Poems

MIRRORS
WAITING
THE VENICE OF BYDGOSZCZ
EMPTY BEACH
AURORA BOREALIS
MARATHON
WHEN YOU KISS MY FEET
LIKE AN ANGEL


EMPTY BEACH

 

today only waves

caress my feet

 

One more tide

washes your name

off the sand

 

among broken shells

slightly noticeable traces

disappear

 

I hear the laughter of fate

over my head

maybe I hear seagulls

screaming at the wind

 

I leave behind

one more empty beach

AuthorKalina Izabela Zioła
2024-01-28T13:03:08+00:00 January 20th, 2024|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 152|Comments Off on Poems