IULIA
GHERGHEI
The New Type Of Puppets
Let's live in someone else's skin
Let's deal with other problems
Different level of stress, maybe
Maybe a more relax person
Who freed herself from the anxiety claws
Let's pretend we are kind and compassionate
And the other person's dreams make sense to us too
For two thousand years you didn't grasp the meaning to
Love thy neighbour like you love thyself
The recipe to happiness
You are resilient in your stubbornness
Keep ignoring the other person
Keep spiraling in your hatred
Keep destroying your surroundings
Of course you trim your front lawn
You wash your car
Your nails are nicely buffed
Behind the posh appearances
A rotten apple lays though
Your bathroom cabinet is witness
All that glimmer, all those plastic smiles are medical induced
So you don't really respect the temple, your temple
So no chance to respect anyone else
My words here are spilled into the wind
We don't need robots then
Just well adjust chemical puppets
Following a dream they were told they need to follow
The Islandic Winter
The winter is lavishingly spread on the huge screen
Yeah, right, winter is seen only on big screens these days
Islandic movies, grey and dark ones
Perfect square angles
Lots of shadows
You sink in your armchair
Savouring their filmed winter
Unlocking memories of your past winters
The intuition of winter in the air of the last days of autumn
A very specific smell lingers the morning before the snowing
begins
The crisp sound of the snow after a night of frost
The wet socks in your boots after a fight with snowballs
The taste of snow, even
The joy of all the white season' perks
Lost, probably for ever
Now we roll with an in-between season
What's next for us?
Probably a never-ending summer
The New World Of The Fish
With No Tail
The fish with no tail and most bluish eyes ever
Was hanging in his tree, his new addition to the geography
One day, on a hunch, he jumped out of the water took a bite
from a leaf who was just hanging there, inviting, seducing him with its green
hues.
The sweetness was overwhelming, wings have sprouted from his
thins instantly, a total transformation took place: fish and tree became one.
The world was sweet!
having this
realisation, the fish with no tail was soaring his expanded horizon feverishly
looking for his next transformation. The thought of it would give him rushes, a
bit of an addiction, if you ask me.
One random morning, The one, as he calls himself lately,
opened his most bluish eyes ever and started to whistle, just like that, out of
the blue... Later The one will call it chirping, but you got it, a new
transformation took place. His world it was now sweet and loud.
The story is long, have patience, my esteemed friends. A new
episode will follow... And, no, it's not on Netflix!
IULIA GHERGHEI
IULIA
GHERGHEI, Romanian
poet of English expression, graduated from University of Bucharest as
information technology expert, has published her first poetry collection in
2012 at blurb.com. Prisoners of Cinema Paradiso was edited by Brian Wrixon. She
mainly publishes her poems on Facebook. She was also published in many e-zines
or poetry sites like Destiny Poets, where she received the honour to be chosen
Poet of the year in 2012. In 2015 she won the poetry contest of the Blackwater
Poetry group on Facebook. She was part of many anthologies, one of them being
The Significant Anthology, anthology edited by Koshy A. V and Reena Prasad. In
2020 some of her poems were translated in Turkish by Baki Yiğit in several
Turkish literary magazines. Also starting this year she has her own author page
on MadSwirl.com site.
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