Revelation
Nejnovější a pravděpodobně nejvíc umělecká, pokud se to tak dá říct, báseň z mé tvorby (+ úvod k NA). Jednoho dne jsem si prostě sedla a napsala ji. Netuším, co mě to popadlo. Pořád je krátká a strašně amatérská, ale jsem na ni pyšná, tak do toho, shoďte mi hřebínek.
Echo of horse hooves on paving
Phantom from tales comes slouching
Horse with fur as black as raven
Untamed like eagle in heaven
Carries head defeatly low
In empty street there is no flow.
Rider in dark cloak signs:
"Mankind had crossed his lines."
He always was worshiped and feared
And the reputation was earned.
World became too proud and vain
Wraith's task to try to reclaim.
Vocabulary
echo = fading repetition of a sound
horse hooves = horse foots
paving = floor in cities, from smaller square stones
phantom = ghost
tales = fairy tale, story
slouching = leaning low down
raven = black bird
untamed = wild
eagle = predatory bird, brown
carry = "wear"
defeatly = after loss
flow = stream in the river, or people and cars in the street
cloak = coat with long cover on its back
sign = sound of tiredness
mankind = people of the world
worshiped = adored, given sacrifices and gifts
reputation = the legend of him
earned = real
proud = vain = too high opinion of themselves, lordly
wraith = ghost
task = mission
reclaim = correct, make it good again
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