we willingly fill them up with plants
we place dracaenas
accumulation of beautifully cluttered difficulties
disappears
there is no more life
just a corpse
happy?
cleans the air
an impression that we can go out
with a fluffy scarf
or with emptiness
inside
us and palm trees
because it’s all about
creating relaxation spaces
by living in your own way
love in a so called standard
we observe a ladder of priorities
we work mechanically on our own biography
we live at odds with passion
due to lack
ficuses fill up tidied spaces
in the cities
outside
so much greenery
a wardrobe with a garden
no mistake will fall out
and this is possible when
personal experiences
play a part of curtains and walls
where we are
without abandoning the duvet
there’s not many advantages
is it possible to once again
take a look at his eyes
wonderful universe
interwoven with colourful threads
we remember them as flowers
a human
free and fulfilled wardrobe
birds of paradise under the ceiling
submerged in yellows and purples
everything connects with everything
cannot speak
what a shame
ie. navy and plum
he can confirm it only when
his experience is
put in order on windowsills
arranged sadness
no longing at all
we paint it
with a moment of breath
or
by coherently
combining
impermeable
to receive a smile
as to lose your marbles
how should it be understood then?
colourful dustbin
that builds a cluttered sense of fulfillment
so that just in case
everything has some sort of sense
and on the tongue
colourful melancholy
intertwining reds
looking for colours
she is already integrated
from speaking
completely
for a moment
to take a breath
to make a decision
ferns
with the nature of a human
able to accept
the world
drive away
or
to look at self from a distance
above all
the whole
has to be invented
from scratch
a subjective point of view
but not too much
so much wisdom
yet, exceptionally strange way
of perceiving
then the only option is paneling
absorption in the hall
my awareness of space and peace
distanced human with a closed mind
somebody like that is standing around and so what?
nothing
palm trees
they lead to wisdom
it is a key investment
into clean feelings
I listen in my own way
not for real
with particles of shadow
ghost peripeteia
the dream happens today
the walls are starting to thin
we live for this
yardage of knowledge
were flooded by testosterone
Venus saw it
and went on a picnic
and Mars went out
into the world
mix the pulp of knowledge
peel lemons of predisposition
add chopped coriander
and pureed skills
to your own taste
mango and local wine
you have to be a romantic
a visionary
or a madman
curiosities are multiplying on a map
getting denser
I listened, though I didn’t believe
nature-art events
you just have to look at the sales of wine
and wood clippings from the sawmill
beautiful view
and maybe it’s worth to conjure up some meaningful trail
a sunny potential of a desired size
gradually
drop by drop
to the boundaries of lips
subtly add
accumulated revelations
without introduction
without questions
something boiled up
in us
when the opportunities parted with sincere grace
show their shape
when a healthy, pretty feminine meaning in my life will start to be created
to track down with a smile
where undiagnosed orders
are heading towards
generations
but also
tears of emotions
place of origin
beautiful connections of youth
and
algae sprinkles
we don’t accept such stories
accidentally we learn
how to paint with oil paints
in a thousand different ways
a feeling that we have achieved something
because
challah is also a bread
Japanese and Scots
eryngi and enoki
kale and brussels
we are drawn to a hybrid of
high quality tradition
and popular lies
in a lemon version
i made a decision
tasty jerusalem artichokes
the palette is also developed by
a crunchy sprinkle
flavorful powders
and I just can’t wait
what is hiding underneath a puree
of soulless human
latent sins?
a field of new culinary discoveries?
the buddhists are never wrong
it’s a lie so that
purple carrots
can be widely circulated
you can be with humans
do you constantly want to waste
garlic, butter and critical opinion of yourself
and recycle compromise into
further promotional hats
in a price of a flat in the capital city
somehow, it looks like
there won’t be any miracles here
we appreciate reality
waking up of the environment
a need to tell a wonderful feeling
a turnip demands to accept
features of a swallow in itself
how do you work with a human?
you have to ask fruit waste
a growing sensitivity to parsnip
essential infatuation
a love toward a particular coloring of a neckerchief
can serve as degradation
sick kids
mother in law
a repertoire of mushroom dishes
we have to live with it
that’s fine
with a blender, blend the brain
to a puree constistency
pour olive oil
go ahead
and to this, add spices
and a tin of mango
being the tasting
a dangerous and unpredictable element
will he see the secret of life and abundance
as they say
such is the fate of Aries
even for 50 years
lucky numbers:
5, 19, 33
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and
practical magic
a few layers of dark eyes
discussions without water
will shimmer on the eyelid
quickly
it will definitely happen to us
an unexplored depth of
bottle green
seas, lakes and rivers
contrasting hues
of blues and greens
is a gift from the moon
how will it look like
on an eyelid
in the sea
long time ago
a shell
shades of copper and brown
human imagination
important snakes
a coin
we will always find all owners
wonderfully
are carrying
metallic shadows
apply roses and violets
count, calculate and study
the ritual of water magic
as always ask about the bee
the whole attention
focuses on the eyes
raise the colour of the iris
a) by using a wet method
b) by applying a very ingenious
metallic makeup
you have to ask the colours
about the price of the well
gold with black
tame
streams and wells
in this season
do not stint on depth
what can I be happy about
when we cover the lips
with patinated gold
do you believe it will all work out?
jewellery binding
sensuality is a mask for the eyes
because you have a good hand
for folk magic
has some dependence of energy
in itself
it’s worth enjoying
next to each other
always
always
to feel the world
on the skin
awaken inspiration
a whole range of it
you’re eating a wonderful
creative
power and authority
(look to the side)
more carefully
you don’t have to waste time on
self control
you can start with yourself
because a harness
is a good aesthetic
self:
everyday reality
in your own home!
a disturbing
transition
of a grandma
with a torn sense of humour
Wojtek advises
a bathing gnome
massive monsters
and playful utopce
(in a bathtub)
kitsch is not bad
a ‘book of cosmic symbols’
meaning gave a ghost
live are performing
magical creatures
a sharp child
a garden son
a cool table
or in parents’ bathroom
or in shows of the change of fate according to wishes
or among an energy of colours
finally
20 years back
uses tape
to soothe the senses
usually next to
visual cliches
straight to
souvenirs of the future
somehow we’ll make it through
exiting the technology of symbols
it will also be
a relevant topic
then I am wondering
beloved
perhaps
intense wishing
will help
it has to
did something change?
faith
all by himself
even in play
but what about the child
On a Monday, late afternoon
With the palms of your hands
and the soles of your feet
bury
the awareness of problems
I’ve heard some voices saying
in that place
the grass was green
Her hidden desires
Ranging from violets to powder pinks
Everything mixed into
Golden shade number 899
tender touch, ideally matching the sun tan
the lost passion of an umbrella
sun resistant waves of touch
stunning colours that are already sitting
around semi precious stones
the scent of green papaya
won’t get any warmer
during a strom
ferns are growing
and under the sky
a silk butterfly blossoms
teems with life
with an emotional tint
forming a knot, that
is feeding
apricots and apples
apricots and blackberries
peony, as light as the mist
a mermaid on a silk scarf
summer seduces with
symbols
scents
by hand
for balance
wear flowers
torn by the wind
until these long nights
will blush
I look and sigh
to draw inspiration from the stars
blooming fields
of saturated colour
I love them too
as if they wanted to say:
most generally
preferably wide
most probably in person
because
life is too short
for water from the gutter
is a mystical seductress
beautifully scented
with freedom
I felt her, as if she was always here
her beautiful coloration
tempts with fragility
on
a regular bike
on the lips
beyond the lips
on the neck
and the forearms
with the touch of a daisy
orchids will bloom
a dream of femininity
as delicate as the wings of a dragonfly
in the company
of her garden
here
delicate,
relaxing and soothing touch
has self-sown
and grew into her
with elderflower
this summer
clover smells lovely
which means that
anything can happen
sensitivity to nature
dressed in an apricot-coloured blouse
Insanely intriguing redness
of hydrangeas
during a summer evening
She welcomed me in her garden
when the longing for
the essence of time and space
was blooming
Kat Wojdyla 