Jolanta Gradowicz

A Problem (To M.)

Two lonely souls met together
On a troubled river wave,
And looked at the stormy weather,
'Let's hold our hands to feel safe! '

They shouted to each other
And looked for a salvation,
And talk to one another
To find a consolation.

But both perished in the water
Though they were close to bridges.
There was a prosaic problem:
They spoke in different languages...

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, February 24, 2007

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Comments about A Problem (To M.) by Jolanta Gradowicz

  • Sandra Fowler (5/8/2006 1:59:00 PM)

    What a powerful, evocative write. An original mind is definately at work here. You have my applause, Jolanta.

    Kind regards,


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