From the author: “Paintings should not be too picturesque.” Ralph Waldo Emerson - American philosopher, poet, writer Wandering through art galleries on the Internet, I came across surprisingly simple paintings, painted in the style of primitivism, but from which was such a warm light that the rhymes immediately began to dance) This artist’s name is Sergei Evdokimov, He lives in Novosibirsk. ********* Irony in my poems, how not to twirl your fingers Amy’s temple The sky is high, only clouds And if a flower like light touches you, maybe it will be called ART-Treatment. ..)**********I CAN**And I can do everything...this way and that...and find answers to the question...cry and laugh out loud....and not even be afraid of death.. don’t wait for the nasty one with a scythe, but BE the nasty one.. yourself!))*********** *************** CITY or vegetable garden) of my desires I wanted to cry in the room I wanted I wanted to express my protest, I wanted to suddenly return it back.. I wanted.. suddenly I got tired of him.. I wanted to be scared badly. I wanted to.. but I couldn’t.. I wanted to forget about commercialism. I wanted to.. my memory failed me.. I wanted for a long time and desperately wanted to become a nasty wolf.. I even wanted to bite, I wanted. ..but for some reason she went to bed..to sleep..)******************* At the ready with her beloved cat, as if covered with fur, the manto capital lady is happy: it was not in vain that she got the cat)) FORTUNE TELLER From the scraps of yesterday, She will tell about the future And wash away the soot of pink lights) ******************** painting by S. Evdokimov “Unauthorized study of the occurrence of tornadoes in the West Siberian Lowland. “Butterfly effect”) *The butterfly waved its wing: the roof flew off, the house was tilted. The tornado effect.. it’s necessary! and somewhere around the corner) ************* JOKING They blew their whistle and promised. .people rocked their heads, someone believed in the words, someone took them by the sleeves... Everything was mixed up: - the burning of the candles, the laughter of a demon in the night, the plan signed a long time ago, the clerks simply don’t care * The jester laughs, I’m not crying, we’re tying a knot for good luck) everyone !Honest with one triple naval knot, and then a farewell chord to them all..) *This is the life that has come..I’ll drink “Gastal” at night, maybe advertising doesn’t lie, and “Gastal” will save me))* ****************Just a wish to EVERYONE I’ll scratch my spine during the week - Wednesday is already hitting with its hoof) and there Thursday wags its tail, which, however, attracts Friday) Yawning, all the way Saturday dragged Sunday along..) Only Monday, the boss of the week, is so important and great in the morning... and by the evening he’s already wilted..) and Tuesday is an eternal cheerful fellow, Wednesday, however, he is not a brother) * Well, what a mess! It’s just a week. It doesn’t matter))** ******I wish EVERYONE non-boring days Be an optimist! Be cheerful) Meeting friends in Contact Meeting acquaintances in Contact for one life, like a terrorist attack: the body was riddled with arrows of love, the other was sitting in a wine cellar.. saving herself from terrorist attacks.. and other random acts....)************Mood..) picture “And I have everything.”..*********I’ll look at Serezhka’s picture, smiling at her name..You live well, snub-nosed, drinking coffee early in the morning)..And at night - Koktebel’s “threesome”...remembering the smells of the sea..and the girlfriend left - no loss..with cognac and woe is not woe))