Poetry

July 18, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Nicolino Sapio

 

By

Marieta Maglas

 

 

The Toy

 

 

This comfort object is

a physical object.

 

His mother gave him

this object a long time ago.

He knows, now, that

it is only a security blanket,

but this object provides him

a little psychological comfort.

He wants to touch this object,

but he realizes that

it belongs to another space.

 

He enters this transitional space.

 

For the first time in his life,

he sees the first ‘not he’,

an illusion,

an image of himself in the mirror.

 

He has to adapt to this situation

as he adapted to other situations

so many times.

 

He realizes that he has been always

an object,

a toy,

a baby of his mother.

 

He and his mother have been a whole.

 

This physical object is

a creature

having a funny name and

reminding him the childhood period.

 

This creature is a symbol

for a happy time.

He needs to relieve his anxieties.

 

It is a bit of a mental and

physical shock his car accident.

 

He even doesn’t know if he’s alive or not.

He’s going to sleep,

but all he really wants is

to visit Antarctica.

He has never been there.

 

He feels so far away from his mother.

He heard that she died

in the car accident,

that car,

which was driven by him!

 

He wouldn’t do that.

 

He has always felt his mother

as an extension of himself.

 

He heard that the white polar bears

can be relocated to Antarctica.

He needs his polar bear plush toy now.

 

This toy is a comfort object.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Chill Of The Wind

 

 

The soul of this wind needs

No rainbow

But only desperation for a crushing blow.

He blows and blows and blows

Over the life

Of the seeds in the fruits,

And blows again

Over the purity

Of all the creeds.

Much more, he blows

Until everything around bleeds.

 

This wild wind needs to feed

His inner fire, which is a bloody furry

For a sunless time,

And fights an uphill battle

Against any existence.

 

His chills gather speed

While coming down from the hills.

He’s wild enough

To get the naked trees riled,

 

He has been blind

But never kind.

This wind has never been a child.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Butterfly Baby Grand Piano

 

 

A butterfly lands

on a pressed piano key.

Makes the sound be like

a vortex at the wing edge

with a tremolo effect.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Marieta Maglas

The poems of Marieta Maglas have been selected and published in some anthologies at Ardus Publications, Sybaritic Press, Prolific Press, and others. Her poetry was published in Tanka Journal edited by Glenn Lyvers, The Aquillrelle Wall of Poetry Book Five edited by Aquill Relle, A Divine Madness: An Anthology of Modern Love Poetry edited by John Patrick Boutilier, Near Kin: A Collection of Words and Art Inspired by Octavia Estelle Butler edited by Marie Lecrivain, Three Line Poetry #25 edited by Glenn Lyvers, Contemporary Poetry: An Anthology of Present Day Best Poems and Literature Today: An International Journal of Contemporary Literature, both being edited by Dr. Pradeep Chaswal, ENCHANTED – Love Poems and Abstract Art edited by Gabrielle de la Fair, Intercontinental Anthology of Poetry on Universal Peace and Love edited by Madan Gandhi and Chryssa Velissariou, and many other books.

Her work has also appeared in some journals including Poeticdiversity Los Angeles edited by Marie Lecrivain, The Velvetillusion Literary Magazine Alabama, The Secret (La Revista) in Italy, FWM Magazine in the US, Tr?n Thu Trang in China, GNOSIS – A Poetry Journal™ in the US, I Am not a Silent Poet edited by Reuben Woolley and so many others.

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