Category Archives: Days In The Blackberries Field


21307 – Cherita 3

summer afternoon

drawers full of
useless little things

I clear away
a wardrobe
of past



Why are you waking me up? It’s almost 40 already and I’m not going anywhere from here. You know that I talk nonsense before the first morning coffee! I really don’t care what’s happening in the Valley of Blackberries and I believe that none from there remembers my name.
I’ve already got used to this calm shade of pines and my swing tangled between the two trees. I can lay here all day and night, enjoying the sunrise, with the headphones on my ears and a pencil in my hand.
Don’t wake me up!

after the kingfisher
trembling circles 
all that remains

Linked to Carpe Diem #1219 Kingfisher (Kawasemi)


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drawing halo
around the moon

Linked to Carpe Diem #1218 Solar Eclipse


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silver moonlight
checking tasks off
to-learn list

Linked to Carpe Diem #1216 moonlight

sudden meeting
face in the mirror
without empathy

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from dusk till down

through the window frame

frozen Moon


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Blinking up all the way from here to the Moon, pulled out of the memories, forgotten messages. Time may heal the wounds and diseases but not the broken dreams.

in a crack of the stone wall
a tiny plant

*Days In The Blackberries Field*


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21704 – Unconditional 03

Summer pleasure or the tears? It’s up to you, my dear reader. In both cases, it’s only love… A moment when we become one with the nature or a moment when we become one with ourselves.

Linked to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love Introduction


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21604 – Unconditional 02

Sometimes, the unconditional love is to let things go. Those rare moments when we face with a strength and depth of our own souls.

tail of paper kite
moves away from the open palm
getting lost in clouds

Linked to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love Introduction


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21504 – Unconditional 01

He goes a couple of steps back, admiring his new masterpiece. A deep sigh, then a look to the starry sky, as if he’s waiting for approval. One hand in his pocket, dragging the fingers of the other one through his gray hair. A slight smile like a flirt with the stars. He’s still handsome and attractive. Years drawn on his face give him some kind of a special charm. Loved and desired by the countless women, he is still happiest alone with his canvas and a brush. That’s when he can be with her. In his imagination. And he feels that she knows that too. He knows that, every time she winks from above with a blink of a star.

flashing love-oaths
saved in the starry sky
summer night


Prvo pravi nekoliko koraka unazad, diveći se novom remek-delu. Sledi duboki uzdah, pa pogled na zvezdano nebo, kao da čeka odobrenje. Jedna ruka mu je u džepu, dok prstima druge prolazi kroz sedu kosu. Blagi osmeh, kao da flertuje sa zvezdama. Još uvek je zgodan i privlačan. Godine iscrtane na njegovom licu daju mu neki poseban šarm. Voljen i željen od nebrojeno žena, još uvek je najsrećniji kada je sam sa svojim platnom i četkicom. Tada može biti sa njom. U svojoj mašti. I on oseća da ona to zna. Siguran je u to, svaki put kada mu namigne odozgo treptajem neke od zvezda.

trepere ljubavne zakletve
sačuvane u zvezdanom nebu
letnja noć

Linked to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love Introduction


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I died once, you know?
And then I was born and I killed you.
Many times!
Forgive me, I didn’t know better.
I forgot everything.
Every tear dried from the inside
and a pain of the frozen feet
in front of your door.
Every glance at the stranger
who reminded me of you a little.
And a word that I stole
from your lips in a moment
I have forgotten.
So no, I won’t return an oblivion!
I was searching for you, I admit
along the gloomy boulevards
and the gardens of the metropolitan hotels.
You have never been there, never.
That’s why I deleted you from the diaries.
Sorry, I didn’t know better.
I forgave you all your sins
then put them in the chains of evil
so I could start hating you.
But I haven’t. I never have.
I keep forgiving over and over again.
Sorry, I don’t know better.

Umrla sam, znaš?
A onda se rodila pa ubila tebe.
Mnogo puta!
Oprosti mi, nisam umela bolje.
Sve sam zaboravila, sve.
Svaku suzu iznutra osušenu
i bol promrzlih stopala pred tvojim vratima.
Svaki pogled upućen strancu
koji je bar malo podsećao na tebe.
I reć koju ti ukradoh sa usana u trenu
Ali ne, ne vraćam ti zaborav!
Tražila sam te, priznajem
po sumornim bulevarima
i baštama velegradskog hotela.
Nikada nisi bio tu, nikada.
Zato sam te izbrisala iz dnevnka.
Izvini, nisam umela bolje
Sve grehe sam ti davno oprostila
pa sam ih kovala lancima zla
ne bih li počela da te mrzim.
Ali nisam. Nikada nisam.
Praštala sam ti iznova i iznova.
Oprosti mi, ne umem bolje.

odjekuje pod štiklama
april, ponovo


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