By Petrouchka Alexieva
Quilt of Life
(To Mom and Dad)
“Please, stay. Let’s make this life together!” My father said to my mom in the morning. This is what life is, a colorful quilt – In size that we can make it by choice. Every piece has its story; every color is a season of love, Happiness or some sorrows, and disappointments When something doesn’t fit perfectly on the corners, But it can be fixed with another colorful patch. It takes work patience and dedication, Few sparkles in the eyes and keep going with smile When the weather is not very pleasant, But the quilt will warm us up. It is our taste of life.
With Crown of His Own
Driving to Victorville early this morning After a cold Californian night. I was not in a hurry. I had nothing to worry. The sky was clear, the sun just emerged From the hills on the right. Half the way there…what a happy surprise! The Joshua trees were covered with layer Of crispy white snow. The sweet creamy blossoms Looked incredibly awesome Like chandeliers shimmering in the air. Right in front of me, on the left of the road Little baby tree stood courageous and strong. Showing off his pretty attire And shiny crown of his own.
Christmas Star
A present from the moon Was sent to me - Bright star fell from behind Of a fluffy midnight cloud And took spot in my heart. Now, I am glowing from inside In a Christmas Holly night.
Christmas Night
Kids are not sleeping tonight Waiting for Santa Claus to pass by. He is busy, but they wait for their turn Keeping on windows sparkling lanterns. They even hide under their beds, Hoping they’ll see the Old Jolly Man Right at midnight. Moms and dads Already wrote their cheerful letters. ”Santa, this year we had the best kids And they are growing better, indeed” Don’t worry dear girls and boys! You might miss to see his joyful slay, But all presents are already yours. I guarantee you, there is no other way!
Winter Valentines
Snow Flakes - Winter’s love Valentines not only for one day or one night, but for the entire season. Sent by the mail of the clouds in different designs, they shimmer and dance until cover the earth with love. Flake after flake, kiss after kiss flakes hug with love every seed, cover the branches of naked trees and make them dream until spring.
Gingerbread House for a Mouse
A little mouse dreamt of a house – a house built all from cheese. So she could have sweet little bites during the nights with a winter chill. She was waiting and waiting, but it didn’t happen. So the mouse decided to wait for a gingerbread one during this Christmas time. For a very good reason in this cheerful season, every wish can come true. And the little mouse whispered upon the bright Christmas star. In the morning she run out of her hole in the wall and what a surprise! There was a gingerbread house and a star blinking above.
Every Night
Every night, The sun goes down Throwing colors From his fire palette. Joyful flames dance On the earth’s face. The first little shadows Grow with the night; Playing seek-and-hide With the orange clouds On the sky. The sand on the beach Collects his treasures from the sea – A few shiny pebbles Shells and stars. Ready to sleep The sun deeps down His face and his rays into the ocean mirror And then, it will disappear.
Lazy Sunday
Lazy Sunday morning - Sleeping late and tea in bed! On my window a bird is walking; On the wall are bunch of flowing Leafy silhouettes. Lazy morning – no regrets! Calm and pure Rays are targeting my eyes; I’m not opening them, (That's for sure!), Only rolling them like Dice to left and dice to right... Lazy Sunday - that’s alright! - I became a lazy Happy Crossed-eyed!
On The 35th Floor – 2022
It is almost midnight. The large summer moon Throws misty light Over my shoulders. It is past midnight. I suppose to be home At this time, but no… I am still in the office. Shell I go?…On the 35th floor Time is silently frozen. Bellow The city is sleeping, Taxis and trolleys are slow Blinking with million lights. Shell I go?…I locked the door From inside. Until the morning, No telephones, no meetings. 35th floor is my insomniac island. …and It’s already a minute past midnight.
Melting From Love
I build Him for fun, like a dream From the yesterday’s innocent snow. Because of the weather I gave Him My favorite sweater, Mittens and scarf From such a premium yarn, Shiny buttons and hat That I found in the barn. He was nearly done, almost intact And I put happy smile, eyes and nose. He stood in a cold in his fancy pose With a broom and a bucket. Then… I draw a huge happy heart, And…I gave Him a hug In my front snowy yard. The temperature outside was low – brrr! – to the extreme! So, at midnight, icicles started to glow, On the roof and his sweater. The stars were sparkling bright. In fact, it was his favorite weather. I took cup of tea and went to bed. I was ready to sleep calm and well When somebody rang the bell! It was Him, my man, my Snowman, I mean! He stood there frozen in the shimmering night With ice on his nose and birds on his hat; Somehow bigger and somehow bright. “Can I come in?” he said and stepped Into my cozy and warm living room room. ”I love you!” he whispered Pointing his red-blinking heart “I want you to walk with me to the moon!” …We were happy and funny, And dancing and bouncing Full of life and …IN LOVE. But soon… What was left from Him Were the nose and the hat, Few warm little clothes, the broom, And a small little lake in the room. I assume, what to blame was the heater above. See you next winter, My Love!
Miss Petrouchka Alexieva is a well-known as a feminist and a LOVE poet, distinguished
scholar and TV persona. She is a Cum Laude graduate at CSULA (2009) and “All American Scholar
Award” recipient (2008). Speaking 8+ languages, her literary and scholarly works, photo-
documentaries were highlighted in varieties of venues, on ”Daheli Live!” TV show, opening
ceremonies and numerous open mics. For her outstanding life-long achievements, Ms. Alexieva’s
name was included two times among the most distinguished Earth’s citizens list of NASA’s Mars
Exploration Rover (2003) capsule and Science Laboratory Rover (2011) list, for which she has been
awarded with honorable certificates.

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