(33) Warm Pieces - I Know What Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

(33) Warm Pieces - I Know What

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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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ken E Hall 06 August 2011

Dainty words of timeless Adam which is the axis of the world going round, you paint a clever picture...regards

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Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee 30 January 2010

Great poetry is half revealed and half concealed... fantastic telling poetess... ever enjoyable.

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Dr.subhendu Kar 03 January 2010

apple , it is raising my spirit when it is as sweet as you, when something you need and I know what.................. dawn tolls by dulcet tone, verdure riffles what that needs to know, wonderful write by imagery, yet ingenious through eloquence,10++, thanks for sharing

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