Friday Poems / ShortPoems 15.09.2017 / 19.03.2017

Elderflowers

    Deep in

Winter

And

Yet

Drinking

Elderflower

Syrup

Diluted

    With

Water

Ashes

    After the

Volcanic

Eruption

Even

The

Sweet honey

Just

    Is changed

T ashes

Sundial

    The big

Sundial

At

A House

In

Merheim

Had been

Dismantled

But

It has

    Already been

Winter

Merheim – suburb of Cologne, die sundial had been

near the house, where my parents lived early in the 1950ies.

Cologne

    The small

Rat

In the

Suburb

Nearly

Had it

Run

    Across

My foot

Hope

    Spring

Has been

So full

Of

Hope

But

Then

The year

Tends

Again

    To come

To an end

Marshaling Yard

    At the

Marshaling

Yard

Wagons

Bounce

At each other

And

Brakes

Squeak

Everything

As

With

    People

Too

Winter Sun

    The game

Of the

Pallid

Winter sun

On

The

Bark

Of

The

Chestnut tree

The

Message

    Decrypts

Slow - ly

Soul

    The soul

Is not

Made

Of

Space

Line

Point

It

Consists

    Only in

Time

Secret Service

    Do not

Dare

To

Erase

My

Oeuvre

All of

Which

You

Have

Gathered

    Over

The years

Link to original German version: 

http://rheumatologe.blogspot.de/2017/03/freitagsgedichte-kurze-gedichte-03032017_10.html

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