Maria Barbara Korynt


A Coolness Of Fresh Water - Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

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

the sun is burning
with the heat,
is threatening with bubbles.

around green.
the sun is already squeezing tears.
on eyes I put leaves.

coolness of fresh water,
is restoring the will to live.
heat is teasing.


Comments about A Coolness Of Fresh Water by Maria Barbara Korynt

  • Ken E Hall (9/16/2009 6:08:00 AM)

    More to this poem than meets the eye....here in OZ the animals
    plants and Aboriginals are experts of the Sun's heat and finding the
    cool cool water thanks for the read
    regards (Report) Reply

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  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir Naseer Ahmed Nasir (9/16/2009 4:53:00 AM)

    Nice poem. Water and heat (warmth) both are inevitable for life. (Report) Reply

  • Indira Renganathan Indira Renganathan (9/14/2009 4:08:00 AM)

    Never mind if the sun teases..because only when there is heat we know the need of cool water....and vice versa....a good nature poem...thank you (Report) Reply

  • Nimal Dunuhinga (9/10/2009 11:04:00 AM)

    I too feel the coolness but Maria when it boils we curse? (Report) Reply

  • Leslie Alexis (heaven Is My Home) (9/7/2009 4:23:00 PM)

    I agree with Adeline.. it is wonderful the coming of change due to H2O (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster Adeline Foster (9/3/2009 2:47:00 PM)

    At first I said, Oh, she is an artist, then thought better of it. Whatever this is about it does resonate in one's thoughts.
    Adeline (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 3, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 3, 2009


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