i watch her float

along the hallways,

her eye documenting the surroundings


a huge figure, carrying

the crumbs of her family,

her smile holds history


i follow her wanderings,

i recognize wisdom

in her slow movements


i ask her for guidance,

a few words

to make sense of me


she tells me to come closer,

to put my ear

to her full lips


from the depths, she offers me light


ain’t no hometown quite as fair,

ain’t no bird with my cock’s flair

AuthorPino Pograjc
2023-10-01T11:57:19+00:00 September 9th, 2023|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 151|Comments Off on Poems