Poems

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


AURORA BOREALIS

 

I’ve seen the Northern Lights;

just light

beauty

and magic

 

now sometimes I see it

in your eyes

when you look at me

 

burning malachite

with a touch of sadness

and tenderness

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