Friday, December 8, 2017

Friday Poems / ShortPoems 08.12.2017 / 28.04.2017





Wind
    The wind
Is
Full
Of
Tatters of speech
Prayers
Wishes
Everything
Angry
    And stupid
He has lost

River
    Sometimes
The River
Would
Also
Like to
Enjoy
Life
And go
Out
    Of his
Bed

Meditation
    Keeping
Clear
Laboriously
The brain
For
The whole
Day
With
Meditation
Only
To dream
Afterwards
    While
Sleeping

Dogs
    The dogs
Howl
But
Nobody
Comes
You’re
Going
Through a
Very
    Lonely
Village

Frozen Wastes
    In the ice
Wastes
Of
The north
We
Do not
Find
Our
Way
Because
All
Things
Just
Carry
    Notations
In Inuit

Viking Axe
    So that
Is
The Viking
Axe
The
Which
Has
Shed
A lot of
Blood
Has
The axe
    Shed
The blood?

Silence
    The deep
Silence
Lies
Hidden
In the
Rain
And
Certainly
In
The fog
Too
    Especially
At the lake

Raindrops
    We have
Not
Counted
The
Raindrops
But
Know
About
45 liters
    Per
Square meter

Sleep
    While
Sleeping
We
Cast off
All
Tomfoolery
And
Prank
Which
Accompany
Us
    All day
Long


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