I.F. Kobjelska

Rookie (31.5.1991)

Not All Of Them Are Black - Poem by I.F. Kobjelska

Night pout to white morning.
Paths are like bosom of the
Albinek Royal path
to the sense is softer.
I put out corks from the corner of my eyes.

You can smell watter on the coat,
and earth is bowing to the scearm.


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  • Gold Star - 31,578 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/27/2013 6:12:00 AM)

    good poem good image. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 27, 2013


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