We

 

In love

with cherry blossoms

(though the world is not rosy

and dusty feet carry sadness of lost letters)

quiet love stands on the crossroad

words around

 

no frills no laces no ruffles

 

when the starless sky

falls on your head

a gray dawn opens a new door

to tomorrow and poems like roses

scattered on snow-white bedding

with hope

blanched

(…)

 

 

 

[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2018]

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Desire

the heart will remember

when the senses are moved

by the sound of words… or silence

by the taste of tears on the hills of lips

by the smell of dew in the garden

 

the heart will remember

when the senses are moved

by the touch of the sun on my face

in one cool autumn day

without scarf I could stay

 

all transformed by the flame of romances

 

locked in drops lost in space

bits of poetry pearls

in a row one by one

if the heart could remember to smile…

 

[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2018]

Melody

Before I wake up

(warmed up by charming melody)

let the day dance on my sleepy skin –

light and sonorous

like the pianist’s  fingers

(daisies and roses in melodious spin)

 

Before I wake up

(like a leaf in the spring)

by your breath brushed

with a magic wand –

let it fall on your temples eyes lips and

wings

 

rain of sweet kisses – silver lacy chills …

 

 

[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

 

I remember my hands stroking the stardust

limp dance steps on the border of night

I remember the touch the hope the past

your voice in the dark my face in the light

 

and in your eyes Orionids rain

as penetrating as winds of the coast

whispers of love – you covering my pain

with scarfs and with your faith utmost

 

magical were that night and those dreams

which to the pillow next to me flew

I recall in stars white lace of your tears –

and you – astonished – in dark shade of blue…

 

 

[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

Possession

 

I’m waiting for you in the autumn leaves

in the moments of gold and red colored eves

in the dreamy droplets on grass fields and stones

on a carousel of laughter

in the fear zone

 

I’m waiting for you

like for dreams insomnia

like for spring fresh flowers

like for love euphoria

 

I am waiting possessed by the sweetness of fall

and I don’t remember don’t remember at all

 

and you – my dream my grey loneliness

you are in my shadow in my soft hands hidden

always with me by me in the rustling steps

counting my fussy thoughts

pouring evening smells

in my soul and my heart

neither one to resist

 

during this autumn dance

no shadow exists

 

 

[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

 

 

I’m back after 850 km and 31 days of hiking (yes, I covered more ground than planned)! Soon I will post my journal from the Camino de Santiago – today I am posting just one autumn poem for your enjoyment…..

I missed writing, I missed my blog, I missed you…

Dear Reader,

I am hitting the road again! This time for a longer time and deeper reasons…  The idea was born a long time ago, but only now the circumstances became favorable – so I bought the ticket to Barcelona, packed my backpack and here I am!

760 km, 29 days, unknown paths of the northern Spain, loneliness shared with other pilgrims, the journey that is the true and only destination of life…

 

So, until later! I should be back mid-October. Wish me, Buen Camino!!

Małgosia

Oleanders


on the fences bloom adventure
lemon orchards golden like sirens’ hair
and cicadas’ song high-pitched and mere

my Italy

[Poetry, photo © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

Poet Roses

Oleandry

na płotach kwitną przygodą

cytrynowe sady złote jak włosy syreny

i cykad śpiew wśród drzew

moja Italia

[poezja, foto © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

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