The night (Poem with archaic-poetical words)

by Markiewicz Paweł

If it becomes darkly in me
the meek dream comes into being almost never
the mind sleeps in the Dark
the night unfolds its wings
the dreameries are dying
they are jonesing for the lights
I-Apollo am kissing the nighttime
so that a blackness can be there
caliginosity enfolds daydreams
nocturnal fire such a spark
I can fly by night not at all
like owls in night arms
there is only my wishfulness
my spirits cribbing embers
of the murk fire places
I am singing some night ayres
somberly the phantasy of
the dun Erlking shines
with me


caliginosity – darkness
ayres – songs
phantasy – fantasy
Erlking – king of Elves
cribbing – stealing
murk, dun – dark


Paweł Markiewicz – 1983, lives in Bielsk Podlaski – Poland, poet from Poland who wrote same pieces of flash fiction. Paweł was 2007 and 2010 in Forum Alpbach, a village of thinkers in Austria. After experience with poesy, I want to create some good stories.

Categories: Poetry

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