Jolanta Gradowicz Poems

Have you noticed? I don’t talk about it
As if this word disappeared from my dictionary.
And I don’t utter it though I can list
Many similar words in my vocabulary.
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I was waiting for it impatiently
With a note of longing in my heart.
After winter I need it urgently,
So I’d like bright spring days to start…
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The wall clock ticks sinisterly,
My eyes are riveted to it.
Tick, tick, seconds escape quickly -
All my chances seem forfeited.
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Oh, Life! I’m going uphill to reach the top,
My aching feet are bleeding, scratched hands
Hold on to trunks, I’m out of breath, the strands
Of my hair get caught in branches… Stop!
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I touched my poor happiness -
It trembled instinctively.
And then I felt its loneliness.
Suddenly it moved back rapidly.
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Some starry night I’ll have a crack
At humming a lullaby for you.
But first I’ll try to find a track
To your soul not to make it blue.
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My heart needn’t much – believe it!
It’s only looking for several things;
It dreams to find a kindred spirit
And to fly high on silent wings.
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It’s the very start of the river.
You look at it from above -
It’s a good place for each dreamer,
And it’s a good time to come to love
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There wouldn’t be any spring,
Happy days and anything true.
There would obviously be nothing
In the world without you.
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I feel like touching a bark of tree
In your garden in the spring.
I’d like to settle on your knee -
Mom, hear my piteous crying!
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