The cloud on fire
Cried hearts and I
Jumped into puddles.
It looked at me
With bloodshot eyes
So I offered a cig.

I know we have a job to do.
Said the Sun to his friend the moon.
But we deserve to feel love too,
And how I wish to hold you soon.

We're worlds apart and you barely know me,
But I have watched you white and bright.
And I truly feel, if you'd but show me,
What it is to fill my heart with light.

For when you are out the people dance.
The lovers will whisper in their bed.
When I am shining they don't stand a chance!
They work to die, they bury their dead.

Oh my love, la Luna, why do you hide?
Don't you know I long to see your face?
I'll wait for you to come around, be by my side.
To rush you out, I fear, is not my place.

Vibrant hues of Autumn
Fades now into the
Winter water color hues
And bleak barren trees.

Days of frozen landscape
And dreams have to defrost.
All the ice and snows now
Cover the twigs once filled with roses.

Trembling in each gust
Barren trees moan, stretching
Gaunt arms towards bleak grey skies
Pleading for rebirth.

Sunset fades to blackness
Shrouding the silent earth,
Devoid of tranquil benediction
No ray of light or hope.

Awakening the resurrection
Of Spring's triumphant song,
Return of Thrush and Robin
Blending with all nature in jubilant symphony.

Until then the minor strains
Of the winter Hermit Thrush
Spiraling hope of the warmer days
And softens up the Arctic blast.

Then finally with the last
White-throated Sparrows gone
And the daylight hours increase
Spring arrives and Winter retreats!


~Timothy and Hilda~

~-Russian-~

Медленный Рассвет весны

Яркие оттенки осени
Теперь исчезает в
Зимой воды цветовых оттенков
И мрачно бесплодных деревьев.

Дни замороженных ландшафтов
И мечты нужно разморозить.
Лед и снег сейчас
Покрывают ветками, когда заполнены с розами.

Дрожал от каждого порыва
Бесплодной деревья стонут, растяжения
Гонта оружия к мрачное серое небо
Пледирование для возрождения.

Закат бледнеет до черноты
Зачехление немого земли,
Лишенный тихой благословение
Не луч света и надежды.

Пробуждение в воскресение
Торжествующий песни весны,
Возвращение молочница и Робин
Смешивание с всю природу в ликующая симфония.

До сих пор незначительные штаммов
Зимы отшельник молочница
Растущие надежды на теплые дни
И размягчает Арктический взрыв.

Наконец, с последним
Белый – Рубиновогорлый Воробьев ушел
И увеличение светового дня
Весна приходит и зима отступает!


~Тимоти и Хильда~

every word
stands still to fall
the uninterrupted chaos of your lips
seeking another taste
of the disquieting peace
of unopened tension
for the unknown is certain
and the certain is unknown
where the heat of your destruction
becomes the invisible face
of you and i

the day i open my eyes and hear no voices
no screams, no shouts
the day i don't fear knowing and suspecting implications
no worries, no tension striking me
the day i don't have to hide all secrets
the day i stop dreaming and he starts believing whats real
for this day, i wait anxciously