JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

IS

inspiration of thoughts.

Silent sighs,

peace, tenderness.

In a simple word

delight, hug.

Sometimes bad is painful

scraped.

He introduces you

in bird talks,

with peaks

reach the sky.

Wind through the wind.

Hang on the clouds.

Among the stars

find the only one.

And when you want

rest in silence

stops,

although it's still here.

ANXIOUSLY

The sky overcast the sky

a drop of rain carries dry grass,

the wind invites you to a joint journey,

to comb the tangled twigs.

It saddened people's fate,

who are nothing in the oracle

they go from east to east,

no end, like water at the mill.

He hears the whisper of beleaguered thoughts,

dreams, which are far from the end.

The world is dressed in buzzing silver

he counts, recalculates the rest of his forces.

And here is spring in the most beautiful dress

like a rose touches the discounts,

white and yellow are laughing at the lawns,

bird singing sounds the most beautiful.

MAY

It always smells bad.

In drops of rain

the sun is looking up

colors in the sky

spreads the rainbow

creating the work of God.

Józef Robotnik

humming while shaving,

dressed up festively

will go through the streets

with him, crowds

of worried people.

White and red flutters

in the spring wind,

Gardens are greenery

the colors are awakening flowers.

God bless you,

answer me - God give.

Yes in Polish

from a grandfather, great-grandfather.

ON BIRTHDAY

On memories

I will think about you.

They will join streams

silent murmuring.

The Tatras are exploring

highlander singing.

Echo will answer

Your strong voice.

Because you will be here

though somewhere in the heavens,

You tell God

about our meetings.

We will go as before

known paths -

singing, rozodleni,

happy.

IT'S JUST A PEONY

And look how it is towards the sun

the petals are arranged

and nothing in prayer

looking for a respite.

Leaves are running

towards the south.

Wise, and yet

it's just peony.

He does not want anything

a gift of a drop of water.

and the earth from which

he draws food.

In a thank you smell

and they're beautiful

everyone is bowing

who passes by.

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK Ur. May 22, 1957 In Świebodzice. A clothing technician by education. Editorial secretary E-Literaci.pl Laureate of many poetry competitions. The Poet of the Year 2015 honored by the editorial staff of the "Dziennik E-Literaci" statuette for the entire activity in the field of literature in the last five years 2010 - 2015 and the Statuette of the 100th Anniversary of Independence for long-term cooperation. A member of the Literary Association 'Witryna' in Stalowa Wola. A member of the International Literary Art Group "Kwadrat" in Krakow. A member of the Association of Polish Authors in Warsaw. She has published four volumes and co-authored six literary issues. Ten anthologies, including one religious Her poems appeared in three international anthologies. Her poems are translated into English. They are published in the international monthly: "OUR POETRY ONLINE ARCHIVES ONLINE MONTHLY POEZJI." For several years, he has been publishing on the E-Literaci.pl website, where he has gained many regular readers. Participant of Festivals, literary workshops and meetings: Festival of Song and Patriotic Poetry in Lubaczów - 3rd place in the poem "Even today"; First, Second and Fourth Festival "Lubaczów Poetic Autumn" in Lubaczów, where her two poems were available for the Museum of the Borderlands; • Participant of the 15th "Jurassic Poetic Autumn" in Zloty Potok and the "Festival of Slavic Poetry" Cieszyn 2015; • Founder of the Independent Saffo Poet Group; in GBP in Zebrzydowice and organizer of cyclical meetings in poetry in Zebrzydowice. He conducts a series of meetings on poetry in the DS. in Cieszyn.