Kristina Buric

Observing from a Distance Kristina Buric

This poetry volume brings readers an enticing lyrical voice, playing soft hidden music on lines vibrating as guitar strings.
The poems welcome you with their surprising images and unexpected original ideas:

Insomnia

I couldn't sleep today, not even yesterday,
but I've tried anyway.
The funny thing with that is
not to think so much and try to go to bed
with the clearest head. I couldn't sleep today, not even yesterday,
I guess, the problem was not thinking straight,
letting my worries to sit well
and here began my hell. I couldn't sleep today, not even yesterday.
An uninvited visitor came to my door,
playing around and taking my sleep away.
His mission was not to help, but rather to
mess with me I guess. I couldn't sleep today, not even yesterday,
I've tried, again and again, to fall asleep,
but my effort was in vain.
I could either accept him or reject him.
He didn't want to quit or to submit.
He continued with torturing and I had no sleep,
so I decided to sit, to cool my head a bit ... "Hey, you uninvited guest, it's time for you to
leave this place!" I am not afraid to look into
your face and all my worries to embrace.
The truth is said! It's my time, to go to bed, to find
sleep and dream deep!
It's my time, to sleep tight saying to you "good night!"