by Vladimir Marku
The horse
of air
Unbridled
gallops
Red mane
flutters
As a
lightening
Between
the sky
And the
earth
In the
light blue fields
With
white fluffy sheep
Meditating
Horseshoes
sparkle
Bluebells
giggle behind
Am I in
heaven?
No, her
smile passed by.
From:
Vladimir Marku
Copyright ©:
Vladimir Marku
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Vladimir Marku: novelist, poet, essayist, translator and interpreter. Born Durrës, Albania, October, 1950. Graduated at Foreign Languages Faculty, Tirana University. Worked in the oil industry. Presently teaches English at a Private Foreign Languages Institute., Has written twenty-six books, all published, in Albanian and some in English.
Last updated September 20, 2012