Slabing of Yellowness

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Slabing of Yellowness

What You Said to Me
Graphic Art on the Window Glass
Deer in a Dream
Slabing of Yellowness
Your Eyes

deer sleeping on golden leaves
swaying to and fro by the mild mountain wind
the old bard coming out from the foam
of the spring
hanging the lyre onto his
magnificent antlers
and between two songs
creating the silence with the notes of the dream
tulips and drams blooming around the oak tree
the deer starring at the tips of
plentiful bushes
and the she-deer taking him
flowers flowers flowers
and mountain symphony
that seem as green canyons
young aspen and tender grass
sun rays splattering
eternity into the mountains
who would ever think
that ever so close awaits the hunter

AuthorLindita Ahmeti
2018-08-21T17:23:29+00:00 August 1st, 2003|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 33|0 Comments