"Lyrikmail der Woche 05.01.2011
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An Mops


Sei dumm!
Dies wünsch' ich dir zum neuen Jahr!
Warum?
Weil Dummheit in dem alten Jahr
So manches Schöpsen Glück gebar.
Darum
Sei dumm!


Christian Friedrich Daniel Schubart (1739-1791)"

Love Perfect

All love originates from One
we but barely reflect it
like the moon
rational devides in two
love in return for favour
love in return for admiration
elevated divine love almost
conquers selfish thought
love that can offer reason
is rational, therefore not pefect
there is an advanced stage of love
beyond reason - suprarational
it says not
i love because
it says
i love
perfect love knows no because
this can only be understood
in experience.

Zuchthaus

Zuchthaus

zucht
haus
haus zucht
zug
haus
haus zug
mit gebrochenem
schaedel
gehe ich
in das
zuchthaus
auf dem bahnsteig
wollte ich den zug
anhalten
mit meinem kopf

shotgun unloads

wild duck lands on billabong
shotgun unloads, echoes
quietly the brook murmours
in your heart, pain invades
grey bird in bare twigs
makes you think about
your twilight years but monotone
your song resonates in mellow melodies
icicles on window pane, moss on sill, thick
your heart, it bleeds, cries, laments
yet he whispers into your soul
unworded unwooded unblemished unashamed
as you pull, the trigger, releases, detonates
wild dark growing agony
in your mind beside yourself
against a deep blue sky
your sillhouette it quivers
he took it, upon himself
your sin
never fails, but delivers"

scarred

smoke mushrooms up and out
stubble, grass, weeds - cower
metamorphous into clouds
bringing hope for rain
implements scratch the ground
to sow what could become
almost a saviour - but not really
thunderclaps herald
soothing moisture
for scars on the ground"

Can it?

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Dry Dock Bay

"The shipwrecked thoughts
in my receeding bay
gasp for oxygen
as the tide has gone
out to see if the water
is deeper beyond the reef
of loneliness where all the
fair maidens must be
I'm stranded, beached ass
in a dehydrating puddle
in dry dock bay"

I don't mind the fire in the mind

"I couldn't help but notice
that the dead wood
in society when gathered
could make quite a bonfire
if only one could collect it
but my kindling
had been eaten
by the termites
and so the rot
gets hold of more
and more
until we all rot"

Don't lie

You say

you got to powder

your nose

but the powder

is cocaine

I see traces on your clothes

at least that is

what LN said

now

30 years later

it's viagra and ice

you say

you're going to

see a friend in need

who's feeling down

but you're heading

for the cheating

side of town

at least that's

what the eagles said

now it's vampires

and God knows what

you say

you're a credit to your gender

you can do 5 a night

at least that's what

LR said

now 30 years later

you had trans

gender surgery

you're a forgery

you take as many

as you like

except no one

comes

to give you any

you say

where does all this

leave us

and it is

a good question.

The Word

From the beginning

as we know it

the word was

and is God

and even if the word

is not God

God is the word

from before the beginning

if you can not see this

you are blind indeed

if you see God the word

only in miracles

and extraordinary events

you are blind indeed

see it in the flapping

wings of a dragonfly

hovering above the water

hear it in a child

crying for its mother

perceive it in a fisherman

mending a net

God is the word

was the word

and will forever

be the word