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Olga Valerevna Feb 2023
I’m living in a layer of my mind I never knew  
but I see other people in a way I haven’t, too
I find idiosyncrasies in everyone I meet
as I unlearn behaviors that were once a part of me

I’m living in a constant state of why and here and now
but I beg every question leads me back to You somehow
I carry conversations on with everyone I can
as I begin to share the Words I trust are in my hands

I’m living in tomorrows like I should be in todays
but I know that my future is not promised anyway
I bury my own body and my thoughts before I should
as I become a person who was never understood
“Ибо человек не знает своего времени. Как рыбы попадаются в пагубную сеть, и как птицы запутываются в силках, так сыны человеческие уловляются в бедственное время, когда оно неожиданно находит на них.”
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Olga Valerevna Jan 2023
I tend to feel it’s treason when my thoughts are not aligned
when I am disconnected at the corners of my mind
my memories run rampantly into my here and nows
unchecked as much as ever but still relevant somehow

I tend to run in circles but I always make a choice
and even when I’m shivering I still can hear Your Voice
my every single step becomes much easier to take
it’s checked by all the balance from which I can’t walk away

I tend to think it’s normal for my body to beget
another kind of language to describe what’s in my head
but I am not a novice to what Life is anymore
I’ve been around for long enough to know what I’m here for
Olga Valerevna Jan 2023
I rode the train to yesterday and saw what I would see
I wiped my eyes so many times, my tears came back to me
I watched myself befuddle every single thought I had
and woke up in a room where all the energy was sad

I caught the train again to seek its solace one last time
to fall apart completely in the gallows of my mind
I rectified conditions in the best way that I could
let alternating currents go directly where they should

and so

I’ll catch the train tomorrow, when my eyes are made anew
when everything inside of me is not so black and blue
my heart will have a beat and my whole soul will hear its sound
and it will be the music that I always carry now
Olga Valerevna Jan 2023
I put my thoughts on paper to remember where I am
to make the ink that’s running go right back into my hands
I’m privy to these words as much as anybody else
but they will do no justice if I keep them to myself

I put my thoughts on paper for another soul to read
to make the things that matter shed a Light for all to see
I’m just another human who needs love and grace and warmth
but somewhere deep inside me, I’m a  Poet’s perfect storm

I put my thoughts on paper to be closer to the sky
to wrap my heart around a faith that opens up my eyes
I know I have this body and it may not be a lot
but I can write a poem with its every single thought
I always know why I write.
Olga Valerevna Dec 2022
go move and have a cry upon a shoulder you have known
a shoulder you’re attached to like the cortical of bone
let flow the conversation even if you speak in tears
for in their salty waters lie a pendulum of years

go put your best foot forward and don’t step it back away
the Spirit you depend on will renew you if you stay
let go your dispositions, all the tendencies you have
for in their barely breathing state, they’re nothing but a trap

go back to where you were when you had only peace of mind
the body you are living in will recognize The Time
let sown be every lesson, even ones you tried to fight
for in their Truth there is no lie, there’s nothing but a Light
inspiration drawn from Joan Miró’s, “The Smile of a Tear”
December 1973
Olga Valerevna Nov 2022
I found the kind of Love in you that feeds my every part
the kind of Love that gathers all the pieces of my heart
the kind of Love that matters in the Only Way it can
: by flowing like a river to the very place I am

I found the kind of Love that keeps on going when I tire
the kind of Love that gives me strength and walks me through the fire  
the kind of Love that teaches me the Only Way I know
: by showing me the Fountain from which all of nature flows
The Fountain Kind (of Love)
Olga Valerevna Nov 2022
I’ll slowly disappear in you until I am no more
no subtle synchronicity will bring me to your door
I’ll write of you in poems and I’ll miss you in my dreams
I’ll wake up every morning growing through our in betweens


I’ll slowly not forget you and the parts of me you touched
my heart will break a thousand times and for the both of us
I’ll think of you in passing as we go our separate ways
I’ll be okay, you’ll be okay, let swiftly go the days
a poem inspired by Pablo Neruda’s, “if you forget me,” and Perry Como’s, “Sunrise, Sunset”
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