Singular side of medal

Singular side of medal

The nervous wreck unable to control emotions
Getting insecure with each arising problem on the path
Fretting over the elements that don't deserve attention 
That how you see me from the sidelines

The things I do go beyond faux pas of manners
The root of evil planted in my heart few years back
Setbacks,betrayals, creditors who like a vultures come
Collect the money or collect the soul.. what exactly do you know

I never claimed to be an angel neither devil
Is hard to be one perfect person after devastating shakes
The skin too thin, emotions are too raw.. everything too much
But with all said i know my heart is in the right place
And I blame myself for wrongs that came to knock

You see singular side of medal
Not caring for the story written in my eyes
The raising voice without devious intent , the crying
Meeting the indifference and silence instead of patience
Taking hand in yours , calming with words, with hugs

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Angela BettaCazale

Still life

Still life

Dead nature staring at spectators eyes
Attracting with the morbid cheerlessness of expiration
The flowers decaying into dust in fashion of the movie star
Aging behind the scenes , behind the silence walls
Fruits rotting , emanating fermented odor
Even through the canvas fabric

So beautiful, so full of life moments before
While hand transferring colors on the painting
They are already on the way to disappear to zilch
Food for the birds future generations

The pomegranates losing brightness of the red
Brownish apples scrunching the appearance
The taxidermy birds could not be more dead
The glass in pupils shining in unnatural bearing
We calling it still life, French call it nature mort
Dead nature propagate life stillness, everything come to stop
Halting activities in core, everything becoming particle for universe foundation

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Luis Egidio Melendez Bodegón

We walking on the beach

We walking on the beach

The steps, measuring silence in the whispering of sand
Softly giving in under our bare feet pressure
The wind nudging, pushing slightly on the back
Witnessing muted dialog of understanding souls

How many times things getting complicated
It's our fault to overcomplex the simplicity of it
Like two of us on empty shore floating in Never land
Free of Byzantine knots in overburdened mind

The water brings cooling respite to imponderable questions
Actually , giving the answers in the ebbs and flows
I catechize the heart with he loves me ,love me not
Silly abrogation for the truth already implanted
He is here, now , walking hand in hand
Looking so peaceful and content in golden aura of sun

by Margaret Gudkov

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