Anna Sykora

Fünf Dunkle Gedichte

 

 

 

backwoods outing

here must be humans
cans and wrappers strewn like leaves
hunting should be grand

 

 

 

vacation spot

 

dozing in our dome

you may hear a human voice

just disregard it

 

 

 

witch's regret

 

nothing left to do

but shut the door sweep the floor

polish all these bones

 

 

 

visitor

 

in the cracked mirror

green eyes staring back at you

nobody you knew

 

 

 

mother mine

 

mother mine your place is here
where you may stay and sleep
ravens hide in the snowy pines
the lake lies dark and deep

keep walking daughter carry me home
for why should I leave you
when you've got a pair of sturdy legs
and strength enough for us two

the harder my sorrow all these years
you have ground me down
now get off mother gone and done
or must I sink and drown

the waters split into an O
and rippled like a snake
as the young woman tossed her locket away
alone beside the lake

 

 

 

Anna Sykora has to date placed 388 poems, mostly genre, in the small press, and 142 stories. Writing is her joy. We welcome her to the Danse. Anna writes from Germany.