JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

JADWIGA BUJAK – PISAREK

Collect Impassable Routes

I will not exchange with you

although I do not know

great journeys.

The plane is still there

it causes fear in me,

when the door closes

with the last breath.

In a house where old age

looks for a day without pain,

pictures with irony

they look in the eye.

I will not exchange with you.

I will stay with my prayer -

You are definitely here.

Goodbye

Capricious but full of charm.

It makes you sad

rules emotions.

It will awaken reflection -

tear will flow.

This is a laughing girl.

White down

will cover gray.

It will change the ice cube

in characters.

And when the day jumps over night

it will stretch like a cat

on a warm salad,

he leaves terrifying

blasts of frost.

The spring is introduced by a gentleman.

Through dormant windows

it penetrates a bright light.

From a crystal vase

it flows down the rainbow.

Allow

I will take off the carded dress

and the last breath

I'm listening to singing

happy.

Maybe the pain will disappear,

having powerlessness.

For a moment without wine,

hen lightly.

And on a patch of sky

I will find my asylum.

Awareness

relax from thoughts.

I know, I'll be back tomorrow

I'm drowning in crying,

I will grieve God -

but today for a moment.

I Forgot About You

The time has come -

our wait.

You awaken me, soul

after winter mortification.

Like a guardian who

keeps the seed of life,

orders the lungs

get some air.

And you stack your thoughts,

you padded with joy -

and obedient

tear the body to flight.

It's enough that dawn

trelem counts the hours,

greenery dominates

on the last frost.

A Dead Mother

A longing, a regret, fails.

The sack of accusations fell out -

began self-flagellation.

Degrading through your own thoughts

punishment for the wicked.

Remorse,

like guests to a feast,

they come together, more and more -

they are eating out of a man

leftovers of excuses.

You're silent. You tried,

You were faithful like a dog. Nothing.

Prayer irritates, evil multiplies the medium.

Tears not only with salt but with heat flow down.

And she is already a peaceful dream.

He collects flowers in heavenly fields,

listened to in the mind of the Creator -

he smiles, smiles.

The Snow Is Melting

They appear

like a breath of life,

when the winter solstice

quenches every smile.

On a modest stage

because the window should be opened

and before dawn

remain silent in silence.

From every side

as in choirs -

loud sound

thin voices.

humbly

before these prays,

when the next day

they pick up the night.

I Listened To You

Melodio, which you release,

light your faces -

feeling carried out

paths of delight.

Where they are when from under the fingers

like the hymn of immortality

they release the bow,

with strings.

The woods are humming with them.

They listen to fjords.

Mountains, water, air

permeates this state.

And this sight, elusive

higher and higher

as if he knew at the end

God is waiting.

No !

You are not a mad mother

because you are hugging pictures -

they look at them

beloved children.

You listen for voices.

You talk with the wind -

you ask him to tell

about your longing.

In the evenings you humming lullabies,

You bless dreams.

Love you with love

every morning.

If You've Met God

There is no such sadness,

who will take over his thoughts

and not get lost in time.

There is no such regret,

which will not let the tears dry out -

find a place of rest.

But there is love,

before which the birds singing silently,

crack of buds on trees and flowers.

It's enough that at some point

you saw His existence,

and you will devote yourself with faith.

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK

JADWIGA BUJAK-PISAREK: .Born  May 22 1957 in Świebodzice county Swidnicki. Educated clothing technician. Assistant editor E-Literaci.pl. Journalist, entitled moderator, super commentator corrector. Winner of many poetry contests. The poet of the Year 2015. Awarded by the editors of Journal. "Statuette for its activities" in the field of literature in the past five years from 2010 to 2015. Member of the Literary Association "Website" in Stalowa Wola. Member of the Association of Authors Polish Warsaw.

Excretes volumes: The first book of poetry "whispering" released in 2014.The second "Fisher of pearls" in 2015 and 2016.Also published the third volume of "Sentenced on the melancholy" .She is co-author of five Anthology, Including two international: "Love Is Like AIR and" Time of Women "She has scored six literary note books. Her poems are translated in to English. The first poems she wrote at age 17, and for several years she has published on the portal E-Literaci.pl,and the Internet, where a crowd of regular readers. Actively participates in the literary workshops and meetings.Twice she participated at the Festival of Patriotic Song and Poetry in Komotini where he took third-place contest for the line "Not today." Participant XV "Jurassic Autumn Poetry" in the Złotym Potoku. She writes, comments and published in the online journal Literary E-Literaci.pl. Founder of the group not affiliated Poets "SAFFO" at GBP in Zebrzydowice. She runs a series of meetings with poetry in D.S.S. in Cieszyn. Her poetry was published in the "Voice of Tychyna. and regularly appears in the newsletter. "Messages from the Piotrówki" in Zebrzydowice. Country of origin-Polish. Mother tongue –Polska. Polish nationality. Resident –Polska