Category Archives: POEMS

an Invitation (Tea-for-Two)

Well… there’s a hellish private tea-party.
Are you brave? Put on a mask of the Cheshire or the Hatter.
Pretend that you’re fucking arty
And that you’re a God of refined chatter.

But beware of the owner, little sweet Alice.
She’ll offer you a Mad-Poisonous-Mushroom-Brew.
The truth serum which smells like sweet anise…
And she’ll start to torture you with Twenty-and-One Shades of Blue.

Did you fuck up at least once? Kicked down the stair!
Get out! Without umbrellas and underwear!

P.S. Want more details? Please, look here!
(Hmm… and take a spare set of dry underwear…)

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

Inevitability

Inevitability is so close.
There are many words and little sense.
I realize that it’s an overdose,
but less can’t make me truly tense.

It’s easy. Just deny all natural laws.
Let it flow through your dry inside.
Inevitability is so close…
Just trust yourself to its wide tide.

The end of agonizing suspense.
There are few words and a lot of sense.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

a Wind horse

A wind horse gallops
on the fields of dreams with ease.
You crave for riding
but you cannot get your tongue
around its authentic name.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

Implanted

I took lessons of humility
from the worn roadside stones.
Nothing can teach civility
so well as the shattered bones.
That’s why my posture is queenly
and my manners are aesthetic.
Your sense of beauty knows so keenly
when reality is prosthetic.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

GUEST POST // rapture party by Tony Single

let’s weave, us fey
toward the hall
mugs to the sky
a divine new day
for his kin all
‘tis it nigh?

dost it matter
whence it fetch up?
twelfth hour soon
teeth a-chatter
fill thy cups
and bless the wounds

raise thine eyes
and give thy kin
some ginger beer
loosen bowties
and drink it in
be of good cheer

more ginger here
for pearly grins
and rosy-faced dolls
the kingdom’s near
let’s drown in sin
slake thy thirsting soul

the shepherd came
among we lambs
all rod and druthers
we cried his name
undamn us damned!
call us true lovers

we sisters be
and grandmas too
aunts, mothers, friends
fiddle-de-dee
all flowers askew
enchant us ‘til night’s end

always forgive
as quick thoust can
lest there’s no ’morrow
too late not to live
hold up thine hands
give him all sorrow

more ginger here
for pearly grins
and rosy-faced dolls
the kingdom’s near
let’s drown in sin
slake thy thirsting soul

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015