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My woman of thousand faces
Is not mine, independently of endless trying on
My thousand masks. She’s dipping her lips
In the black coffee which flushing her beautiful teeth,
...
If you were a shore rinsed by murmurous waves,
Mottled with mosaics of sharp stones and seaweed,
Meandering as the curly hair strand shone through by the Sun,
...
And it seemed to him as he had struggled with a dragon of nine heads
In order to free the imprisoned innocent girl from a high tower,
But it turned out that the girl, who wasn’t already innocent,
Only got bored sitting at home, under the supervision of parents,
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Women don’t like
Weak men -
Whatever would be said by them,
However they would deceive themselves.
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My heavenly pregnancy is already lasting dozens of years
While the human larval stage is being delayed.
Sometimes my shoulders start to itch as if wings would erupt.
I would mightily flap and rise up... Far from it!
...
Prohibitions, prohibitions: no camping, no bathing.
Strange, there are no prohibitions from the side of this lake -
No overflowing the shore, no destroying the coast.
...
Sometimes the world is reduced to
The rear seat of a car.
Your feet support the 'heaven'
My hands support the 'earth.'
...
All at once:
The ice on the lake and violets on its shore,
Friendly eyes of a German Sheppard and
...
Jim Morrison’s spirit’s alive!
Non believers are dumbasses.
...
When I was a small boy
I thought that the humpbacks are
Disguised angels
Hiding their wings poorly.
...
God has a thousand faces,
Millions of bodies
And only one doomsday button.
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Thaddeus Thierisch Biography
My new friend at this site Larry has encouraged to write a bit more than my short version biography 'I was born. I live. I will die.' Well, it should be said something about poetry, right? I suppose, poetry is one of the best tools of communication. As a wise man said: 'Everyone feels the same as poets do, while the only poets are able to express this feeling in words properly.' It's more up to writers than readers if their writings are not readable. As a poet I invite you to try communicating with me. Satisfy your curiosity, compare your thoughts with mine, live the fictional life I offer, smile and cry with me, argue with me, criticize me. As a pharmacist I have to remind you that poetry is a psychotropic drug. Hence, enjoy responsibly! P.S. Thaddeus Thierisch is my pseudonym. My real name is Tadas.)
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A Woman Of Thousand Faces
My woman of thousand faces
Is not mine, independently of endless trying on
My thousand masks. She’s dipping her lips
In the black coffee which flushing her beautiful teeth,
The coffee linking us as the same blood group.
Thousands of my words are sinking
In her only abyss of silence.
Black evening is rushing through the windows like a cold wave,
Illusory sense of security is running out together with
The shortage of my words-like bullets.
My woman of thousand faces
Is just a mirage, a projection of happiness beyond the reach
In the wilderness of solitude, because God loves evil tricks.
He’s just a child, who sees a dream of me –
And far from always – not as a nice character.
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