These Frosty Mornings
These Frosty Mornings
All these frosty mornings
Just as a winter time.
A Dreamcatcher-
Spider Is Keeping
Each night dream's Pearl:
- This is mine!
Awaking at the morning,
You do not remember a night,
Some lightly shaded Echo
Just left for us,
Sometimes.
Another Word's Dimension,
Another Time and Space.
You may be the some as here
Or a Different,
Not like this.
In some another space,
It was,
In some
Another time.
Another age, and sex,
And look.
Just shortly,
In a sleeping time.
And
I am waking up at morning,
I still remember all,
Or nothing to remember, -.
My memory is
My full loss.
15th June 2025. UK
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin, 2025
Инна Бальзина-Бальзин, 2025
"These Frosty Mornings", a poem (15/06/2025. UK)
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