Prozor

Otvoren prozor gotovo plače

U maloj sobici
Majčinoj
Mjesec i ove noći izuva čarape
Tiho pjevuši i srami se

Ona spava
U polju izmedju ovog i onog
Pašnjaka

U maloj sobici
Odmah do šljiva
Zlatne čuvarkuće
Plaču
Opraštaju se od njenih
Velikih ruku
Srca širokog

Ona spava
Moja majka
Plovi-sama

Veljko Bosnić
5avgusta2011-08-05 Drvar selo


Published: 05.08.2013.
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