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Summer Evening

I don’t open anymore when memories knock on my window. I prefer to imagine that sometimes from a distance empty sky longs for the glow in my eye. Under the light of my table lamp I sketch pictures and write poems about summer nights bathed in the moonlight. Every evening, in the city park by the river, young couples walk hand in hand or hugged tight. Through the air I can hear gossips between the treetops.

all along the river
moon makes atmosphere
for the first kiss

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Ne otvaram više kada sećanja zakucaju na moj prozor. Radije zamšljam da ponekad, iz daleka, prazno nebo čezne za sjajem iz mog oka. Pod svetlošću stone lampe crtam skice i pišem pesme o letnjim noćima okupanim mesečinom. Svake večeri, u gradskom parku pored reke, mladi parovi šetaju držeći se za ruke ili čvrsto zagrljeni. Kroz vazduh čujem kako krošnje tračare.

svuda duž reke
mesec pravi atmosferu
za prvi poljubac

Linked to Carpe Diem Special #129, Sogi’s 5th haiku

Slow Motion

going for a walk
he seeks answers in puddles
after thunderstorm

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odlazeći u šetnju
on traži odgovore u baricama
jutro posle oluje

Linked to Carpe Diem “Little Creatures” #15, Buson’s “Mud-Snails

Walk

slippery sidewalks
only reflected neon lights
instead of signposts 

klizavi trotoari
samo odrazi neonki
umesto putokaza

Linked to Haiku Horizons prompt “circle”

Sunshade

on a sandy beach
making shade for the seagulls
tattered parasol
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na peščanoj plaži
praveći senku galebovima
dronjavi suncobran

Linked to Carpe Diem Special #126, Sogi’s “Butterfly home”

She

she walks through the dreams
turning rainbow into sky
wherever she steps

tattoo of the moon
engraved as old reminder
on her left shoulder

a shelter for strays
her coast without the sunlight
remains deserted

she speaks with seaweeds
and writes poems to the stars
teaching them to love

rainbow nature

ona hoda kroz snove
pretvarajući dugu u nebo
gde god da prođe

tetvaža meseca
zauvek utisnuta kao stari podsetnik
na njenom levom ramenu

utočište za lutalice
njena obala bez sunca
ostaje napuštena

ona priča sa morskim travama
i piše pesme zvezdama
učeći ih da vole

Linked to Carpe Diem Time Glass #16, Rainbow

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