Moon changing nature

Moon changing nature

Half moon is offering the slice to taste
Sharp appetizer of Roquefort tingling mouth
The cheese is hanging amidst black caviar of sky
Delectable morsel for aristocratic taste of connoisseur

Getting the bigger , riper every day
Till full grown new moon calls for assembly
Presiding monarch on the pedestal of never-ending merrygo-around
Night-day, night-day, holding the ornamental starry scepter

The dog on terrace, overcome by magnetic light of hers
Barked at the moon, asking to come closer for sniffing
Huge ball of fascination, eager to play with, too high
Too forbidding , for the eyes to savor only
So dog barked again and over, not getting answer

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Rufino Tamayo

Open your arms to unbelievable sensation

Open your arms to unbelievable sensation
You tasted scent of other women on your lips
Yet it was not perfumed pleasure body traveled for
Seeking the uniqueness of one meant only for you

The search for soul mate through forest of the glances
Sweet, soft, shy , green ,blue and dark, angry , disappointed
Through siphoning the mouths sensual gatherings
Probing the juices , sipping slowly on tongue

They were gorgeous, not really close to gorgeous
Variety of the female candidates to win the heart
Hoping to win the beauty pageant, judged by the heart
You tried too hard to find the right companion... it did not work

Open your arms, turn, I am right behind you
Waiting for the fortune's twinkle to flash a light on me
Clear fogginess from eyes of yours , lift on the same level
And look deeper , drowning in love's pupils
Unblanketing the divine truth

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Catherine Yastrebova

Eat cherries

Eat cherries
Their sweet nectar would cushion disappointments on tongue
Soften a bit the words that yearning to spring out in the anger
Calming the senses into surrender to the nature 's antidote

The truth is bittersweet hostility , peering at your face
Do you have a guts to handle without wavering a little
Common girl nothing will break inside , it's here to teach a lesson
Many lessons to the mind to make it stronger person

Seen message on the wall if written just for me
The lifestyle you ordered currently out of stock
Go figure if divine force trying to tell me something
Configure architecture of the thoughts
Helping to direct them into peaceful delta

Eat cherries girl .. maybe your time is still ahead
The rationale is difficult to swallow

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Emilia Wilk

White tulips drooping in the vase

White tulips drooping in the vase
Spent ballerinas in the stage of life
The tutus petals resting sadly, closing eyes 
Unready to ebb, succumbing to commandment of the nature

Few days, few hours of blooming breath
And now air is filled with decaying death
Stems rotting in antecedently clear, fresh water
The smell of end permeating nose

Came from the tiny bulbs
Grotesque to look at, reminding of the cocoon
Like butterfly spring out from the hideous shell, revealing beauty
They suddenly divulge the secret to the world
Flourishing into enormously alluring buds ..alas not for long

by Margaret Gudkov

Under Garibaldi 's mocking shadow

Under Garibaldi' s mocking shadow

We sat sheathed in the elms green semidarkness
His marble back with letters on Italian seems saying
I seen it, felt it , not surprised by reaction

You near me , studying people in the park
Yet me just studying your reflection, composition
The tired eyes, the slouching pose of fatigue
Please turn and look at me , giving the attention

I am here bathing in the nakedness of the perception
Dissected into open,innards raw pieces for inspection
Hungry for smile , thirsty to taste sweet and salty kisses
Squeezing closer till there no space in between us
Aware of your thigh touching mine in the attempt to send
Indecent proposal to pursue it further right here on bench
I am too bold or impish appetite got better of my senses
Do not care for answer to this question, nor for passersby glances
All i need is your engrossment into my world
Good man Garibaldi will be watching

by Margaret Gudkov

The caterpillar hanging on the thread

The caterpillar hanging on the thread

The caterpillar hanging on the thread
Swaying from left to right in the attempt to climb up
Tenacious little creature wiggling back to leaf 
Continuing the cycle preordained for her

I watch amazed , thinking about my life
All climbing, ambulating , jumping over
Laughing, crying, solving , failing many times
Giving the road to despair after falling from the fence
Hmm .. and caterpillar just pull her tiny body up without worries

The human race is where i belong
With cons and pros that come along
Imperfect , sinful,moody and impulsive
Not been outdone by some larva stubborn mien
And if trapeze is what i have to balance on so be it
The heights scare me but fear will not destroy

by Margaret Gudkov

Lavender fields

Lavender fields

Smell of baguette invading nose
France dancing can-can on the mouth
The images of Provence lavender fields
Caressing eyes with purple brush in hand

Speak to me in French
Pulling the words like tiny gems from hidden pockets
Arraying on the plate, the tarts, eclairs, cream puffs
Attracting hands to pick it up and murmur in delight
Parlez-vous français? and answer ... oui , I am now

Beret on the side, eyes smiling slyly
Common cherie,you whispering in ticklish breath
Let's make love in those imaginary lilac meadows
Imaginary , are you sure, they are so real to me
I say oui again, inhaling the aroma of the tiny spikes

Everything material, the flowers
You, me amidst the giant bouquets of divine beauty
The peace never sounded as tranquil as grasshoppers buzzes
In orchestrating our secret rendezvous , slipping from memory
and back, confusing mind to look for border in between
Is it really that important?..i say non, merci cheri for you been here
Near me, understanding my capricious nature

by Margaret Gudkov