Valentin Gabriel Cristea Poems

The clouds sift the flour over the plain,
children play with it,
they knead some snowmen.
People look wonderfully at these snowmen
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Purple sleep quivers on banks
the blue of crystal bends lightly
lonely birds float on reed
shadows slide in the sombre ecstasy.
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I was fascinated by her:
It was a beautiful brunette.
With her night hair,
she caught my mind in her net.
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Once upon a time foolishness
was going fallen into three columns:
some were trying to define it,
the others were criticizing it,
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Grey snow,
flooded by the rays of sun,
thaws slowly,
in the rhythm of the spring birds music,
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This green forest, I see it
near quiet lake,
when I have steped lightly over
to hear its multi-coloured thrill.
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Green orchards loaded of love I am shown
dew, that has fallen over the grass
tells me that you have cried
in the night that has passed.
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I have sunk in an ocean of dreams
shiver of stars is heard from the dusk
serene memories wave melancholically
in a dizzy dance.
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I have awoke to sing in the sea of dreaminess
with great thoughts I have piloted some day
fir trees have been good friends for me
when all has quivered to my waving.
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Shiver involves me when I hear the music
it’s the music of the stars that wraps me up
it’s the music of the soul that caresses me
it’s a fairy place that carries me to the horizon.
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