{"id":144,"date":"2017-03-04T16:42:42","date_gmt":"2017-03-04T16:42:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/apostrofa.eu\/?p=144"},"modified":"2023-12-25T13:00:59","modified_gmt":"2023-12-25T11:00:59","slug":"stanislawa-kopaczka","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/apostrofa.eu\/?p=144","title":{"rendered":"Stanis\u0142awa Kopaczka"},"content":{"rendered":"

Stanis\u0142awa Kopaczka<\/h1>\n

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fot. K. Krzy\u017canowska – Nastulczyk<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Urodzi\u0142a si\u0119 w Buczkowicach. Jest emerytowan\u0105 nauczycielk\u0105 j\u0119zyka niemieckiego, mieszkaj\u0105c\u0105 w Bielsku-Bia\u0142ej. Zadebiutowa\u0142a w 1984 r. w tomiku Wiersze Ziemi Ni\u017ca\u0144skiej<\/span><\/strong>. Jej utwory ukaza\u0142y si\u0119 w tomiku Spotkanie na Szlaku S\u0142owa<\/strong><\/span>, wydanym przez Mi\u0119dzywojew\u00f3dzki Klub Literacki Kaganek<\/span><\/strong><\/em> przy ZG ZNP w Katowicach. W 1991 r. wyda\u0142a w\u0142asny arkusz literacki Wiersze dla dzieci<\/strong><\/span>, a w 1992 r. drugi arkusz literacki Zauroczona ziemi\u0105<\/strong><\/span>. Autorka tom\u00f3w wierszy: Wiersze. Zbi\u00f3r<\/i><\/strong> (2019), Godki spod Filipki<\/i><\/b> (2019). W Konkursie na Kol\u0119dy i Wiersze Bo\u017conarodzeniowe<\/strong><\/span>\u00a0otrzyma\u0142a I miejsce za kol\u0119d\u0119 Przyjd\u017a\u017ce Jezu do \u017cywieckich g\u00f3rali<\/strong>. Jej utwory ukaza\u0142y si\u0119 tak\u017ce w Kalendarzu Stulecia<\/strong> wydanym w Nisku oraz innych wydawnictwach zbiorowych. Nale\u017cy do Grupy Literackiej Apostrofa<\/strong><\/em><\/span> w Bielsku- Bia\u0142ej. Nale\u017cy do matek \u2013 za\u0142o\u017cycielek grupy literackiej Apostrofa<\/i><\/strong>, jest pomys\u0142odawczyni\u0105 nazwy grupy. Jest r\u00f3wnie\u017c cz\u0142onkiem Zespo\u0142u Poetyckiego Gronie<\/i><\/strong> w \u017bywcu. W utworach swych oddaje przywi\u0105zanie do ziemi ojczystej, zachwyt nad przyrod\u0105 i mi\u0142o\u015b\u0107 do dzieci. Pisze r\u00f3wnie\u017c gwar\u0105.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Matce<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Jak mam Ci podzi\u0119kowa\u0107<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 mamo kochana<\/span><\/p>\n

Za serce,\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 kt\u00f3re dla nas bije<\/span><\/p>\n

Za ciep\u0142e s\u0142owa<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 gdy jestem w rozterce<\/span><\/p>\n

Za dobre d\u0142onie<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 obdzielaj\u0105ce chlebem,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 g\u0142aszcz\u0105ce nasze<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0rozwichrzone w\u0142osy<\/span><\/p>\n

Za bajki<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 przy blasku ognia opowiadane<\/span><\/p>\n

Za mi\u0142o\u015b\u0107,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 dobro\u0107, trosk\u0119<\/span><\/p>\n

Za to,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u017ce jeste\u015b<\/span><\/p>\n

Wiecz\u00f3r \u015bwi\u0119toja\u0144ski<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Nad Sanem mrok zapada<\/span><\/p>\n

dzie\u0144 \u015bwi\u0105teczny w mrok odchodzi<\/span><\/p>\n

wnet roz\u015bwietli ciemno\u015bci<\/span><\/p>\n

\u0142una sob\u00f3tkowego p\u0142omienia<\/span><\/p>\n

rozko\u0142ysane w takt melodii postacie<\/span><\/p>\n

przesuwaj\u0105 si\u0119<\/span><\/p>\n

niczym cienie ta\u0144cz\u0105cych czarownic<\/span><\/p>\n

owiane szkar\u0142atem p\u0142on\u0105cego ognia<\/span><\/p>\n

gdzie\u015b w dolinie<\/span><\/p>\n

s\u0142ycha\u0107 \u017cabi koncert<\/span><\/p>\n

pod batut\u0105<\/span><\/p>\n

mistrza Sarabandy<\/span><\/p>\n

wianki<\/span><\/p>\n

rzucone na leniwe fale Sanu<\/span><\/p>\n

pop\u0142yn\u0105 z pozdrowieniem<\/span><\/p>\n

do Ba\u0142tyku.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Ziemia Beskidzka<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Czy jest gdzie\u015b pi\u0119kniej ni\u017c w Beskidach<\/span><\/p>\n

Tu wiosn\u0105 \u015bwie\u017c\u0105 zieleni\u0105 pokryte drzewa<\/span><\/p>\n

Wzrok zachwycaj\u0105 jesieni\u0105<\/span><\/p>\n

Li\u015b\u0107mi kolorowymi si\u0119 mieni\u0105<\/span><\/p>\n

Tyle kolor\u00f3w, strumyk\u00f3w Beskidy<\/span><\/p>\n

Wszerz i wzd\u0142u\u017c przecina<\/span><\/p>\n

A u ich st\u00f3p w\u015br\u00f3d kwiat\u00f3w i zb\u00f3\u017c<\/span><\/p>\n

U brzeg\u00f3w \u017bylicy jest moja wioska rodzinna.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Matce<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Nauczy\u0142a\u015b nas mi\u0142o\u015bci do ojczyzny<\/span><\/p>\n

Kochana patriotko<\/span><\/p>\n

Prost\u0105 by\u0142a\u015b kobiet\u0105<\/span><\/p>\n

O wielkim sercu<\/span><\/p>\n

M\u0105dro\u015b\u0107 cechowa\u0142a<\/span><\/p>\n

Wszystkie Twoje czyny<\/span><\/p>\n

Nauczy\u0142a\u015b nas dobra<\/span><\/p>\n

Wiary w siebie i pracowito\u015bci<\/span><\/p>\n

Obdarza\u0142a\u015b u\u015bmiechem<\/span><\/p>\n

Mimo zm\u0119czenia<\/span><\/p>\n

Znalaz\u0142a\u015b czas dla nas<\/span><\/p>\n

By wys\u0142ucha\u0107, pocieszy\u0107<\/span><\/p>\n

Piosenki za\u015bpiewa\u0107<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 By\u0142a\u015b zawsze z nami<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mamo!\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Beskidy<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Beskidy ! gr\u00f6nicki k\u0142ockone<\/span><\/p>\n

bez nasyk i \u0142obcyk turyst\u00f6f zdeptane.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tutok, ka sie tobr\u00f6cis jakosi g\u00f6ra styrcy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Haf Klimcok, Syndzielnia i Mag\u00f6rka hyrcy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Zasumi\u00f6m ci bucki, jedlicki i smrecki.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jakoby\u015b s\u0142yso\u0142 \u015bpiywani beskidzki dziywecki.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hej beskidzki gorole jak se zata\u0144cuj\u00f6m<\/span><\/p>\n

Zb\u00f3jnika, g\u00f3ralskiego, ciupask\u00f6m wywin\u00f6m<\/span><\/p>\n

To po ca\u0142ej dziedzinie hyr g\u00f3ralski niesie<\/span><\/p>\n

Nawet w dolinie w mie\u015bcie a nie ino w lesie<\/span><\/p>\n

Nika ni ma tak piyknie jako tu w Beskidak<\/span><\/p>\n

Bo tutok i gwar miasta miasta strasny i sumi las<\/span><\/p>\n

Sy\u0107ko to razym m\u00f6my to nas ciesy stra\u015bnie<\/span><\/p>\n

Bo to nase Beskidy, nase g\u00f3ry w\u0142a\u015bnie !!<\/span><\/p>\n

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