SLOVENIAN POETRY


My apologies to the Slovenes.  I am not schooled in the language and write according to how I picked up the language at home with my family.  I spoke Slovenian before I spoke English.  I began speaking English at the age of four.  Also, the marks above certain consonants are missing due to lack of them on the key board.  Please use your educated judgments.

Ena naga pijana
Je rekla da sanja
Da so jo stari Rimljani
poslali na bitka
in se je podala na pitje.

Tam na vrtu
Metulcek
Pravi plav
Frfota tukaj
Frfota tam
In ga vec ni

Potoni kamencek
Tam pod vodo sedi
Sonce ga prime
Se ga vidi
Roka ga prime
Po zraku leti
Se potone
In zopet sedi

Tam Vas cakam
in cakam celi dan
Cas pridirja
Cas mine
In grem domov

Tam sedi zamorc
Velikan
Me gleda
Ni zabit
Hoce
Da tak mislim
A me bo
Pojedo
Kak pa sedaj
Kod trepljena zival
Ne naprej
In ne nazaj
Cakam
Da me sposti
z ocmi

Tam eden z brado
Se vozi
Z stolom

Tam plesast
Sonce
Ga udarja
Se blesci

Tam klobuk
Veter
Ga nese
Gospod
Za njim
Ga ne ojame

Tam muha
Plava
V loncu
Se ne pije
Chai
A je ziva
Daj jo
Resi

Tam plamen
Visoko
Steguje
Ogen v strehi
Kje pa gori
Komo spada

Tam sedijo
Ljudje
Ploskajo

Tam veter
Kaj nese?
Smeti
To bodo lepo
pobirali

Cujite kako pticki zvergolio?
Dan bo cas in cas bo dan
Ko jih ne bo.
Ne na sveto
Ne na nebo,
Samo v nebesih. (8.19.11)

Tam norc
Kaj pocenja
Sam seboj
Govori in
Poje
Lep
Glas.

Tam muha
Gor pa dol
po okno
hodi in
leta
Odpri okno
Naj ven
zleti.

Tam
Plamen
Skace
Srecen
in
Ziv

Tam poglej
Zakaj
Da bos
Oci
Rabil

Cas mine
Umrete sredi dela
Pogorite vas spomin
In naprej greste
sexagenary ne smete
ne greste naprej
ampak navzdol

BOGU SRCU 

Vsak pticek
Vsak pes
Je ljubo dusno
Bogu.

Vsaka roza
raste v Njegovemu
srcu.

Vsak clovek
ki Ga ljubi
in to kar je
ostvaro
Mu tece po
srcu.

Vsaka mater
Vsak otrok
Vsak otec
Mu tece po
srcu
in v casih
po GLAVI.  (15/5/06)

Nimam srca
Samo prca
Ne kod v mladosti
Ampak kod v starosti

Niman srca
Nimam koska
Samo se prca

 

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Zakaj?
Zamorci razgrajajo
Zopet?

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About Sonja Bukvic

Single. I'm fascinated by the mind. I absolutely love humor. I have a B.A. in Enlish Literature from Fairfield University. When I found Word Press Free Blog I was excited and I'm so happy to share with you. I commune with the Creator and am allowed to share certain bits of enlightenment. You don't have to believe, but those with Faith, take it quietly and seriously.
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