RENATA GERS Poems

the leaves fly the lives fall
the shadow of tree once short once long
like paling life like limp heart's breath
branches under mortal burden their hands reach out
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I should finish my coffee, release the dog leash
Though the dawn hurts as coming back migraine,
I am waiting until you get out from my dream and I wake up
With the emptiness in my mind.
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we were good to the birds
until their wings fell down
and they stopped to appear in the nests
we licked their wounds climbing the branches
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we arrive from the darkness
and into darkness depart
the time fade behind us
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the strength of his convictions

was so great
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classified in the convention

we can not too much
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standing on the hill
dreaming face looks at me
but it has closed eyes
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