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autumn forest
gold paint on the landscape
not yet quite dry


hawthorn on the wind
between you and me
a blazing flame


the last train has departed
on the empty platform
only the wind


the first frost
around the tree a circle
of yellow fallen leaves


walk on the beach
the sea ebbs and flows
under my feet


autumn storm
freezing amber seekers
drink tea with vodka




Cold stones--
the candle flame
drains the tears




falling leaves—
last kiss
before parting




an empty beach—
the sea erases
bare feet tracks


beach walking—
out loud I calculate
Fibonacci Numbers


wave crests wipe out
a double set of footprints—
the empty beach



you and I—
on the wedding cake
fresh strawberries



buds on birches—
lost in the temptation. . .
a handful of daisies


industrial zone—
dandelion fluff floating
in grey skies




end of the life line
smoke ring by smoke ring
from my pipe




autumn forest:
gold paint on the landscape
yet not dry




An autumn wind blows
between you and me
the silence



night-scented stocks smell -
in the rocking armchair
I'm looking at stars

miris noći u mirisu klada -
u stolcu za ljuljanje
gledam zvijezde