Roman Golubev

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The blue sky merges into ocean
Bringing not tide but breathing cool
And birds are twitting you the notion
That life does beautifully reign.
...

Embrace your pain.
It’s your best friend for now.
It is your child, your partner and your lover.
...

February. To get some ink and cry!
To write about February in sobs,
While rumbling slush is
Burning with the wet-black soils.
...

What is it that keeps me
hanging around in this world
full of frustration?
Is it my solitude full of music
...

I can not cry for you
My tears turned to stones
So heavy on my chest
I can not breathe.
...

They played high in the sky and waited
Upon the dawn to come and reign
To scatter dew among the herbage
To grow pearls for beady rains.
...

Goodbye my love
You died
It’s not my fault
In the mundane of everyday
...

My eyes are dry but my heart is crying
After your every phone call
Waiting for it with fear and hope
Listening to your loveless voice.
...

Goodbye my love
You died
It’s not my fault
In the mundane of everyday
...

Lie down next to me
sing me an old-old song
my heart is full of sadness.
...

Roman Golubev Biography

I was born in Ukraine in 1963. Graduated from Kharkiv State University with degree in experimental nuclear physics in 1987. From then on worked doing research in physics till 1996 when I moved with my wife and child to Australia where I still am. My son was born in 1997 and my step daugther in 1991. They are grownups now and live in different places. Their mum lives neraby. I first started writing poetry when I was looking for a woman to marry. Then inspiration was coming and leaving me periodically thru my life. Most of my poetry is in Russian.)

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The Blue Sky Merges Into Ocean

The blue sky merges into ocean
Bringing not tide but breathing cool
And birds are twitting you the notion
That life does beautifully reign.

Procure your daily bread and repast
Lay on the table and divide
Between the sun, the wind, and ocean
And don't forget to gratify.

The cleanness of that scoured soil
Inspires whiteness in your dreams
And like a scorching day that dazzles
At once it cuts and heals your brain.

Take that insipid swig of water
And wash away the deadly thirst.
Be hopeful there's never ending
To days laborious and gay.

9 May 1996 23: 00

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