First poem for my father.. ever.

Chci te branit
Chci te mlatit
Chci te milovat
Chci te znovu znat

Aby vsechno bylo tak jak to ma byt
Tak aby se vsechny more sesli
A jedna lod prejela cely svet
A svet byl k nepoznani

Chci abychom se spolu smali
Chci abysme oba chteli chtit
Chci abys me znovu znal
Jinak to uz nemuze byt

Jak ten nahrobni kamen
Co mi povedel vse co chybelo mezi nama
Za chvili u nas nebude na kameni kamen
Jinak to uz nemuze byt


10.26.07

Odraz - poem for my father

Kdyz se ztratis ve dne nebo v noci
Najdes se jiste v kalisku caje
Ten temny lesk, ta misena vune citronu s cukrem
Dovede te do nadhernych myslenek
A sam sebe budes v caji se odrazet
Na prochazce lesem
Vidim cosi krasneho
Ikdyz neco tak prosteho
Sedi mala u studanky a diva se do vody
A hleda Co asi?
Jak ty sedis u krbu se svarenym vinem
Tak ta mala hleda v zrcadle studanky
Tvar kterou jednou znala
Kdysi davno a ted Se na ni odrazi z vody
A pripomina vse a nic
A porad se diva na ni a neprestava
Kdykoliv se ztratis
Jak ve dne nebo v noci
Podivej se do odrazu vody
Na stribrnou temnotu
Ktera prinese odpoved
Kdyz ne dnes tak mozna zitra P


ro tatu od Lucie 19.11.2007

MY RIVER, YOUR BRIDGE

I float and spin with the rage of the open water
Bruising my body over the stones in the way
Faster and faster I must go; I need to move
If not speed of light a second slower
The split wood in my bleeding hands
It does not suffer me I suffer it
I require it to sting me through every drop of blood
To live, to feel, to know and to continue
The living creatures I share this moving sphere with
They are the outmost lucky ones
They feel no pain and they understand no injustice
Though they understand survival and its immediate results
I understand if a bridge does not come soon enough
I will float even after I am no more amongst them
Other than my flesh and bones perhaps serving
As their dinner, come all to eat my flesh
I may at last carry a meaning.

9.2.07

For Victor

WASTING AWAY

If my loving you is a waste
Then let me burn and waste away at a slow pace
let my skin turn black
If you not loving me is a waste
You must sail away and open yourself to the winds
and bare the open sea and its storms
If we find a way to one another which meets
Us both in the middle of it all
We may just come out on top
And still be two not one but come together
Individualities and opposites attract they say
Dualities make for some interesting times
I realize our differences and our simple truths
Which combine all that one can say at this time
There is so much beauty if one sits still and takes a second
Look at any one thing on this earth
I am looking at you once and again
If all the frustrations can be omitted and worked out
And the clouds of anger be dissipated
None other than discoveries will take place
Our freedoms matter
Our souls come to a stance for each of our ways
Love, patience and will to live make a world a true journey.
May you take this and or another journey you will do well.

To you Vitya, from me. Lutzko.

11.19.07

Was today another cell?
Repeated, duplicated, forced to live its life span out
Or did the inevitable swept the idea of normalcy
Replicated, with a minor dent, cancerous cell
It is true
Die you overzealous creature
Put your hand into a pool of blood
See how much is dripping down your forearm?
Can you count the life left behind
Do you want to know what comes?
Throw the redness onto the ground!
Will it nurture?
Can it?
Now you dark mouth say what you will and eat up what you may
The day of ceasure will come
Just you wait.

2/2008 For Vic.

ANOTHER

for another image I would go far and beyond what I can believe
for another day I would cross your path and scream
for all eternity
through more of your eyes closings and morning light which
brings the blue into a moment to pass
I fly high through the trees and your arms
not to fall but to glide and slow down the evergreens
in which days feel like months and the thoughts could fill a book
for another image through a hole I must fill
through a waterfall of greatness in the wood you make sing
another day a beautiful sound will reign along with a note you create
just as all the days and nights pass by
this shall too
for another image Icould always say
this is due to you only


4.21.07

BUTTERFLY

A butterfly,
a notion on the wall
One, two, three, four
May you come out of hiding
Perhaps not today, perhaps not even tomorrow
From the hours and hours spent helping ones who
You deem to help
The time in between is yours and yours to play
So the butterfly can freely escape
The moment's dull face and replay all over
Again when in between comes too soon
I wish for you and your butterfly
To unite for one last time
Calm your stare and soften your grip
You are entirely bound to it and it to you
Give in now
A butterfly, a thought to achieve
A life to live and to proceed
The soft rattling below your feet
Is a mere beginning
Two wings, one moment, two ways to go
A butterfly.

1.27.07

Karma

Something you should know
Today has come about
Finally, freedom is here
Long ago, even though I remember well
I broke your friend’s heart
to join paths with you
Side by side
Hand in hand
I found it all within you
All there could ever be found
Love, betrayal and most of all -- punishment.
It is all mine and always was meant to be mine
The karmic spell I released
Found its way into what I called my life than
It creeped up months after even years
It quadrupled in strength
It was a giant
Like a mad woman I would ask endlessly
How could this be?
Prytell how could it?
Today I know the answer lies within me
I am the past and the present and the future too
My sins are washed away with the tears I shed
My heart speaks clearly and honestly
From it saw the misery I put another through
It was a relay if you will
A game we did not know we were ought to play
To seal fate, to balance even
I wish for forgiveness from the boy who carried an evolutionist’s name
Rightfully so, we evolved, until the karmic journey swept it all elsewhere
Something you should know
Today I have tied the knots of my guilt and pride
Tomorrow will come about
With a different scent, a fresh summer like wind will pass.
Carrying my thoughts elsewhere.
What was had to be
And what could have been
Need not to plea
Today has come about to reward my patience
I believe in karma,
Today I have signed the document of mine.
Something you should know.

12.13.06

Two Journeys

To my journey I say come on
To the oracle of choice and future I grant a smile
While there is so much faith in me
There is enormous plight in all I see
In my dreams I speak to the condors of the east
And while awake I follow the eagle’s swiftness
Circular motions, our heads spinning
The past and future come to the same conclusion
Although today the belly in my face is swirling
Swaying my eyes into the depth of my soul
Reaching for thoughts less than admirable
This state between sleep and awake
Eventually it ceases to exist
Much like all else within us and within nature
With the world far from our feet
Shall we replenish or continue the belly dance feasts?
I must agree both are at stake, my mind and the heart that keeps tingling
Until they both unite to save it all in grace.

December 2006

Memory

My body does not remember

The doorstep on my building recalls

The three unpainted bricks on Cornwall street sigh with memories

Why do I not rekindle any of what was?

Is it so deeply buried in my head?

Unsuspecting folk run by me as the water runs out of the faucet

I sulk I smile

I crave and I cave into bliss

You ask time and time again..

Reconsider and forget the fear

I attempt to plea I do not feel fear

Nor do I feel desire, love or lust

For you to reconsider to ask once more and again

To not feel or feel the great fog settling in

What is the catch in the scene between you and I?

The past I say, truth and kindness

Take you on a journey

Similarly it can rekindle your spirit

To fly and pass the unpainted part of the house

That knows you so well

And then your body will stop asking

For you and I.

11.26.06