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Квадратура кругов а я в ней....

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Квадрат двора покрыло снегом,                                                                                             Диагонали не найти.                                                                                                                 Две палки в руки – шагом, бегом                                                                                    Спешим искриться с конфетти.                                                                                                По катетам - по тротуарам,                                                                                                         С них за ночь вычистили снег,                                                                                       Скользит по плиточкам к нектарам                                                                                                                                                        Как пчёлка летом - человек.                                                                                       (Согбенный жизнью имярек)                                                                                                                                                       Скрипя суставом и галошей,                                                                                                       И проклиная гололёд,                                                                                                                Он вспоминает о хорошей                                                                                        Прошедшей жизни, и идёт.                                                                                                          Идёт туда, где жизнь рекламой                                                                                             Бьёт по глазам и по мозгам,                                                                                           Являясь в драме мелодрамой,                                                                                                                                                    Что разворачивается там                                                                                                   Перед зашедшим индивидом,                                                                                        Который сходу не поймёт,                                                                                                       Что очумелым своим видом                                                                                            Познать себя многим даёт.                                                                                                  Такой здесь ничего не купит,                                                                                                      И ничего не украдёт;                                                                                                            Мозги маленечько попудрит,                                                                                                      И восвояси прочь пойдёт.                                                                                                 Пойдёт назад в тот двор квадратом,                                                                                      Что за ночь снегом замело.                                                                                           Стараясь думать о приятном:                                                                                         Настала жизнь - белым бело.
            2023 г. ноябрь. декабрь
Квадрат двора пропал под снегом.
Белым-бело и надо есть .  .                                                                                                                                                         Две палки в руки, лыж нет – бегом**                                                                                                                                    Шаркай в торгующую сеть.                                                                                                                                            Да не беги по тротуарам,                                                                                                                                      С них утром вычистили снег.                                                                                                                                        Скользка брусчатка, но к товарам                                                                                                                                         За человеком человек.                                                                                                                                     Скрипя суставом, старым ботом                                                                                                                                Талдыча, с матом упадёт - **                                                                                                                                         Спешит: 5Пятёрочка с откатом                                                                                                                                          Не каждым утром продаёт.                                                                                                                                                          Квадратный двор завален снегом,                                                                                                                                          И негде сесть, и не пройти                                                                                                                                                           Без лыж, а скандинавским бегом -                                                                                                                                               Убьёт инфаркт на полпути.                                                                                                         Ху..! "Пятёрочка выручает!"                                                                                                                                                                                          На лагах скользкого пути,                                                                                                                                                                            И этот слоган сподвигает                                                                                                                                                                                                 В сугроб по яйца, и ползти.
 ***......2024г. январь, февраль.                                       
* мы и утром и днём                                                                                                                                                                     скандинавской ходьбой                                                                                                                                            за здоровьем идём -                                                                                                                                                          дожить сможем с мольбой:                                                                                                                                     до весны, до весны,                                                                                                                                                      а сейчас хотим есть;                                                                                                                                        наши планы ясны,                                                                                                                                        потому в сугроб лезть                                                                                                                                             не снимая штаны                                                                                                                                                 **                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    не кричи  мать етти                                                                                                                                                не спеши, доползём,                                                                                                                                            яйца видел в сети,                                                                                                                                                                                                          в магазине возьмём                                                                                                                                                        ***на обратном пути                                                                                                                                                       мы идём и поём,                                                                                                                                               как по жизни  идти                                                                                                                                        легко сытым во всём,                                                                                                                                                                                                          и что рожи красны                                                                                                                                                 в том не наша вина,                                                                                                                                                           это солнце весны                                                                                                                                                           в кровь подлило вина:                                                                                                                                         мир цветастей стал вдруг                                                                                                                                                              (в с) конфетти (с в) конфетти                                                                                                                                                                                      мы попали мой друг                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              подцепив по пути                                                                                                                                                            двух весёлых подруг                                                                                                                                              те и сняли штаны                                                                                                                                                           их повесив сушить                                                                                                                                                                     мы же, как пацаны                                                                                                                                                стали с ними дружить                                        

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19 April 2024

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Какая жизнь-такая и поэзия: Моей души тончайшая адгезия. Стихи я не писал- Я их выплёскивал На распалённый мозг, Каким нибудь событием. И счастлив был таким я бытием-небытием. Но вот пришла эпоха ИНТЕРНЕТА. До дома добралась,до кабинета. И стало грех не тиснуть для внучат И радости, и гадости,и ад.... Подробнее

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