POEMS BY IRENA JOVANOVIĆ FROM SERBIA
Irena Jovanović, born in 1971. in Zaječar, Srebia, is an artist and
poet writing in Serbian and in English. Her first poetry book „Let It
Be“ was published by Inner Child Press in USA in 2013 by contest.
WAVES
Water mountains
rising and falling
adorned by foamy crests
carefully and swiftly
washing sand shores
caressing them mildly
transparently and permanently
with twinkling and reflecting
with all joy and wonder
playful and lush
pouring their essences
abundantly and ecstatically
in aquatic, oceanic dream vision
wildly crashing and splashing
exploding in brilliance
of milliards of drops
multiplying sense to the fullest extent
rushing into absolute heights
and diving into ultimate depths
up and down, again and again
over and over
overall bliss turning into ecstasy
rhythmically, hypnotically
mesmerizing times of total share
like an opened resonant truth
waving me with ravishment
bringing me into the brightest vision
of lights and love
an utmost extent…
… just waves …
HIGHLANDS
After hitting and splitting water
and diving into exclusive depths
and quarrying the crystal stars
from the bottom, opalescent
we questioned the ultimate reasons
until we’ve got to the final conclusion
that we need to be airborne again
and get completely surrendered to the sky
scaling light to the finest heights measures
by the wings rightfully adapted
to give maximum lift from the water of existence
the one we constantly rove
in search for true origin of sight
inside the value mighty arisen
it is the struggle we are destined to win
and elevate to spotlessly pure highlands
far above the sky, infinite
if you can only
imagine it
GOLDEN WORDS
Longingly I wait for the day
I dream of the certain moment
to get ready to come to the stage
of the slightly possible mindset
within the widespread lifeframe
when I’ll raise up from forgetfulness
if I come to discover and reach
that primeval divine language
within myself again
rising to special heights of ubiquity
that previously have not been explained
in any textbook of ancient eons
looking for golden words inside
in labyrinths of memories and secret codes
searching for clues, yearning for keys
ciphers forgotten for ages, long, long ago
for secret words like passwords
to another dimensions hidden within
golden words, enlightened
words that brighten existence
opening doors to all extensions
to growth enormously refined
to unknown extents of brilliance
within these worlds
between golden words.