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E-kniha: Lost story journeys in the countries – Vítězslav Říčka

Lost story journeys in the countries

Elektronická kniha: Lost story journeys in the countries
Autor: Vítězslav Říčka

– Author Vítězslav Říčka gives the second book called Lost story journeys in the countries. This book concludes his poetic tour in the fictional and possible real stories which are situated in the countries all over the world. Author makes ... (celý popis)
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Author Vítězslav Říčka gives the second book called Lost story journeys in the countries. This book concludes his poetic tour in the fictional and possible real stories which are situated in the countries all over the world. Author makes effort to tell about characters and their illusional stories in various poems which can try hold cultural habit and customs in various countries in Europe and further. Author visited some ones of countries in Europe and spent some time on his job tour or own holiday trips.

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Free words

Here are free words

Their inception are in the new world

When they are talked

They are like water drops in the pond

There are free waves in floating

There are free words in feeling

When they are spoken

They are like a window that was broken

There are free waves in the wind

There are free words and they fly

When they are told

They are like a butterfly that is old

There are waves in the sound

They are words in the notes all around

When they are expressed

They are like a guitar in playing hands

There are waves in the sunny light

They are sparking words in the height

When they were born

They were being sent from their home


Here are words

Their end is in the world

When they are closed

They are like letters in post

Free words in various places in the world

Free words in the same spaces in the world

Free words are in the birth

They are like a free world at the Earth

Free words are here and at the paper

Free words that can be told right now or later

Free words in the poem

Free words in the aim


Small foreign confession

I send you bloom

I ́d like to meet Y in the romantic room

I wish it would be very soon

I send you flower

I ́d like to be with Y at the Eiffel Tower

For you - 3 - rose

I am waiting for you and doze

If you want to give me a chance

Then our bodies will be in a dance

I don ́t know what you write

Surely your letters and photos are very right

You are sexy power

I ́d like to be a butterfly and pollen on your flower

I send you bloom

I ́d like to mark my DNA at your moon

You are very far

I don ́t have any car

I don ́t have a visa

Allow me call you Mona Lisa.

That ́s small foreign confession

It is poet ́s designation

It is a path of love

It is our levity in dove



Europe

Hello, an old ancient continent

All historical monument

About events and interests

About movements and ages exams

You, continent which is

By people and languages divided

By culture and tradition enriched

Historical although is damaged

In science and with scholarship encouraged

Where are you going

Where are you aiming

Europe

You – land of many possibilities

You – land of full differences

You – land of various community

You – land of each other solidarity

Where are you going

Where are you aiming


Europe

You – a bride of other powers

You – a slave girl of fighting flowers

You - a drop of water spring

You - a sunshine in the spring

You - a position in the world ́s garden

Where are you going

Where are you aiming

Europe

you are a butterfly that flies from flower to flower

you are a mistress and go from lover to lover

you where innocents were hit by your arrows in wartime sense

where is

your fairness and independence

your contrivance

your efforts for united countries and continents

When you look for your desired spouse

Keep on looking out for his pounce

Whose hands and ingenuity you ask for work in equality and equity in willing dance

Who can be your friends

Your blames are not punished

Your all success are not reported and finished

Lets go to be wary and vigilant


Lets go to have your fortune and destiny Lets go to have a sense for honour in testimony Europe you are continent that has got ancient long time in age that is famous Europe, your poems are various In history and this time Lets go to be without crime

Invitation

There is girl in her family house

longing for her spouse

looking from her window

into street ́s meadow

catching sight of marvellous boy

in her dream generous Roy

the boy is outside around the door of her house

the girl is on the ground floor like a silent mouse

longing for his invitation

their romantic meditation

in the sky

their flight

thinking to offer into her house

listening to her dreamt spouse

longing for his shoulder

to be his a flower ́s murder

the boy is outside around the door of her house

the girl on the ground floor like a silent mouse

longing for his invitation

their romantic meditation

in the sky

they are together in their flight

boy is at the street

outside and freed

waiting for invitation

his honour in reputation

to be together in their meeting

future man and woman ́s dating

the boy is outside the door of her house

the girl is on the ground floor like a silent mouse

thinking to offer her house

listening to her dreamt spouse

knowing of his secret dream

seeing them like noisy strong rivers ́stream

flowing like water to the lake

door between them is like a dam in fake

the girl is opening her house

in front of the door is found her dreamt spouse

the boy invites her to be together in their meeting

future man and woman ́s dating

in the sky

and their flight

the girl is on his shoulder

he is in her blossomy summer

In their love in young life

In their friendship in young time of husband and wife

Greek poem

She is in veil of Afrodité on the sandy beach

Mystique is covered under water surface and so reach

It is hiding in the coral-reefs

It is covering in habitual loves of leafs

She is alone and she has got a fear about it

I long for a step in her world a little bit

There are tender beach flowers

There are brilliant lamps in both lovers

In the land that calls for innocence

On the coast under heaven of tenderness in their sense

She is stolen from Olymp ́s hill

She is found in the room of young man and so dear

Dream and unknown

Greek and scenic and alone

Beauty and chant

In passion is being occurred in the mount

This fairy is in springy water

She is in the picture of loving matter

She is not getting older in the maidish land

She is only one in my island

She is uncovered from Evinin ́ vesture

She is enveloped in Afrodity ́s body in her picture

This maid was born there

She is found in young man ́s desire in his fair

She is touched by amorous flame

Dream and unknown

Greek and scenic and alone

Love that has been sending in the land

Flamy desire is in Afrodity ́s beach sand and landed

Aroma of loving flowers are infatuated

Poem – called Greek

Maybe antique

Mini Polska – Wojtkova

Na przejazd sie przygotowalem

do Polskie na rowerze przyjechalem

piwo kupilem

szachy zagralem

trzy dwa przegralem

a tak pojechalem

Piwo zapomnialem

a tak sie wrócilem

szachy znowu zagralem

trzy dwa wygralem

a tak z Polskie wyjechalem

Na wyjazdu piwo na uczcenie wypilem

tak duźo

źe na granicach usnalem

Italian poem

I have been envoy in Venice

It was written in the Bible book by heretic writing piece

I have taken one sweet cappuccino coffee

And there has been discovering one short visitation in the restaurant at the sea

And now

I am floating with you in gondola boat

I am going in the aisle in the monk ́s coat

I am at the Venice square

I am going to social lagoon in your share

I am flowing into ship ́s port

It is too famous for vicar ́s lord

Tourist visit in partnership

In Italy Bohemian life is found on the ship

In capuchin

Free stork in the dream

Confessional book in the monk ́s frock

Testimony in the Vatican ́s fog

You are my Italian holiday

Our freedom is in the beach day

Our fire and flames are on the south

We would harmonize in Bohemian life

I have been envoy in Vatican

You find me in the Rome palace of the sun

Our drunk evening orange juice

Dancing in lovely blues

Played in the Colosseum

Ordered by Holy Father in loving museum

You are my blues guitar

You are my vine bar

Memorable basilica is built in sunny day

There we spend our beautiful holiday

It is famous for vicar ́s lord

I have to come back into Vatican ́s port

In the freedom of stork ́s dream

I have been envoy in capuchin

Confessional book is dressed in the monk ́s frock

Testimony is in the Vatican ́s fog

You are my blues guitar

You are my vine bar

Memorable basilica is built in sunny day

There we spend our beautiful holiday

It is famous for vicar ́s lord

I have to come back into Vatican ́s port

In the freedom of stork ́s dream

I have been envoy in capuchin

Confessional book is dressed in the monk ́s frock

Testimony is in the Vatican ́s fog

Irish romance

Island, unique and separated

Another land is devoted

By full of rivers and some mountain

Along cost are towering castles with their sin

Their fights for fame in history

Here is young man who was poor and in misery

He was coming to island and wanted to be a farmer

He looks for earnings and shelter

There is old farmer with daughter and son

Girl is nice and beautiful nevertheless she has been a nun

Young strange man was falling in her love

When he worked in the farm and he was looking at her in the bath

Her honour

Devoting and donor

Her brother was very angry and rude

There was some blemish and loot

His sister and their home

She became to be loving daughter with moan

Young man was made to leave the island

He disappeared with monies but not as a husband

In other land he gains an aristocratic origin thanks to ancestry of this man

In his mind he has been thinking about Irish farm and his girlfriend ́s vein

And again in returning to the farmer ́s castle in Ireland

He makes effort to have a love with his longed-for girlfriend

And to be with peaceful farmer with his son

Daughter doesn ́t stay in farmer ́s church and nun

There is discovered the Irish romance

It is always going in living dream in the time of two lonely islands

When there is some short love

There happens farmer ́s journey which runs in another path

It is about mutual fortune

At the horizontal sea is drawn their gleaming moon

Ukranian balad

Town in Ukraine

two brothers are in pain

this story without blame

without crowns

lying with many wounds

on the ground in front of the towers

there is falling sun in red hours

it is in the evening

it is with the strong resilient meaning

brothers ́fight for love and honey

the power and home and money

it is going in their hearts

to be parts

in company in the village

one of brothers is at the bridge

they have been building the greatest towers

they fight for honour and historical letters

of love and one tower in the church

here are communities and they are in a march

brother is coming into the winning

it is in the strong resilient meaning

one of brothers is defeated and deceasing and coming to the list

church with one tower is built in the town in the short time feast

the tower is finished and built

brother is occurred in the field

of love and without tower in the church

community of village is in a march

it is held without another tower

one of brother is in the fire

victorious brother is in the evening

it is in the strong resilient meaning

There is town in Ukraine

two brothers were in pain

this story is about fight without blame

Deutsch Tor

Herr steht auf der Staat

Neben ihn ein Rad

Herr steht mit der Tasche

Mit dem Hunger und für eine Bier Flasche

Herr steht vor dem Tor in andere Stadt

Er fährt sein Rad

Mit dem Hunger und für andere Bier Flasche

Gegenüber ihm ist die Frau mit der Tasche

Aus andere Stadt

Sie geht ohne einem Rad

Das Begegnung bei dem Tor ist auf dem Platz

Seine Name ist Franz

Sie geht für eine Flasche Milch mit dem Geld

Das Essen und das Trinken fehlt

Das ist für die Frühstuck in ihrer Wohnung

Ihre Figur in schnelle Bewegung

Das ist als der Engel im Tanzen

Das ist früh ein Begegnung in den Chanzen

Bei dem Tor auf dem Platz

Das ist eine Übung zwischen die Frau Weber und den Herr Franz

Das ist mit dem Begehren und gehen für andere Flashe

In ihren Hände ist leere Tasche

Das Tor ist als die Mittel in der Insel zwischen zwei Stadt

Deutsch Platz ist mit vielen Statuen auf die Staat

Die Frau und der Herr sind in Bewegung in MorgenLein

In täglichem Ordnung machen muss sein

Der Engel ist äugen

Was Sie mögen

Für Essen und Trinken für die Früstuck

Das Glück ist für täglichen eigenen Bedarf und pikant Stück

Das Essen und das Trinken fehlt morgen

Die Leute auf dem Platz sind in dem Branderburger

Das Tor ist als die Mittelinsel zwischen zwei Stadt

Deutsch Platz ist mit vielen Statuen auf die Staat

Der Engel ist äugen

Was Sie mögen

Die frühe Liebe sind in andere Stadt

Herr Franz fährt sein Rad

Das Begegnung bei dem Tor im Nordem

Branderburger Platz ist als klein Dorf und trotzdem

Können nicht werden

Was wir mögen

Das Tor ist als die Mittelinsel zwischen zwei Stadt

Deutsch Platz mit vielen Statuen auf die Staat

Portuguese rhymed cancan

Yeah and welcome at the celebration

here between men and women in tension

you see dancing in the town

flying skirts under sun

Men and women are singing

one foreigner pilgrim is thinking

about one of them

women with long legs for loving men

foreigner is in the middle in their circle

here are beautiful women in wonderful miracle

Yeah and welcome at the celebration in the street

man is moving in their feet

Portuguese cancan is everywhere and around

here is one of women who is found

foreigner is dancing and has a fun

happiness of man is under the sun

women is fluttering at the celebration in the town

pilgrim is drunk and falling down

beers ́ and foods ́ Portuguese rhyme

foreigner is one of them and in mind

Yeah, welcome at the celebration

losing men and women in tension

you see finishing party in the evening

one of women is loving

foreigner ́s pilgrim fun

beer and food Portuguese rhyme

man is lying on the floor

beer and food and dancing and smiling and moving more and more

You see event in the sweat because the air is wet

Yeah and welcome at the celebration in the alcoholic haze and sunset

Portuguese cancan is going to the end

pilgrim ́s evening is finding in the Portuguese cancan rent

in the dancing time everything is on the move

Portuguese rhymed cancan is celebrated with one woman and man under poem ́s roof

Nordic Mill

Norse mill is built between forests and fields

me and my wife and daughter bring yields

beautiful wild nature is in the Scandinavia

mill habits are in flourish dahlia

There is a mill at the river

our working fever

in mill summer season

new worker is asking for a job in this reason

„I appreciate your help in our mill

here is a bread in the sense that you can feel

it has been baked by my daughter

in spite of heavy sacks of flours she wants to become a baker

our Nordic bread is tasty

you will work in my pastry“

„Daughter likes baking for you

wife ́s sweets for you are clue

in the works in our mills

here is a mill wheel which I can feel

many sacks with crops are in the attic

many future meals are in the Nordic

many sacks with flours are in the cellar

many baking products are at the table in the north weather“

„Norse mill is built between forests and fields

you and me and my family bring crops from our yields“

„Beautiful wild nature is in the Scandinavia

our working is in flours ́ dahlia“

nevertheless mill season has been finished there where Nordic time was real

in the working river is ended rotating mill wheel

many sacks with crops are in the attic

many future meals are in the Nordic

many sacks with flours are in the cellar

many baking products are at the table in the north weather

many mills are in the rounds

many products are welcomed in Swedish crowns

Our mill ́s family live in wealth

your child was born healthy in Swedish nature on the Earth

Norse Mill is built at the river

free time is after our working fever

before and now

Weekend w campingu

W Otmuchówie do campingu przyjechalem

karte pobytowe dostalem

na 2 nocke pod namiot

u niego na parking platze moj samochód

w campingu chciali wiedzieć moje Imie, Nazwisko a skont jestem

nieprobowali mie testem

musiali to widzieć

jak chcie u jeźiorka siedzieć

duźo tutaj budynkow

moj namiot jest źielonego koloru bez punktow

Namiot za trzy godzinky zbudowalem

a tak na miejszczu rezerwacjy zrobilem

wszystko – przyczepa,energia, prszysnicz, bar tam byl

k jeźiorku wieczorem na plaźe wychodzil, widok na plaźe zobaczyl

niebylo co robić, tak piwa popilem, lane i w butylkach kupilem

kobieta tam byla

na mie patrzyla

ladna w kapielowkach

chcialem sie napić jeszcze piwa, mialem go u namiota w butylkach

gadala coź do mie

ja mialem nadźieje

bylem tak zmeczony, jak by mailem wesele albo urodziny

z jutra rana sie spotkamy

śniadanie u wschodu słońca damy i pogadamy

z rana trośkie zmeczony k jeźiorku wychodzil

z nadzieje, źe by kobiety na plaźe zobaczyl

tak ja na wycieczke okolo jeźiorka z nadzieje, źe niebyla wydana

spotkalem tutaj tylko psa na odwiedzinach z rana

patrzyl na mie, moźno chcial sie mnou caly dzień siedzieć

ale ja musialem do kantora pieniedzy zmienić,coź kupić a jedzenie mieć

witaj nowy przyjacielu, witaj k namiotu, samochódu, witaj k nam, ciebie na kolacje

coź dam

wczorajszy dzień a kobiety szukam

jak ja do campingu wieczorem przyjecham

z nadźieje, źe mojego nowego przyjaciela a kobiety spotkam

a swoje ostatne zlotówki w baru dla nich oddam

psa ani moje plaźowe kobiety niebylo

pomyslalem co sie to zrobilo

k jeźiorku wieczorem na plaźy wychodzil

widok na plaźy zobaczyl

niebylo co robić, tak piwa popilem, lane i w butylkach kupilem

kobieta tam byla

na mie patrzyla

ladna w kapielowkach

chcialem napić sie jeszcze piwa, mialem go u namiota w butylkach

gadala coź do mie

ja mialem nadźieje

bylem tak zmeczony, jak by mailem wesele albo urodziny

z jutra rana sie spotkamy

śniadanie u wschodu słońca damy i pogadamy

z rana trośkie zmeczony sie wzbudzilem

a źe u mie pod namiotem kobieta, myślalem

ale mialem pomylku

moźno bede gdzieś w budynku

a tak z namiotu wychodzilem

a tutaj kota spotkalem

ale ja musialem na plaźy

se swojim pytanie jakie miala oczy a twarze

a tak szukalem, szukalem, ale nie znalazlem

k namiotu sie wrócilem

a niespodźianka

źe u niego kot chcial caly czas siedzieć

pomyslalem on to musial wiedzieć

źe ja gupek tyle wypilem

a wszystkie zlotówki za piwa stracilem

tak okolo poludnie z campingu wyjechalem

od jeźiorka na plaźy na platzu

a s kotem na miejscu

w samochodu zóstala moje karta pobytowa

pamieć na 2 jeźiorka u Nysy a Otmuchówa

ja u jednego na weekend

taka jest nowa doba, nowy trend, rekreacju ludzi

na plaźy u jeźiorka sie nikt nie nudzi

French wine

It is French ballad song

Delicate life mystery is long

It is written about gold wine

In the restaurant is given mature and mine

Wine was devoted

With mystery in full glass with wine was uncovered

Young woman was also at the table with French food in wine manners

At the restaurant were found two waiters

With sparkling beverage and under talking cap

It was drinking by man and girl in their romantic trap

Their feels were exposed

Port ́s wine was expensive and it was serving with fish from the pond

Loving man and loved woman

Loving woman and loved man

With gifted bottle of wine

In the restaurant it is mature and mine

Cork was put in the bottle

Gold wine was expensive and served with meal ́s kettle

It was poured by man ́s friend

It was found in French restaurant ́s hand

It was wandering wine bottle at the ship

It was in their long time friendship

It was going between them and it was running

French ballad was writing in the mountain

French ballad was delicate and its mystery spent long time like a dream

It is French ballad song about poured wine which was devoted

And its mystery in full glass of wine was uncovered

Young woman was sitting at the table with new French food in wine manner

At the restaurant couple of man and woman had a dinner which were served by a

waiter

It was written about gold wine

In the restaurant where mature wine is given and it is mine

Wine was drinking by man and girl in their romantic trap

With sparkling beverage under talking cap

Their feelings were exposed there

Port ́wine is not so expensive and it is usually served with fish where eyes stare

Loving man and loved woman

Loving woman and loved man

It was long time friendship between two friends

It was found in the French restaurant ́s hands

In this time is found a meeting in the life partnership ́s dating

It is held with gold wines ́ standing

In the restaurant where mature wine is given and mine

This poem is being written about port and story wine



       
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