Stefanija Ludvig,
CR
The
Terrified Hornet
You
can not open
the door to me
Spread at least
your window
I would like to see your face
to find out whether
you're really here
still withdrawn into itself
and alone
Cocooned as a Hornet
not thinking of me
I feel your spyware breath
If I do the wrong step
or movement
you stab me with your poison
You're knitting your cocoons
of straw
Insincerely cover your feelings
Fear goes out
from the darkroom
to my disturbed soul
Sadness is twitching in
dry leaves rustle
Do you think autumn brings the end?
You're wrong again
Reliably I know
the dry leaves and branches rot
through the winter
get green and
blossoms in the Spring
If you want me …
We will blossom our love too
My Sky
Sky,
don't look at me today
I am ashamed of my tears
in your beauty.
I'm happy under you,
with my open eyes
I am watching you
You're salvation of my life.
From your home
the sun warms me motherly.
Neither the clouds
are odious to me
when they from you
water the land.
In the deep dark night
from your lap
the bright stars goes out
giving joy to the whole world
I love you my precious sky
I am ashamed I'm sad
in your endless beauty
How to close my eyes
one day
and observe to the dark silence
after your azure blue
Will I become a mole?
useful to loose ground
beaten by the heavy steps
Eyes to Eyes
Sadness,
over your closed eyes
I feel like
I am on the high seas
by myself
and you're watching into the sea depths
from the deck
Your thoughts are strange to me
What are you feeling now?
In this very moment
You are scared to recognize
that's the beginning of our end
The worst is
that you're so disgustingly quiet
As you do know
that's what I hate
Others' silence is killing me
because You know I speak
my thoughts aloud
You are always fair with me
either good or bad
We are wasting time
when I have to think
what is happening inside you
Shout out!
to me at last
what's going on?
If it's necessary to drown ourselves
let's jump into the deep water
If it's worth it to fight for life
let's go together
to victory
or death
Shout out!
to me at last my Pigeon
I must grasp your shoulders
and force you
to eject your hidden truth
outside as a hot fire
A signal rocket explodes in the air
and activates sights
…..eyes to eyes
Let Us Pray:
Free Verse: Luck in Thee; Joy in My Heart; Suddenly Mother
About Štefanija Ludvig, CR
Štefanija
Ludvig: Born 1950. in Struga nearby Ludbreg; Croatia.
Writing poetry deals with the years for her own soul. Her
first collection, Čarolija sunca-The magic of the Sun
was issued in 2008th. The second collection of poems in
Croatian kajkavian language Vu srcu mi kaj spi - Kaj,
sleeps in my heart was issued in 2011. Štefanija
participates in poetry recitals in Croatia and has poems
published in public collections. She has performed at poetry
events, and live radio broadcasts. Now she lives and writes
poetry in Dubravica, a small village near the capital
Zagreb.
This is
Štefanija's first appearance in Sketchbook.
