JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

GULLS SIT ON THE SAND

Hail me, let me

time spins the story.

He recreates images from crystals.

A memory that wraps

evoking voices,

which is deep inside

they were forever.

I will be silent

in that evening chant,

the gray sky will look blue.

Ukołysz -

the smell of amber,

the delicacy of the waves - for a moment.

AS IN DANCE

Summer went on the road

after the remains of greenery.

Autumn comes in

golden colors.

Heather scattered hair -

he arranges carpets

from tiny flowers,

the wind swaying them with a light breeze.

Touch of the sun

turned into delicacy,

it shortens the presence

more and more shade.

The fog sighs.

fragrance -

a look at the silence,

which smells of raspberry

I AM LOOKING FOR YOU

I open the window and there

only rooster crowing

stayed in its place.

The courtship stopped

nests are emptying.

Adult birds that made sense.

Stork with sadness

looking for her young -

time to fly, and they walk in the grass.

Thicker dense fog

they raise quiet secrets.

Ripen summer by fruit on the trees.

Where are you singing at dawn,

who will open the way

rising sun.

HE KNOWS THAT THEY WILL HEAR

The quiet voice rises

above a sleepy garden,

he sings a lullaby again

like the old times.

Maybe a few notes,

words so well known,

the wind will carry over the tops

and Granie will sing.

The stars' rays are already shimmering,

you can hear a murmur from above the pond

then rushes gently

the mormorando roars.

Getting quieter

above a sleepy garden,

the frogs stopping and chirping -

the night spreads the veil.

OLD PHOTOS

I'm lost in pictures

where every house, every street

she hummed her name.

Pelargonium decorated the windows -

they dropped the petals as if they wanted to

to cover the road.

Small character

it permeated noiselessly,

not to wake up the day, do not scare the night.

She came to the church

side door - quietly,

why bother a thoughtful God.

Was -

the most wonderful being on earth ...

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.