Rhine
River running and rolling
Then slackened and stagnant
Barks bowing to billows
Olive water and withered willows
Boys playing on barren banks
Black smoke blown from barbecues
Mists moving though mornings
Icy mud clings to the mooring
The cranes cross in large crowds
Winter mollies the waterfront
White blanket melts despite the whiff
Rivulet murmurs into the Rhine
Spring returns with snowmelt
River sloshes around and across the slopes
First buds opening for the busy bees
Oh, join me for a journey
Along the towpaths and through towns
Through all seasons with sober mirth
Remember
the colors
Bleached doors
Security men in blue uniforms
None left
But
All gone
Blue dots on white doors
Torn out of the hinges
Grey are the ashes
To be filled into urns
The wish for hearts of flesh
Revoked
Empty town
Ghost town
Remember the colors
Red isn't blue yet
But blue turns into grey
Buenos Aires 31.10.2017
After sunshine some rain
Now summer
Weeps
Harvest
the crystals
Harvest the crystals
That come from starlight
Do not let
The wind take any crystals
Empty your lungs
Against the wind
Do not lose the harvest
Let Charon take his break
Empty all crystals
Into Lethe's darkness
If death prevails
Then not eternally
Harvest the crystals
Buenos Aires 31.10.2017
Sacrifice
We sacrificed
Writing hands
Wisdom
Words
Ideas
To the blue steeled sickle
But never said
Yes
Buenos Aires 31.10.2017
Morning
at Beagle Canal
Tranquil morning at the canal
Wind, gust and breeze have ceased
The water lies dark and oily
No ripples, no boat, no rain
An Alaska goose seems to moor
No paddling, no ripples, no movement
Burt some birds sing into the morning
And flower open to spread perfume
All serenity will be gone soon
As day proceeds and wind returns
Ushuaia 04.11.2017
To the
end
Reminiscing This
is the End by The Doors
Let us drown
In pictures
In misspelt tweets
Let us suffocate
In words
In politicians' lies
Let us return
To the origin
To the end
To the end that is beginning
Torres del Paine 07.11.2017
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