Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

Bipolar Painful His Bones Bound To Brokenness - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

There on the rock he stood
Arms winged spreadedness
Prophesy of sages stormed off his soul
What I have seen is the wound and the healing he said
The sights of sun desert sighs sealed high on a mountain peak
My soul unsealed
Desert little cradle tombs
I could have died of sorrow
But I’ve seen I’ve seen the wound and the healing
A thin layered see through balm
Covering earth undone
The springs that will grow new hearts
Desert broken bones builds into towers sublime
Time woven patchworks blankets of the sky
Covering earth undone

©Miroslava Odalović

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, October 14, 2011

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