C. Zueva "The poetry of spring"

The poetry ofВ spring
C. Zueva

This one is the diary of notebook ones by the self- study room’s table Catherine Zueva international The poetry of spring.

The poetry ofВ spring

C.В Zueva

© C. Zueva, 2021

ISBNВ 978-5-0053-8276-4

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The silvery moon moves

Into nightly skies silvery Moon moves. Lilies are under the moon’s light. Stars are shooting. Only the Ghost is in the sky. Moonlight sparks off waves as if makes the fire, these are kindles dreams. From the Rose dropped hundreds of the petals. The gardener gathered them, as a bouquet of flowers. In the little closed Window, the light daily exists there. She from the ground picked up, abandoned of which, flowers. The Moon over the patch of light’s floated in the Sky there and stopped, creates the silver to spilt in Sea.

06.12.2009

IВ keep inВ my memoriesВ you

This is the mist of my forgotten dreams. I am looking for the compassion in the Sky. You are as the Ghost of heavenly earthy days. I keep in my memories Your sight. In the Earthy vanity gust off, the Orpheus suffers into loves. He is looking for the consolation, when he’s singing near the river’s stones moves.

06.12.2009

Herbs bloomed on theВ hill

Alone somewhere, aВ big forest stands. The Sun, forced his way, looked from clouds behind.

Woodland; Herbs bloomed on the hill. Bluish flowers were, white ones now are here.

Dawn walked quickly out the outskirts ofВ the fields. AВ meadow trail, circled, was lost inВ the hill.

InВ houses were run aВ crazy Carousel. Lads, cups, bowls and loaves stand.

06.12.2009

Into the shining sunset cloud

The clouds were, like melted snows

With white fluffed, into the red sunset.

And the thunder peals sounded

The sky, when did flash ofВ lightning.

The world was untouched byВ the evil.

And the moon rose, and aВ night have aВ been.

AВ friendship ofВ night andВ day,

It was merged, as if aВ Sky on aВ MoonsВ Way.

And suddenly, startled at the sound,

The goat ran on the mountain’s rocks.

Almost the falling, he ran for another.

AВ fear had not pinned him on the ground.

Into the shining sunset’s cloud,

Where the stars light up inВ the dark,

The goat’s shadow was on the mountain.

He seemed toВ watch toВ down.

The country is ofВ crazy days,

There It was the triumph mountains expanses.

Where bizarre rocky canyons were,

It sparkled from the effect ofВ aВ light dances.

Here, centuries-old pines rustles.

AВ lightning storm there had not worriedВ us.

And, even, any sounds are cautious,

Witch is not tearing done the rockslide pass.

The clouds were, like melted snows

Witch is white fluff, into the red sunset.

And the thunder peals sounded

InВ the sky, when did flash ofВ lightning it isВ red.

09.12.2009

The blossom, night stars give toВ the light

Night stars give toВ the Light. They are spinning on the blossom. And fiery ofВ the glares dawn did the World toВ flourish again. The shepherd goes into the field, admiring the glare ofВ lights. Its sound sings among sky aВ build. His flute surprised everyone. Its reeds toВ swaying, toВ rustling waves, as if is flying, it was over the lake. The Yellows water lily inВ aВ water glistens with dew deceptive face. OfВ the Sun stopped over the river notes, rays are the dropping toВ the Lands. InВ the sky-high inВ the blue expanse Buzzer, the azure mist is silent on the wiser.

18.12.2009

Prairie night