Maria Barbara Korynt

A Season For Bats - This Poem Is Dedicated For My Daughter Da - Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

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
Maria Barbara Korynt - Daga dream (from 09 IV/2009)

Comments about A Season For Bats - This Poem Is Dedicated For My Daughter Da by Maria Barbara Korynt

  • (7/24/2009 7:15:00 AM)

    This is very good poem. Very good work. Interesting and amazing.DA (Report) Reply

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  • (4/17/2009 6:55:00 AM)

    I felt this
    was Interesting
    A story well told
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  • (4/13/2009 2:20:00 AM)

    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..
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  • (4/12/2009 3:20:00 PM)

    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.

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  • (4/12/2009 10:00:00 AM)

    Wonderful imagery filled with strong vibes (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2009 10:59:00 PM)

    You painted it well in my mind. Nice one. (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2009 10:40:00 AM)

    Hey this was a Good read
    But this is a poem
    you need your poems to flow
    (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2009 9:41:00 AM)

    strange and beautiful...liked it...and thank you for your nice comments (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2009 7:34:00 AM)

    Beautiful imagery
    and though provoking

    A very good one
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  • (4/9/2009 10:48:00 PM)

    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.......... (Report) Reply

  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir (4/9/2009 10:35:00 PM)

    A strange phsycological poem nicely written and metaphorically expressed, fear still prevails even its dawn and the street is empty. Wonderful imagery too. A meaningful write indeed.

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  • (4/9/2009 4:13:00 PM)

    Wonderful penned lines filled with stunning imagery. Nice lines my friend (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 9, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 27, 2009

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