Your Georgia

a poem by Krzeslawa T. Skrzypczynska, Poland - poetry writer, author, poet

abandoned at the headboard of the mountains, debris
eye sockets of abandoned huts
from stakes and drifting bricks
they don't scare you at All.
They show, as a long time ago
forgotten people lived here
under the roofs,
that are of no more any red ointment
in bleached houses,
so much they are dusty,
the greenery tries to cover it all,
to hug to herself a tear
of oblivion of every nest
for sure the echo here, when to scream.
Nobody screams,
everyone feels that rhythm
of rolled over rock wastes
time ago, of living.

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