Comments about Kasia Fedyk
A Beautiful Sight
A Beautiful sight, I've seen it once.
In a lonely white room
with a bed and a small chair,
table on three feet in a corner holding a bouquet
fortifying the air with the scent of roses
window, a small, round window
in the middle of the pale wall,
exposing messages from up above
in a form of snowflakes, falling so slowly,
a white dove sat on the ledge.
A man was fighting for his life
machine pumping air into his lungs
in a constant steady motion.
~A beautiful sight
Angel wings spread across the bed
hovering over the mans body, healing it, ...
Why Am I Homeless?
The man can't find his path,
Underneath the bridge is his home
He still remembers the warmth
of his wife's arms
The tenderness of her touch
The blanket not warm enough
The empty cans he has collected next to him
He remembers her laughter