Miroslava Odalovic Poems

Just hope you travelled light
and that you're safe back home
like you're safe in my heart
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The magic spell of the eyes forbidden
Pierced the eyeholes of the beating heart
Each piece shattered forgotten and hidden
Cried out a unity of a single part
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the heart of snow
is a mirror whitened
by hands that know
a surface enlightened
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That swayed among invisible boughs
Some barren ink spilled the paper was mute
But she never cried never over that
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Closing the night never to come back


The morning likes to keep
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play a certain key in time
a hot word to burn the fingertips
upon the dark age of knowledge
when a son spies against the father
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mistaken for a huge stream of consciousness
it water falls within a foam of a complex concept
sells on a watchability scale
dressed in a 'theoria'
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didn't you know
it's not glass that draws the window
and it's not the frame
neither the closing nor the opening
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the morning breaks out in beauty
and I say hello to the storms
to the clouds and the blue
to the shore to the sea
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