Poetry

A morning drive

posted Jan 7, 2017, 2:32 PM by Vadim Bulitko

Iridescent snowflakes twirl in the white headlights
Fine lines of the instruments glow ruby
The shifter clicks silently

A shy date

posted Dec 29, 2016, 2:28 PM by Vadim Bulitko

Christmas lights adorne the industrial ceiling of a bohemian cafe
The permanent twilight hushes away the murmur of conversations
The coffee roast rises through the air
She leans in over the chessboard-top table,
Locks of the black hair mischievously falling on her fair skin
Her eyes shine, she looks down
Wanting to hold my hand, yet checking herself in the last moment

Hoth in Alberta

posted Dec 27, 2016, 9:04 AM by Vadim Bulitko   [ updated Dec 29, 2016, 2:28 PM ]

A warm bubble of life in a boundless snow desert 
The setting sun, shivered up from the cold, hesitant to touch the frigid horizon
Strapped in, my gloved hands rest on the controls
Soft amber glow of the instruments reflected in the frosted canopy
The white vastness slowly turning around me

Indiana '95

posted Mar 26, 2016, 7:25 PM by Vadim Bulitko   [ updated Mar 26, 2016, 7:28 PM ]

A pitch black basement of a cabin in the Indiana woods
Not a sound comes in from the outside
A small TV in the middle of a large room room
The VHS tape is silently spooling

I do not notice the Thanksgiving cold
For I am far far away
Feeling the moist foggy air of Dagobah
As Yoda looks on in silence

Symphony on Mt Umunhum

posted Mar 26, 2016, 7:23 PM by Vadim Bulitko

Sections of the cricket orchestra come on
To the shimmering amber beads of the valley lights
As the stellar fleece greets the night from above

Deer rustle through the murky bush
A gust of wind brings a distant sound of the traffic on the 85
To the sporadic ticking of the cooling Mt Umunhum sign

The nocturnal symphony has begun

Winking at JD

posted Mar 26, 2016, 2:05 PM by Vadim Bulitko   [ updated Mar 26, 2016, 7:14 PM ]

Wide awake in my bedroom
I catch myself smiling again
As if a playful wind had ripped through my mind
Sweeping away the beehive of daily thoughts
Leaving only you

So many projects await
So many places to travel to
So much to catch up on

All later.
For now we are waltzing to Kaas
Twirling effortlessly outside of this world
Dissolved in our embrace

Thank you for making me feel so alive again

Looking so fine

posted Mar 26, 2016, 2:03 PM by Vadim Bulitko

I-57 straight as an arrow
Shimmering lights of Chicago cityscape on the distant horizon
Reflected in the amber glow of Audi instruments

Sweet nocturnal air streams in through the rolled down windows
Your shiny black hair flutters in the wind
You are asleep against the muted growl of the turbo

Barely audible music streams from the CD
A catchy melody
Notes falling like droplets on your face
You look so fine

A Californian Rain

posted Mar 26, 2016, 2:01 PM by Vadim Bulitko

Rain droplets drum on the roof
Waking me up
Ragged clouds crawl over the 17
Puddles burst into fountains of spray from under the speeding cars
The smell of soggy eucalyptus trees rises through the air
Torrents run down the steep Santa Cruz streets
And the blanket of fallen conifer needles heaves over the campus puddles

A night flight

posted Mar 26, 2016, 2:00 PM by Vadim Bulitko

A full moon in the cold sky high above
An eerie pale blanket of swirly clouds far below
A warm living speck between them, we are flying home

Chic clique

posted Mar 26, 2016, 2:00 PM by Vadim Bulitko

Subtle humming of A/C in the predawn silence
Not a single movement in the clean futuristic room
I watch the airplanes depart into the sky against the twinkling Venus

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