Bogoljub T. Mihajlović
Niš, Serbia and Montenegro

Dolazi jesen.
Od jutra do večeri
mislim na prijatelja.

Here comes the autumn.
From morning to the evening
thinking about a friend.

decembarsko jutro -
za jatom crnih ptica
prve pahulje

December morning -
after flock of black birds
first snowflakes

u staroj vodenici
treperi bleda svetlost -
jesenje svitanje

in the old mill
first pale light trembling -
autumn sunrise

Predrag Pedja Sireta
Smederevo, Serbia and Montenegro

šumore breze
pod mekim ogrtačem
mesećine

birches' rustling
under soft overcoat
of moonlight

sunčeva kugla
polako ponire u jezero -
mreškanje vode

sun ball slowly
plunges into the lake -
water rippling

razlokan drum -
mesec spustio sidro
u plitku lokvu

sleety road -
moon flumps anchor
in shallow puddle

jutarnji drhtaj -
pretočen u moje vene
damar vetra

morning tremble -
transfused in my veins
pulse of the wind