soul.blogspot
For Shadow's Gods of Winds Contest, 12/17/14
Categories:
slavic, mythology, wind,
Form:
Ninette
The odor of turnips,
of seasoned cabbage water - borscht
flushed through musing kidneys.
Listening to Zhukovsky, Vysotsky, Tyutchev,
not comprehending a word of it.
Working my way backward
through an alphabet that echoes
proto-Slavic roots and chugs.
Muses that are a gloved slap of love,
an aching tooth,
a fondness for black-ice
words that gnaw wet socks and fingertips.
Suspicions wriggle like long dead Popes –
the smell of tobacco and damp sheets.
A dusting of earth shaken from chilled rhizomes.
Words simmer like sleeping Cossacks.
Whiffs of green water, grain, and potato,
the anguish of bruised beets.
A poetry that peels onion,
a crop used
in the pickling of cucumbers,
and other forever preserved romances.
Categories:
slavic, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The lighting, it was over-bright.
Her heart was black, her brain - insane.
Proud, majestic in full moon light.
The lighting, it was over-bright.
A sword to wheel her pagan smite.
Libussa now begins her reign.
The lighting, it was over-bright.
Her heart was black, her brain - insane.
Libussa - from the film "The Pagan Queen"
THE PAGAN QUEEN is based on the Czech legend of Libuse, the Slavic queen of 8th century Bohemia.
For Julia Ward's - First Line Prompt - 2 - Poetry Contest
Written June 14, 2016
Categories:
slavic, evil,
Form:
Triolet
In the very beginning
I could see only the sea
It was extremely deep
Almighty blue
It was free
In the very beginning
I was like a blue deep sea
When Lada came to me
Lada came
Lada gave me a place on the magic ship
My mom was the moon, my dad was the sun
The stars were siblings
Lada taught me to love the sky and the ground
Was in the seventh heaven, worshipped the land
We were the world, the world used to be us
Oh oh oh
She was always with me
She was always kind
She was on my mind
She was always behind
She discovered the water and the fire
I was covered from bad, there was only good
I found my womanhood
This fairy is the woman who rules the world
She is your friend, she is your love
She is your sister, she is your mom
She is your harbour, she is your calm
Lada is everywhere and everything
She is outside, and she is between
She's your dedication,she is your pride
She's your inspiration, she is always behind
Oh oh oh
She is always with me
She is always kind
She is on my mind
She is always behind
In the very beginning
I was like a blue deep sea
When Lada came to me and taught me
That's just the beginning,
finally you can see me
I will come to you
Wait and see
Former name - Lada.
*Lada is a Slavic goddess of love and beauty.
Categories:
slavic, appreciation, blessing, creation, faith,
Form:
Lyric
Don't eat the bear
and the bear won't eat you
Don't stomp on flowers
Don't spit on the dew
If you are a bad person
your life will worsen
But if you are good
then there's no need for cursin'
Yoi yoi la la la la yoi yoi la.
Categories:
slavic, animal, flower, happy, music,
Form:
Lyric
The fattest land mass within the borders of Europe
is also a mother with an extremely fertile womb
to once go third in the global grain export.
Sitting on a ground blessed with hidden treasures,
it has unfortunately been blown by the nuclear disaster of Chernobyl.
Its architecture, literature and music are a mirror reflection of its faith,
the borscht and verenyky- the appetizing symbols of its meals;
built ‘the Dream’ to wow the world of flight and weight
and emits the radiance of the Carpathian mountains
through the longest musical pipe ever played.
Home to the greatest ever boxing family
and having cities with their individual bragging rights.
Accumulation of cafes stands tall in its western giant
to the point, one of them exhibits masochism in soft core;
while its heart is home to the deepest Metro station
and also a sustainer of the chronicles of the Bald Mountains.
Among all is its amazing feature
of having the globe’s most beautiful women.
From Stalin to Putin, its road flirts with Russian misfortunes
and restricted by the limitations of corruption’s chains.
As one of the detached buttons of the soviet design,
it falls off but still tied with a closely knitted Slavic thread.
From such a connection,
it has since been under the suffering of its disowned father
to mount the stones of instability on a ground up north the black sea
for its identity to remain fully eastern.
Categories:
slavic, abuse, bullying, earth, education,
Form:
Ode
In the southern mountains of Bulgaria
A gruesome discovery had been made
They uncovered hundreds of skeletons
Of vampires that were slayed
They had religious charms beside them
To stop the dead from rising again
And iron stakes still protruding
From their chests of their remains
In the Slavic villages everywhere
Plagues had broken out
And anti-Vampire rituals
Were common scenes throughout
This plague had started to ravage
Populations of medieval times
Hysteria had gripped the people
From the walking dead at night
So the people created an image
In the form of two graves
To resemble the Virgin Mary
With child to keep evil away
In the ancient city of Thracian
Stands a hilltop citadel
In the ruins of Perperikon
A truly living hell
Based On A True Story
© Copyright KC.Leake
4th December 2014
All Rights Reserved
Categories:
slavic, death, history, horror, mystery,
Form:
Rhyme
ALLOWED HIM NO LATITUDE
Andy, professional cartographer, adored his maps,
Valued them more than anything perhaps
As any cartographer would
As all cartographers should -
Lovingly drawing his Italy, boot-like,
Old outlines of the then Third Reich,
And his Mississippi River with every meander,
And every place he ever could wander .
But his rival cartographer Giovanni
After penciling in the River Suwannee
Called on Andy, his details to consult.
Andy was affronted and angered at the insult.
Freely sharing his geographical skills
Was not the best way of paying his bills.
Andy refused to show Giovanni his map
The latter said - well ok, your maps are just crap!
Over Turkey’s Cape Helles they struggled and fought
As any zealous cartographers ought
And Andy shoved the Alaska Panhandle
Up Giovanni’s nose, who then began to manhandle
The whole of Siberia and some of Iberia
And the Bay of Bengal over Andy, who was wearier.
Getting tired, and in defence of his maps
Andy, feeling he was close to collapse,
Grabbed Europe and wrapped it round the neck
Of Gio, who soon choked and died, with the Czech
Republic and parts of the Isle of Belmullet
Stopping the airflow in his gullet.
Then poor Andy, clutching maps of the Slavic Race
Also dropped dead, but with a smile on his face.
Two happy men who gave their all
For the Suwannee River and the Bay of Bengal.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Entered in Natalie The Rogue Rhymer’s Contest : Die A 'Fun' Death
Categories:
slavic, funny, river,
Form:
Couplet
My pools of words are not limited to English.
I was a missionary in France and Belgium, so learned French.
I studied Spanish in college for several years afterwards.
The US Army had me learn Russian during the Cold War,
Then cross-trained me into Serbo-Croatian during the Bosnia/Kosovo Wars.
I spent about 7 years stationed-residing in West Germany and Germany.
Like German, Slavic-derived languages are very root-driven.
The most romantic word I ever heard is "izabranica" (pronounced izabranitsa).
Typical banal English translations do not give the word justice.
Usually it is put forward as an endearment such as 'darling' or 'sweetheart'.
But my favorite Serbo-Croatian word means so much more.
The root of the word is 'bran'; 'braniti' means to select or gather.
The suffix 'ica' is a feminine ending, often used for people.
The prefix 'iza' means "out from". So what does "izabranica' really mean?
Means more than just your one true love; more than just your soulmate...
It means the woman you chose out from among all others, your izabranica.
Categories:
slavic, language, meaningful, soldier, soulmate,
Form:
Free verse
Off to Starbucks for my spot of Teavana Earl Grey Tea
I am Blessed! Princess Rebecca this morning, I do see
A quick gaze at her, oh my she looks even more sexy
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
I dream of sailing with her off the Shore of Jersey
We cruising with no destination, maybe Guernsey
We live a life of no worries and all carefree
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
I sit inside and sip my spot of tea
Reading the Times, thinking of My Becky
She too busy this morning to even gaze back at me
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
I dream one day we meet, I do foresee
I hope all goes well, a heavenly wish for me
A six foot tall Slavic princess, oh so slender and pretty
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
I still too nervous to say hello, I am so nerdy
Should I stop dreaming of what may be too good for me
Almost done sipping my daily Teavana Tea
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
I go back to street to jog back home, so fit is me
I feel sad lacking My Destiny Girl; feel so empty
I dream New Year's Eve with her at NYC's Marriott Marquis
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky
Categories:
slavic, crush, dream, love, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
The Lunch
Today I ate the worst meal for years, dry fried liver
and burnt onions with a salad that tested of fish because
the cook had used a fish knife to cut the lettuce.
I didn`t like to make a fuzz but left no tips and on the day
sun was too hot and I felt miserable.
There was a time in 1946 when poverty washed the cold
shores of my country that I would be happy for a meal like this
it was a time of mass migration and I remember a mother
and child I think they were Slavic dressed in rags,
there was no work and had to go newspaper rounds to make
a little money, yet she did the couple a few coins
Europe was awash with migrants, there had been a war but
people were protesting they had little food and didn`t want
to share any of it yet there was no open hatred.
Is it not odd to think that my country that is rich now and its
people are full of hatred against migrants
and a right wing party shares power with a fascist one, yes
it is sad when we lose the ability to be human and show no
sympathy for those who flee wars in the Middle East and Africa.
Categories:
slavic, body, books, brother, butterfly,
Form:
Blitz
I thought I was German
I thought I was Slavic
I thought I was Sicilian
I thought I was Swedish
( indeed very Nordic )
I wanted to become British
Now I am only a human being
Categories:
slavic, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
The tearaway, youthful runaway
Running for a lifetime, blocked out
Brick wall, but, those same
Old demons stuck to your back
Demon wings like barnacles
To the hull of your iron heart
Beating under apron strings
Ever since "Daddy" left, Electra
You have been a tulip, caught
In a Slavic winter. Redraw
The map. Nazi Prussian blues
To London, America. The United
States of absolute; the growing
Ground for your misanthropy. Awfully
Unfortunate; yet ever giving
We feast upon your tortured
Soul. Black gold ink
The slurry you bleed upon us
Rich in image with a sick
Sense of humour; like laughing
In a morgue or spitting jokes
Upon a fresh grave. Ach du!
The same old jar, pickled flesh. Gott!
A foetus. What a tortured mind can
Breathe to life in the fold of a
Notepad; the centrefold...Paula Brown
The world in two, waiting for a saviour
Superman or Nazi gas. The house drowned
In complete, ravenous silence as you fell asleep.
Categories:
slavic, dedication
Form:
Free verse
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Categories:
slavic, history, poems, society,
Form:
Pastoral
Grandpa can´t remember when we came to Sweden
He don´t exactly know which place it was
Are we German? ( I dream of Habsburg )
Or were we Slavic
Anyhow, I got a fist
I got another kind of whisper
I talk of blood and ancestry ( silly? Perhaps!)
I feel I got something to teach the Swedish people
Hey, watch out! I can teach the entire world
( what some things really mean )
Ma was very proud and knew what she wanted
Grandpa was a true gentleman
Dad adored him
He run his own business
And his very very black hair?
And his metallic eyes?
Why should they notice
To the world he was Swedish
Categories:
slavic, family,
Form:
Free verse