And The Black Scythe With Its Beak of Ibis
by Martine Morillon-Carreau
And the black scythe
with its beak of ibis
I live in
a scream in the memory
No
It was yet
even so
in the ears
A bent broken hoot
so so long to the moon or death
howling
And
like learning
this one
Stop
I say
to myself
But then
Stop
it’s coming
yes
going out
whistling
piercing out
of chest
heart
and farther
bottom of ages
a hole in the belly the guts
all
this found
crossed out screwed up throw away
I
– this read must not paper
and then us
betraying hating love –
haunt
live in a scream
nothing else but
presently
letting filter letting escape
braid with black the white flight
wings to glint
a light toward a peak
and smooth
up to the sky
blue ripples on water
End of the poem
15 random poems
- What Reward? by Winifred Mary Letts
- Владимир Маяковский – Дешевая распродажа
- Robert Burns: A Health To Ane I Loe Dear:
- A beach dawn by Sunil Sharma
- The Amaranth by Vachel Lindsay
- The First Sam Hazo at the Last by Samuel Hazo
- A Dogs Love Is a Never Ending Game by Stacey Chillemi
- On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank poem – A. E. Housman
- Shattered Head
- Николай Карамзин – Илья Муромец
- Don’t Hang Up The Phone by Miraj Patel
- Skyscrapers by Rifat Ilgaz
- Selfish World, Selfish People by Shahbaz Khan
- Echo by Thomas Moore
- Олег Григорьев – Четверорукими ногами
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