There is no order here
There is no order here,
There is no any sense.
Can you make it clear?
Can you change a pence?
On a tin there sat a cat
It looked exactly like a rat
Poor little biggie rat
It has swallowed a cat.
Little cow wore a wig
And the ground it could dig,
Like a purple brown pig
Sat on thin and thickest twig.
In the farm and in the zoo
For a hat there's no loo.
Piece of milk is good for two,
Jug of cake is healthy too.
On the west the sun rise,
For Japan it's a surprise,
For Morocco rising sun
Turned to be a real fun.
Mice are crawling in the mire
To frighten a cat and look a dire.
Kids are growing in the garden,
Someone says: I beg your pardon!
Pike is howling at the moon.
Wolf is swimming like a goon.
Piglets sharpen their swords,
Porgy dances on the boards.
Mighty hedgehog without a fear
Frightens a fox and even a bear.
Snakes are flying in the clouds,
Frogs are walking in the crowds.
Tigers eat for breakfast grass,
Camels eat for dinner glass.
Walruses are in the reeds,
Whales dream of mice and seeds.
If you go to the circus
You will see a magic focus,
But the tricks I've here described
By the fairy were told and bribed.
Fly has sat on the sweetest jam,
Here is the end of my short poem.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
20th March,2012
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Fly Has Sat On The Sweetest Jam (nonsense poem)
There is no order here,
There is no any sense.
Can you make it clear?
Can you change a pence?
On a tin there sat a cat
It looked exactly like a rat
Poor little biggie rat
It has swallowed a cat.
Little cow wore a wig
And the ground it could dig,
Like a purple brown pig
Sat on thin and thickest twig.
In the farm and in the zoo
For a hat there's no loo.
Piece of milk is good for two,
Jug of cake is healthy too.
On the west the sun arise,
For Japan it's a surprise,
For Morocco rising sun
Turned to be a real fun.
Mice are crawling in the mire
To frighten a cat and look a dire.
Kids are growing in the garden,
Someone says: I beg your pardon!
Pike is howling at the moon.
Wolf is swimming like a goon.
Piglets sharpen their swords,
Porgy dances on the boards.
Mighty hedgehog without a fear
Frightens a fox and even a bear.
Snakes are flying in the clouds,
Frogs are walking in the crowds.
Tigers eat for breakfast grass,
Camels eat for dinner glass.
Walruses are in the reeds,
Whales dream of mice and seeds.
If you go to the circus
You will see a magic focus,
But the tricks I've here described
By the fairy were told and bribed.
Fly has sat on the sweetest jam,
Here is the end of my short poem.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
20th March,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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On a tin there sat a cat
On a tin there sat a cat
It looked exactly like a rat
Poor little biggie rat
It has swallowed a cat.
Little cow wore a wig
And the ground it could dig
Like a purple brown pig
Sat on thin and thickest twig.
In the farm and in the zoo
For a hat there's no loo.
Piece of milk is good for two,
Jug of cake is healthy too.
On the west the sun arise.
For Japan it's a surprise,
For Morocco rising sun
Turned to be a real fun.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Harvest
Autumn feeds with harvest
Birds, animals and human beings.
It brings breakfast, lunch and dinner,
It brings the sweetest things.
Autumn in the gardens,
Autumn in the wood…
Nature has prepared all kinds of food.
Harvesting is pleasant!
Harvesting is good!
Happy is a peasant,
Happy is a wood!
Mice collect the grain,
Bees collect the honey,
Granny makes a jam,
Winter will be funny
Without any flam.
Apples in the cellar,
Grape turns into wine.
We are nature’s dwellers,
We all want to dine.
Gathering gifts of nature
You’ll avoid the hunger,
You will be much stronger,
You will look much younger.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 7th of September,2011
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Cat is Also a Chick (nonsense poem)
Who is knocking at the door?
Can't you see I'm not at home?
Only yesterday you come
We shall eat for breakfast rum.
Glass is crawling on the wall,
It is wooden like a brick.
Let it crawl, let it fall!
Cat is also a chick.
Brick is crawling on the wall.
It is hairy like a tram.
Let it crawl, let it fly!
We don't need that reddish tie.
Now a camel is on the wall.
All its knees with tar it washed.
And a horse, being lovely squashed,
Eats the sun seeds on a ball.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 12th of March,2012
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Random Nonsense
Who is knocking at the door?
Can't you see I'm not at home?
Only yesterday you come
We shall eat for breakfast rum.
Glass is crawling on the wall,
It is wooden like a brick.
Let it crawl, let it fall!
Fly is also a chick.
Brick is crawling on the wall.
It is hairy like a tram.
Let it crawl, let it fly!
We don't need that reddish tie.
Now a camel is on the wall.
All its knees with tar it washed.
And a horse, being lovely squashed,
Eats the sun seeds on a ball.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 12th of March,2012
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In a January morning...
In a January morning,
On a sunny April day,
A crocodile croaks as it is May.
On the pavement bricks out of board,
There walks the tallest little lord.
In a hospital is healthy.
Poor man is so wealthy.
Fed to teeth I want to eat
And a cheat is so sweet.
Come my dears! Come to me!
I don't want to see you.
Any false you say is true,
In the yard you lived and grew.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
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In a January Morning (nonsense poem)
In a January morning,
On a sunny April day,
A crocodile croaks as it is May.
On the pavement bricks out of board,
There walks the tallest little lord.
In a hospital is healthy.
Poor man is so wealthy.
Fed to teeth I want to eat
And a cheat is so sweet.
Come my dears! Come to me!
I don't want to see you.
Any false you say is true,
In the yard I lived and grew.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
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The Ghosts
The ghosts of not repentant souls
Wander in the quiet woods night.
Only chilling cries of the owls
Cause the lightest fright.
Flying Dutchman frightens seamen,
Its sight is a portent of doom.
It was told by John Leyden
Sinful souls went to gloom.
Ghosts dwell in the hills.
Climbers know a ghost can kill.
To some they help to cross the river,
But seeing them you would shiver.
Haunting cities, haunting countries…
Are they humans eye illusion?
Are they really verities?
It looks they come to make pollution.
Ghosts are here, ghosts are there!
It seems they are everywhere.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 8th of August,2011
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From the Dating Site
I am tall one when on the hills.
Kind one if he my life fulfils.
Would like some battles with him., , , but…
Only in case if he doesn't destroy my skills.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 13th of February,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Red And Brown
- Why do you always wear the red shirt?
- They assert that…it’s to avert the fright of seeing blood
when I am wounded.
I am quite salted and not a crud.
- Now I understand your point of view.
Looking at you a picture I drew:
You always wear the brown trousers
for not having any moral traumas.
The outflow of your shit nothing will show,
But ….only your crow.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 7th of January,2012
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A Real Man
A gentleman says:
May I meet you?
May I come?
May I help you?
A good man says:
I’ll meet you.
I’ll come.
I’ll help you.
A real man says:
I am coming!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 25th of December,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Elixir
I will make an elixir now.
Will you ask me how?
It's such a simple science!
A bottle of reliance,
Another one with love and peace,
One more of trust love to increase.
I'll mix all that with magic spoon,
My elixir is going to be ready soon.
And…to complete this picture
I'll sing a song to my mixture.
How to take this elixir.
Five drops a day will be enough
As it's the strongest staff.
Only one warning here:
You have to be sincere
And do not mix the drops with beer.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
September 6th 2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I feel so bad without you...
I feel so bad without you,
All my dreams are about you.
I lie in bed, thinking of only you.
You are my dearest and nearest,
The only one and sweetest.
Out of all you are the greatest.
You are so delicate and good
You quickly change my mood.
Your love I prefer to any food.
I love you so much, my darling.
You always look so charming,
When telling me "Good morning".
I touch you with my tongue,
You are my song I'd sung,
With you I am always young.
Every morning when I wake up
I want to have your love cup.
And slowly with pleasure sup.
I don't want you to loose,
Out of all only you I chose.
With only you I like to booze.
All days with you are the fests,
You have already passed all tests.
On you my whole life rests.
You are my inspiration and muse,
To love you I will never refuse,
My lovely drink - an orange juice.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska(Odessa, Ukraine)
The 1st of April,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Smile!
The anguish in your eyes?
Change the lenses!
The winter in your heart?
Fill the light! Be smart!
Someone betrayed you?
Says: Don't love you?
Forgive that hurt!
It's just a bullshit.
You are feeling nervous?
Drink tea with sweet honey!
You won't buy health for money.
Your days are blue and gray?
Take the guitar and play!
Greet every new day with a smile!
Anything that happens
It's just for a while.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 3rd of February,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The Frost
It's amazing to watch the frost's work.
It made the sea side a fairy tale.
The frost's quirk made the sea not for a sail.
The silence is all around.
For a while the time stands still.
The seagulls can't swill.
Like in the realm of Antarctica
Throughout the frost, snow and ice
I see the beauty of a paradise.
But! In the next few moments
The spring will come spelling the frost.
The nature's fulfillment will be the most.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 8th of February,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I Won't Tarry, I Won't Marry
I won’t tarry,
I won’t marry,
I won’t complain,
Though the pain will remain.
I won’t ask: Please, take care of me!
Though the fear is inside me.
I will stay alone,
I will live on my own.
Writing poems will be my treatment,
With them I’ll find an agreement.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 11th of November,2011
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On The Photo In The Newspaper
On the photo in the newspaper -
The soldiers, standing arm in arm,
The heroes of the World War II,
With smiles on faces and charm.
The photo was taken before a battle,
Before the guns began to rattle.
The sky was blue,
The grass was green,
The friends were true
The truest you have ever seen.
No one knows their names
No one knows who they are,
May be someone was James,
But everyone was peculiar.
They lay in a battlefield
Just beginning to live
For the sky to be blue,
For the grass to be green,
For the friends to be true,
The truest you have ever seen.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
29th of May,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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May be it's a sin...
Maybe it's a sin
So much to love
Forget about all
For my love to starve.
Or it's heavens gift
About you to think,
Love as a sweet nectar
From your lips to drink.
I can even be
For my love a slave.
All can be with me
But you should be save.
If our God can judge,
I will pray for you
And the words of salvage
Will be: I love you.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 18th of April,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The Day Of Liberation
Once again the spring's in the Victory Gardens,
Once again the 10th of April to Odessa's come,
The memory of that day hardens
This wonderful feeling of freedom without alarm.
About 30 months the occupation of Odessa lasted
The streets and houses by fascists were blasted.
But the nation with sense of humor no one can kill,
The defense of the city was everyone's freewill.
In the sea of sunlight is the blue and free sky,
The wings of the seagulls soared into skywards,
The glory to Odessa city is in the seagulls cry,
Wind orchestras play celebrations chords.
The southern sunny city today looks so pretty
And the faces of odessites as usual are so witty.
Their spirit of freedom is light as the sea breeze,
An odessite will never bend the knees.
The second birthday, the day of celebration,
The day of spring, the day of liberation.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 10th of April,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I am sinful...
I am sinful, not trying to be saint,
Just want to live, not to complain.
I am a woman with a feminine beauty,
Just want to love, not to be snooty.
I can be giddy, behave as I am a queen,
But with an open soul say what I mean.
Down on earth I am, not in paradise
I get what I give, this I well realize.
I see the richness in the sun and the rain
Don't like pittance, truth is the main.
Avoiding a scam, I am going my way,
I am as I am and as such I will stay.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 15th of August,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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