Nadezhdah
Read Write Poems's NaPoWriMo #5 Give Your Poetry a Name
Nadezhda
A private person,
Nadia
usually keeps to herself
in the pages of my journal.
( a nice home of handmade
paper bound in leather
with careful stitches)
(I wouldn’t mind
living there myself)
She sings eclectic songs
(bits from here and pieces from there)
while rearranging the furniture
and tending the flowers.
Recently, an inexplicable
impulse drives her
to meet all of you.
Nadezhda
A private person,
Nadia
usually keeps to herself
in the pages of my journal.
( a nice home of handmade
paper bound in leather
with careful stitches)
(I wouldn’t mind
living there myself)
She sings eclectic songs
(bits from here and pieces from there)
while rearranging the furniture
and tending the flowers.
Recently, an inexplicable
impulse drives her
to meet all of you.
This made me smile! I like your Nadia!
ReplyDeleteGood one! I think I know a Nadia, sometimes shy, sometimes bold enough to meet everyone.
ReplyDeleteLovely picture painted here. Enjoyable!
ReplyDeletePamela
wouldn't it be wonderful to meet everyone and put a face to a monthz worth of poems..!!! ..hah moving furniture is everything somedaz... file and forget
ReplyDeleteI like Nadia
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed the section connecting eclectic songs with household tasks like rearranging the furniture. It suggests a casualness, an ever-present urge, lacking pretense. Nice.
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