Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

A Whimper - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Hear softly rising
A single breath made of many sighs
Clay finished stroke mind and heart
Searching searching
Seeing with those eyes
The forest mist lifting our breath
Right beneath the horizon
Where standing between our own eyebrows
Spreading the smile at the dawn
Cut within the wrinkles of our thoughts
Hands shivering in handshakes moving
Eternally forward
Skipping millennia in a sec
Hear softly rising
Behind the storms in passion
Sealed through a meticulous sky
Though we have never done it right
How do we come
How do we go
How do we seal
The water seals of caves
Rushing into the darkness
Blind with hands only to touch
The surfaces rough
Stampede lights eye piercing
It will be the holes cracking
For a waterfall to splash
The face of the earth
Clay made whispered
Hear softly rising

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

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