Culling

My name was erased from the golden family plate.
I got a suitcase, some bank-notes and a closed gate.

But I’m not offended. It’s better to be a hellraiser
than to belong to the gold miner dynasty… and to be born a stargazer.

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

34 thoughts on “Culling

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    • Oh, my little yellow birdie… Thank you, thank you ❤
      Do you want to know a secret?
      Sometimes (when you fly high in the sky) I think that you're not a bird… you're a tiny yellow fluffy star! ⭐

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    • My Dearest Hater,
      Okay, time for silliness, ready?

      A Little-Ball
      Of Yellow-Fluff
      Influenced by
      An unknown breeze
      It glides across the sky
      In search of
      Hope and Faith —
      While Watchers-Watch
      In total dismay
      The Yellow-Fluff
      Heads on its way
      Turning-Heads
      As it goes
      Hoping they
      Will watch the show

      Alice ❤

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    • И птица поет, пока жив птицелов
      И жив птицелов, пока птица поет
      Птица и птицелов понимают без слов
      Когда обсуждают грядущий полет, совместный полет…

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    • Вещие сны.
      И птица поет пока жив птицелов.
      И жив птицелов пока птица поет.
      Кто из нас птица, а кто птицелов?
      Знающим слово не надобно слов, не надобно слов

      This is beautiful, bringing tears to my eyes!
      Alice ♥

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    • “You ought to be ashamed of yourself,” said Alice, “a great girl like you” (she might well say this), “to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!”

      But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep, and reaching half down the hall…

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