A Season For Bats - This Poem Is Dedicated For My Daughter Da Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
A Season For Bats - This Poem Is Dedicated For My Daughter Da
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
there is a season starting from today, a strange man is saying,
of bats which, here are just arriving
I am looking with fear, when are landing on the pavement
it looks like the blooming lawn now with May
only there are completely different flowers here
abdomens from the thin cuticle slippery pale
they are a matter of concern - not harmless associations
and backs covered with shining feathers
black and are gleaming the same as shoes applied shoe polish to
one of them is trying already to attack me
kind of I was sentenced to the eternal penance
but my subconscious ordered me to plan
the one, entire slimy covered with thick glue
it wants to me probably to stick already forever
violently I am pushing out and I am making a success of it
the coating on my forearm is staying
of still shining of his black wing
this situation transfixed me and become repulsive
when with morning dawn then again I am looking into the mirror
into the window - I am pale, still empty street
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Maria Barbara Korynt - Daga dream (from 09 IV/2009)
Different Dark Beautiful imagery and though provoking A very good one
strange and beautiful...liked it...and thank you for your nice comments
Hey this was a Good read But this is a poem you need your poems to flow more........
This is very good poem. Very good work. Interesting and amazing.DA
absolutely wonderful penned, , came within a warm feelings from a pure loving heart to whom a writer care about.. great my dear great poet.. hazem al..
It may just be the use of the English language, but the writing of this is hard to read. It seems to go in starts and stops within sentences. There are places where the words fit together and places where they don't. This hurts the effect of the very descriptive language. This is a fair piece overall. GW62
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This real abominable bats and the repulsive bats of difficulties tries to stick to us forever...........but as one repels the bats one should reples the difficulties and not allow them to stick to our soul............Good Write..........