Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 45 Points (Montenegro)

In The Hair Full Of Wind I Will Tell Thee - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Broad air thin breathe a good place to be
A sorrow here soon thereafter or forever
Alike, handshake heir in the land of ‘never’

In a fruit full of juices I will tell thee
The dust is the dust, ash - a dusk mask of glow
Colours spreading painted tainted hues of blue
Above the moon too high beneath the earth too low
The skyline’s a skull line made for me and you
In over bridged horizon the sun I will tell thee


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011


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