night falls in the moon gardensweet cacao kisses the delicate petals of the rose– an Eden,in the heavens of our heartsthe eternal beloved ~ poetry by Lubomira Kourteva We were all created with our five basic senses: smell, taste, sight, touch and hearing. While many...
another summer’s end, another end of a diaryand i still haven’t met youmaybe i’ll light two matchesand throw them in the moon water bowllike my great grand-mother once taught me towill they turn towards each other?or maybe i’ll dry my wild...
silver,as stillmoon waterin a serene cast iron teapot,as a ringunthought, undreamtclothedfrom the ineffable A little more: For this minimalist poem, I was imagining a couple deeply in love, tucked away somewhere in Iceland, perhaps somewhere in Vik, where one of my...
a lantern, solitarylike a fox returning to her den there is time for quietness& there is time for loving i know you understand shy winds tried to keep my dresson skin follow the scent tonight i’ll make a showof full moon wet leaves wrap around the...
“and when i breathe you in, i know you know” ~ The God-like Things by Lubomira Kourteva Like all else in life and in ourselves, within and without, love too has two aspects of itself: the masculine and the feminine. The masculine aspect of love is the...
