My special thanks to my English teacher Valentina. God bless you.
About me
God has given me three invaluable gifts: life, faith, and a little singing soul.
I live in Kemerovo, Siberia. I’ve been writing poetry since I was 16. 6 of my collections were published. I publish on the Internet server "Stihi.ru”
http://www.stihi.ru/avtor/radushko and other Internet sites.
An august
An august is a forerunner of the autumn.
there are the first leaves on the grass.
the sky is quiet there are flashes of blue are on it.
there a white trace fancies me.
joy and light are in my heart.
I fondle flowers with my eye,
i go and music sounds for me
like soft sweetness.
young ravens crow,
they take wing.
My heart is full
of peace and warm.
August
I go to the yard
There is blessing in my heart
I lift up my eye
To take in colors of the sky
There is blue and gray vast horizon
And white fog a bit…
At my heart is so easy
I stand and i keep silent.
There are bunches of red ashes
Among green branches.
I smile. I am here alone
I am warmed with the light.
There are flowers under my feet
They are like a paradise hello.
I stand near the line
Resting from my troubles.
I would take brushes and a canvass
To create paradise at the land.
I am still a visitor here,
I want to live so much.
August morning
Let the little rain drizzle without hurry.
And clouds cover the sky at all.
I will come out to the yard
and i’ ll give my heart to the heaven squadron.
It is so good! Warm. And everywere
are lakes of poured water
miracle of the red-yellow rowan
i feel like i have wings at my back.
Yellow butterflies of autumn
Yellow butterflies of autumn
whirl lying to the road
yellow butterflies of autumn
who is to blame?
Yellow butterflies of autumn
they are so shelterless and fragile
yellow butterflies of autumn
are summer foliage lights
yellow butterflies of autumn
now is their last flight
yellow butterflies… yellow…
and the autumn like the summer will pass by
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