A few of my poems translated to English.
There's nothing more beautiful
Great cushions of velvet
so full of life
The master of smooth symmetry
has sewn them together without a seam
They are warm of life
they foam of speed
after moving like they are meant to move
eternity as their rythm,
more perfectly than anything in this world
that has ever been born or built
Traveler
My treasure is lost
My harbor I have to leave
My bearer has grown away from me
and I have no map
I find myself
a rather tired, defenceless explorer
Song of praise
Between the green deeps,
over the stone mounds
ever closer to the home of my soul
You will take me, my little friend
lift with your origin strength
carry with your stark spirit
to the grass and blooming trees
your hooves of rock
your mighty muscles
they know which way to go
As you maybe noticed, the first and the last poems tell about horses. I wrote the first one when I was watching a galloping horse and Song of praise describes some feelings I have about horses and riding. I tried to express how important they are in my life, so the journey in the poem symbolises life.
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perjantai 4. marraskuuta 2011
sunnuntai 24. lokakuuta 2010
Poems
I originally wrote these in Finnish but translated them for this blog.
Sundial
Suddenly I see
how pure the cold is
when, awaken by the snow,
the white flashes bubble
as smile-covered memories
that will stay in the bottom of
your stomach
to move agitatedly around
The blissful, painful nostalgy
Just like
the sun will climb up to enchant
all the conifer sisters
120 minutes of magic
and the blue shadows of the trees
are dancing, floating on their bedspread
like sundials
About insignificant things
Oh, sparrow
we've never been equal
You've always been
the brighter star
I've always been
an observer, I think
Not avoided, but still
tepid?
For always,
your little things
are bigger than my big things
and that's probably the reason
you make me feel like
you don't want me
smiling around you
but you know,
I always smiled for you
And the world would be too beautiful if
Listen,
the moon is throwing it's capes
jingling softly
to stars above the world
Look,
in the bottom of the sea
we'll caress the turqoise seaweed
that's composing us
a song about sea anemones
on it's beautiful coral bed
Sundial
Suddenly I see
how pure the cold is
when, awaken by the snow,
the white flashes bubble
as smile-covered memories
that will stay in the bottom of
your stomach
to move agitatedly around
The blissful, painful nostalgy
Just like
the sun will climb up to enchant
all the conifer sisters
120 minutes of magic
and the blue shadows of the trees
are dancing, floating on their bedspread
like sundials
About insignificant things
Oh, sparrow
we've never been equal
You've always been
the brighter star
I've always been
an observer, I think
Not avoided, but still
tepid?
For always,
your little things
are bigger than my big things
and that's probably the reason
you make me feel like
you don't want me
smiling around you
but you know,
I always smiled for you
And the world would be too beautiful if
Listen,
the moon is throwing it's capes
jingling softly
to stars above the world
Look,
in the bottom of the sea
we'll caress the turqoise seaweed
that's composing us
a song about sea anemones
on it's beautiful coral bed
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