a house in lock-down
keep all those words for heavens
gate
i have found my dream comes as
rice an’ corn
chased with
wine an’ beer
a new world
where it’s best to sit with bricks
around
or at least
walk among them all
masked in glory
a house in lock-down
keep all those words for heavens
gate
i have found my dream comes as
rice an’ corn
chased with
wine an’ beer
a new world
where it’s best to sit with bricks
around
or at least
walk among them all
masked in glory
he was far out on an old tin
with desolating winds
and no name
to be heard
you can see how our names
had drowned him
who, past doubting spray,
groomed resurrected hope
like bearded sage
juno strode with each returning tide,
but now she has gone forth,
an ancient bell
the other night he saw
a thing so close against his world,
mildly in its place, surely,
with its thousand inlets
more than his name
or prideful poverty
hands
the first star
could write my head in deep darkness that fills my cocoon
all my dreams
will be back around for work based purposes
– a single night –
forgotten
has shaped these days
with its back against the wall
as it walked by my side
but i did run away again
delight
a little too tight
created this world
from a lost otherworld
boundless joy has come once again,
with its arms above!
elles must be saved
the love-bird whistles
after this
particular loss
we may fly
she said with pleasure
they were so joyful all day long
just another chapter for
when your feeling has become
blurry through
‚i’m sure you’re right‘
i saw you
as you watched me,
but to love
i thought
you‘d meet my ear;
and shaped a word you caught
from rain and thunder
Eines meiner Gedichte wurde in einer sehr gelungenen international ausgeschriebenen Anthologie veröffentlicht.
Ich fühle mich geehrt, mir mit so vielen herausragenden Beiträgen Seiten zu teilen.
Auf der Premiere werde ich auch lesen.
https://www.literaturraumdortmundruhr.de
One of my poems has been published in an outstanding international anthology. I feel honored to be part of this amazing potpourri of poetry. I will be reading during the premiere (see link above)
my unconscious
seeks
bliss that shall blast
a thousand dreams that shall pass
and yet…
i am but an afterthought
a world in a jar
i was born a giant
a great black and white
i can make things better
and yet…
i can’t applaud
Wie eine stürmische Klingel
Schellt
Das Kratzen des
Zerklirrten Geschirrs
An den Fliesen
Ganz so
Als wäre es gerade noch
Nicht zu spät
Als wäre noch
Jemand anwesend
Dabei
Liegt der Sprung
Schon hinter uns