вторник, 31 октомври 2017 г.

October in a hurry

earrings off
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


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

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