Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine no. no. 5, November, 2020
Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
Poland
year I, no. 5, 2020, November
I will protect you
The tears of forgetfulness wash away the pain
I cuddle you tight in my arms
I want you to feel safe and trusting
Our dreams came true, at last
Insatiable mouth want more kisses
Hungry hands and eyes willing for more caress
Rest now my beloved, hold me tight
I will protect you from the all cruel world
The night will embrace us softly
The stars will sing for us heavenly lullaby
Sleep now my darling
I love you
Somewhere away from people
Among the high grass
Looking deeply into the eyes of
Blue clouds
Lived alone
Unusual everyday
Bored and tired
Lost and upset
But still alive
Although heavily battered
All over very much
By living among people
Unusual everyday
She frosts her eyes to the sun
Listening to the whispers of the grass
She dreams of better days
About unusual stories
Woven into everyday life's
An ordinary man's moments
I am slowly falling down
Autumn came again in warm colors,
and a postman still wears short trousers but
now wears rubber boots and cape against the
rain.
The Butcher greets me from the distance,
since the time I complimented his mince pie.
The Pharmacist ask me
if I have medication for autumn's depression.
In the bakery, which I can reach without pain,
freshly baked bread smells good.
It does not taste at all like the Polish bread,
but it smells good.
The last address I moved to before Brexit,
nothing really changed and
this is still my place on the earth,
although in my heart
the memories itch in my blood.
It's raining again,
A new dog looks into my eyes asking "why is it
raining?"
He does not like walking in wet weather.
A white-haired old chap suffers from
rheumatism.
Dad walks his old dog behind the rainbow
bridge.
It is already two years gone.
The time is flying by so quickly. Too quickly ...
Purple and gold Autumn, all around me.
It's raining more often now.
Leaves are falling blown by the wind
and I am slowly falling down.
ISSN 2458-0198 – ISSN-L 2458-0198