Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 45 Points (Montenegro)

You Sculpted The Fire - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

You sculpted the fire of a moment lost
you wrote the flame of your own words
you hoofed the suns without the moonlight
and a drop of dawn without an evening fall
that's why there was nothing in the end

you painted the faces without their shadow
you drafted the mornings with no clock at all
captured the waves all void of water
and you gave a flower a bud without the root
that's why there was nothing in the end

you walked the road marks without the road
crossed the borders faceless with no eyes
plundered the Danube fields in your sight
oar less by yourself rafted to the other side
that's why there was nothing in the end



vajao si vatru izgubljenog trena
pisao si požare sopstvenih riječi
potkovao sunca bez mjesečina
i kap zore bez kapi večernjega pada
zato na kraju nije bilo ničeg

slikao si lica bez njihove sjene
skicirao jutra bez ikakvog sata
u mreže hvatao talase bez vode
i cvijetu dao pupolj bez korjena
zato na kraju nije bilo ničeg

hodao si putokaz bez puta
prelazio granice bez lica i oka
poharao pogledom polja kraj Dunava
bez vesla preveslao sam na drugu stranu
zato na kraju ničeg nije bilo


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013


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