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Ruhelos
Schwebt die Rabenfeder,
Getrieben von Wind,
Gerupft von Wahnsinn.
Vor kurzem noch rot
Klebt an ihrer Spitze
Das Blut einer Wölfin.
Schwebt die Rabenfeder,
Getrieben von Wind,
Gerupft von Wahnsinn.
Vor kurzem noch rot
Klebt an ihrer Spitze
Das Blut einer Wölfin.
Literature
Love is True North
My lover is a young man with an old soul born into the wrong time. He is wrapped in layers and pages, some we write together...
He belongs to history as well as to me.
The sun rises with him and he goes about his morning ritual, a kiss pressed to my cheek and my forehead before he leaves our bed, a half mumbled prayer whispered into my hair. As I brush my teeth, he holds a soft round bristle shaving brush and paints his face with warm foam while tossing a wink at my reflection. My man shaves with a straight razor that he places in my hand. I’m always afraid to cut him, but he laughs off the idea that I’ll slit his
Literature
Persistence
Persistence
At the end, only the words persist
The feelings,
like flowers in the Winter,
crumble
Just the words remain:
Loneliness,
Emptiness,
Silence
They speak of feelings that no longer fit them
They speak of dreams and desires without echo
Just the words remain:
written in the endless cold of the night
mistaking delirious with hope
My poetry remains singing the meetings
but it's only about the searching
but it's only about the mismatch
My poetic universe is made of black holes
It is starless nights
It is deserted planets
Just the words remain:
"I love you",
"Kiss Me",
"I need you"
These, however, I do not recognize,
They are legend
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For a Beloved Friend, A Blessing and Funeral Poem.
When the road you walk is dark and shadows fill your dreaming head may there always be a glow upon your path ahead.
And may you always hear, even in your hour of sorrow, the placid singing of the spirited lark.
When times call for hard work and perseverance never may your heart nor soul turn to stone.
And may you always remember:
When the shadows fall and bog your path you do not walk alone.
May love and laughter always lighten your days, warm your heart and your sense of home.
May good and truthful friends be yours wherever it is you roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world with a joy that long perseveres.
May all life's passing seasons
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Geschrieben am 06.01.12
Keine Ahnung, warum ausgerechnet das hier noch nicht in meiner Galerie zu finden ist. Denn das Gedicht ist einer meiner persönlichen Lieblinge. Und das obwohl es eigentlich schon ganz schön alt ist. Zeit fliegt beängstigend schnell.
© Belinda Schantong
Keine Ahnung, warum ausgerechnet das hier noch nicht in meiner Galerie zu finden ist. Denn das Gedicht ist einer meiner persönlichen Lieblinge. Und das obwohl es eigentlich schon ganz schön alt ist. Zeit fliegt beängstigend schnell.
© Belinda Schantong
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so kurz und knapp,
dass es einem Welten eröffnen kann!
toll
dass es einem Welten eröffnen kann!
toll