Maria Barbara Korynt

A Play Of Rays - Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

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
on green grass
golden rays are romping
about then immoderately

it is burning green stalks mercilessly
sometimes a rain to hit it through

the cloud as a warning, and in a minute
hot tongues are drinking the juiciness

indefatigable brightened imps are feeding
on the tired grass

as sun tired with the day, like the
golden spider weaving thin threads,
it will call them to the dream,
on the radial web,
and then they will have a dream
about silver butterfly amongst
white cherry blossoms
and a day...

Comments about A Play Of Rays by Maria Barbara Korynt

  • Rookie ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (11/10/2009 10:58:00 AM)

    excellent write with deep and meaningful images...lovely to read (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,392 Points Indira Renganathan (9/24/2009 11:18:00 AM)

    Nice thematic nature-poem....lovely (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nikunj Sharma (8/31/2009 3:28:00 AM)

    this is 3 s for me - short, sweet and stimulating............also 3 E, exciting, exhilirating and enticing...good write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ahmad Shiddiqi (3/21/2009 4:09:00 AM)

    very reliefing and very suprising! same as when Monet shook the world with his Impression: Sunrise. keep writing! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Dagmara Anna (3/17/2009 7:23:00 PM)

    Subtle poem :) Very nice. I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 30, 2009

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