Maria Barbara Korynt Poems

Above all an ignorance complicates the human life.

We don't know, what the every second man
...

a play of the sun rays in a glade
is a riddle for me whether the sun isn't abusing
its competence
dropping this hot a weapon
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You are wandering the maze of the life
not seeing the purpose or the meaning,
and after all you know that the 'royal road'
is leading where the beginning and the end
...

the spring will come more quickly,
than anybody expected it.
the climate for us is changing itself. this way are
telling you, from the forecast.
...

is running uphill

uneven and sandy dirt road
...

thick forest
the stranger invited to bilberries
in the grove was many of it
with navy blue formed
...

if with memory remind those words,
unscheduled touch, that smell, dust
of the road, appointed out with duty,
...

it is rolling, now, and it is carrying you
are looking for a pretext,
to finish or to throw to the table.
...

Perhaps you want to play
into the tomato?
Do you have the slender skin?
It you are good for playing.
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I don't have my face for effect, it is only
to serve humming for loud gales and the sun
when me grows older, it a map of the world
on my face, leave a time, and show
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