Maria Barbara Korynt

Maria Barbara Korynt Poems

I am outside the range
and very well
nobody will reach me
unless I am willing
...

She is falling softly on the floor with thin muslin
Taken down nervously from shoulders.
As will o' the wisps on swamps
Hands turning white with glow of the moon
...

this dream is beginning in the street when at night
carefully I am looking at the more and more dark sky
and suddenly I see creatures some strange are flying
degenerated though similar to reptile-birds
...

still sleep and dream,
before the first ray will wake you up.

let weakness and sadness leave you
...

You are searching from the morning
for the oasis. It is only a mirage.
Don't delude yourself.
You didn't want to listen
...

depth of your eyes
attract me as the magnet
and I am drowning
in them
...

here is many door. and you always
hit into my most. often when there is no me.
you are stopping. and you are entering.
in order after oneself to leave something.
...

and there no pain...only the...BRIGHTNES


dying quietly in the morning
...

love isn't asking, when it is taking into the captivity.
love doesn't ask but it is forcing his way by force
then you have trouble when to sleep you cannot
you aren't sleeping after nights and you are mixing
...

Already sleep
and sweet dream

Darling...
...

I am going I am going
I am going I am going...
one step, two, three.... nine....
ground floor, first, second, third,
...

like with rainbow stripes

the separated blueness
...

you want to con me, like waters,
straight into the fist,
until bluish purple
...

quietly and sadly
then again empty gardens
the park also emptied
...

I am taking the pale cheek out,
not for effect, I am searching for rays.
a skin swelled.
...

you are humming a melody
under the nose
whom you remember so well the past
is returning with refrain
...

thought that it was a sweet bird
chick, darling baby
therefore very much firmly
he was surprised
...

she dissolved golden rays
of long spikes of the wheat hair
and with the eye being on fire
tumbled down into his reflecting shoulders
...

the evening is lying down on my shoulders
a time of warm breaths is coming
magic of the evening under eyelids
...

heart...well is beating
it only appoints the clock tact
of passing moments
of hours caught into the trap
...

Maria Barbara Korynt Biography

I am writing the poetry and the prose. I am not shunning the satire and little literary forms miniatures, haiku, tanka itp.) happen for me onself to write texts of songs.I finished the journalism, but I having a job, running the own educational company. Writing is my passion to whom I will be able to entirely devote the time only when I being retired. I am inviting to read and comment. Thanks and greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt)

The Best Poem Of Maria Barbara Korynt

(33) Warm Pieces - I Know What

I am outside the range
and very well
nobody will reach me
unless I am willing
but to it isn't becoming overcast.
the black cloud covered the
bright image for me and those days
became unimportant
for me
for us
I am not having to break heads
in order to invent anything
I can only shout insults at who deserved it
I always search
for a tart
apple, it is raising my spirit
when it is as sweet
as you, when something
you need
and I know what.

Maria Barbara Korynt Comments

Ian Bowen 18 September 2009

A member with over 800 scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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Ian Bowen 16 September 2009

A member with over a thousand scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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Ian Bowen 16 September 2009

A member with over a thousand scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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Ian Bowen 18 September 2009

A member with over 800 scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

2 0 Reply
Ian Bowen 16 September 2009

A member with over a thousand scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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Thabani Khumalo 26 December 2015

Maria is always a fun and interesting read.the lady have her own style.. one i enjoy

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Maria is always a fun and interesting read.the lady have her own style.. one i enjoy.

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Ian Bowen 22 September 2009

A member with over 800 scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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Ian Bowen 18 September 2009

A member with over 800 scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

4 0 Reply
Ian Bowen 18 September 2009

A member with over 800 scores of ten...very few of the poems have any comments. Makes you wonder. I have placed scores of 6/10 on her work on so many occasions, only to see them omitted and replaced with a 10/10 a few seconds later. Makes you wonder.

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