earrings off
tiredness
invading me
tiredness
invading me
Indian summer
the sunbeams between
rustling leaves
icons over
Van Gogh’s sunflowers –
my desktop
larger and larger
eye pouches…
gravity
tiny puddles
who has taken
the Shoes off?
the regular buzzing
of our garden parties -
mosquitoes
of our garden parties -
mosquitoes
morning moon…
my hometown streets 
outstretched their arms
your words 
not easy to be swallowed 
crescent moon
words 
teleporting me...
waning moon
harvest moon...
the hour when the clocks
are melting
Diana Teneva
the hour when the clocks
are melting
Diana Teneva


