Good morning


Today she wrote about children and women.
Then something was bothering her, secretly.
She was thinking what is this what is this?
Her inner voice would say, if could talk,
I am wondering, that's all nice, but did you write special about him.
Like Northern Star, you are looking now.
Do you know, looking at this star you can cross the ocean many times.
Take a pan and start writing how much you really adore his company and him.
Start from smile,
Was it a topic for many happy days.
See the sun shining probably because of him..

now..

After looking at ..., fine, naked women
I am outside jogging at the dark,
Actually very fast.
Good thing I like nights.
It's after 10 pm I think now.
I bought this new dish washing liquid today,
It smells so nice, I washing the dishes and thinking if I can buy a parfume like this...
And it feels like spring.


just one smile :)



now

May be I should write something more beautiful,
And have better pictures to express myself ...
All I want to say,
Thank you, because you always make me feel happy...





Good night:)






for doing amazing job

For doing amazing job,
Its kind of written on the card.
And everything is great and will be,
Few words from me.



today







Some one said thank you here,
And didn't say thank you to someone else..
Make long story (for an hour now) short.
I want to  hear thank you from only who I worship 
And eight other people.

now

In a good mood and happy and went for a walk,
Today is International Women Day..
The oldest women I met,
Don't know why I thought about them,
May be part of our childhood 
When you write number 8 in school and paint first flowers.
The oldest women I have known were born in 19th century,
If someone had a baby in the house,
They would kiss and talk with the baby like with miracle the best ever..



Everything is good

I feel great today.
Every day I feel better.
Every day I feel stronger,
I am healthy.

Until 10 am you can eat everything you want.
Bread, cake, bagel.
Bacon, salami.
Cheese, yoghurt, fruits.

Between 10 am and 3 pm
Cooked food
Rice, potato, pasta
Vegetables
Meat
Fruit
Cheese

Between 3 - 6 pm
Fruits, but no sweet fruits/ apples,  grapes, oranges
Vegetables / carrots,  cucumber, broccoli

now

Some one said on the radio that today
Will be one of the most beautiful days.
And now song is playing "Beautiful day".
The sun started to shy from the cloud,
And few good news here,
Doing amazing, it's happy happy:) 

Good morning :)


I am still outside

I am still outside 
and you know what I am thinking ..
I am thinking about 
and my phone needs changing 






Good night :)

Just now, I started jogging. ...
Feeling energetic actually. .
I can run...
This I was thinking about,
It's not 90 th era or music,
It's the feeling,
When everything is falling apart,
The city, economy, whatever..
You turn the music on,
And the energy, happiness, youth..
Is flying every where,
You feel it so much that years after you still have it with you.
And happy, happy!

a story

She and he,
She said, he said,
Story without names, because it's not important any more.
It wasn't love, but it was something.
Imagine a college girl, young and romantic and criminal detective with all romantic long gone.
Family friends, neighbours, small city..
Hi, how are you, good friendship may be leading into something more.
His mother had a dinner with her mother.
You have to understand, she is a nice girl,
But he has to go up, in big city, he needs different friends, and your family, it might affect his reputation, his career.. she couldn't find the right words.
It was it.
She moved somewhere else soon.
He got married to the right woman, her some one helped in his career a lot.
More then ten years later they met,
In the small city.
You almost didn't change, - he said.
She almost didn't recognize him,
Different person, tired, sick looking, out of shape,
With career on the top.
And it was not important any more,
Because a little baby was waiting for her at home.
Some one said, every story must have a meaning.
May be the meaning here is
Don't let someone you love (or like a lot) to go away.



just one smile :)

You are right, but how,
I don't know how to write thoughtful novels.
All I know are poems in suspicious English,
And pictures, that I kind of grantee one a day.
May be after work I think about it more.
Monday is my ... time.
Talk to my aunt, she is feeling amazing at 55,
Mentioned it few times looking at me,
I am kind of catching up. .
You have to do something, she said
Did full work out at work and printed something for me..
Have to go..Smile :)



just one smile :)


Good morning :)



happy happy :) 





Beautiful



a story

She was young gypsy,
It's old story by the way.
Her family moved from south to north.
And she met him.
No way, you go our with a gypsy,
His mother said, slamming a door.
They started to see each other secretly.
Another gypsy was reading cards,
You will never see each other, a war will come.
Then the war started.
Young gypsy was scared, she gave him bracelet from her hand.
I want you be always well.
He went to the war, all four years, never insured at all.
After the war, looking for her every where.
The starved, was no food, cold, only children left, some one said..
Now this man is ninety fife years old..

Me and Jaden  have to go home now.
Don't know why we started to talk about life.
What I can buy, what I can't, that's okay.
All I want people I love, and who love me, 
Be with me.
Different times we have had, different people,
Different countries, 
I am really thankful people I love for same years as me, are with me.
And that's the happiest thing ever..
Smile :) 



Good night :)


Nancy Reagan

Nancy Reagan.. 
She was first American woman we noticed and looked at...
She was flat everywhere, skinny, in shape, hair always done nice.
We had the ideal woman with curves, fat belly a little, big and working with metals, strong. 
She was dressed like American,
In the Soviet Union we didn't know how it is,
United States was like another world, 
With her, this how we thought American women are.
I was the end of the Soviet Union, we were becoming open to the world, new words: change, democracy and freedom, were symbols of those years. 
On out TV all the time, news, 
I was small and I was watching, interesting times... 



now

Who wants to hear me complaining,
Me.. Only will go clean olive oil on the floor,
I dropped a huge oil bottle on the ceramic floor..
Some people dropping music albums, some oil bottles, at least we are dropping something. .



today














I think I am just going to put pictures...
... She said she is a poet,
How come only pictures here?..


just one smile :)





just a thought

May be I am not going to be a famous poet
And my writing will enjoy my grandchildren with force..
May be I should've become a doctor like grandparents, parents, aunt and uncle..
Or I should've become a natural healer like great grand mother and her mother, heal with touch of my hand and live in the forest.
And now look,
I am doing my taxes, driving a car, have to go to work, money, no child support..
That's not life of a poet, what I am going to write.
I have to wash dishes at four o'clock in the morning, make lunch and breakfast,
Call my parents, listen how great they feel working,
At sixty with dreams, plans and excitement,
Go to work, fell great too for some reason,
Be happy.. may be that's the thing.
I have huge reason to be happy, feel it, give, because nothing can change it.
Evening go to gym, healthy dinner, and a kids movie.
How can you be a poet like this.



..

Was talking to my mom and grandmother.
On the Skype...
They are talking about life, people, me.
Who gets what, own destiny..
Something stupid.

Good morning :)