memory – Scriptorium '77

Sonnet #38: Störung / Annoyance

Wir fallen ein, wo wir die Ruhe stören
We want to tackle every silent spot
Wir fallen auf mit Gossenslang und Chören
We fall apart but care about it not

Burning Memory

Simply leave the curtain down
He said
Tearfully
Then wiped his eyes

Darkest Day on Dublin Bay

I can’t go wrong
Can only walk on
Through this mindless time
Long past my prime

Frolicking With Intent

Frolicking about glimpses of imagination
Passing by the very spot my mind went shut
Seeing tiny unicorns with rainbow tail and golden glitter

VOICES QUIET NOISES

at midnight are the voices quiet noises
through the open door of my balcony
comes streaming in not just clear air

A Melody In Orange and Blue

Capture the light right, she said
demanded almost and lifted her head
full of wool and hair

The Cherry Tree

There hangs a memory about fifth of January
Above the cherry tree of my imagination

The Only Way Is Up

There are abandoned places
You can look at them from home
There are abandoned items
Only seen in the wild

Sonnet #5: Echoes

The sea arrives in calm at midnight shore
Please tell me frankly what you’ve got in store
When arm in arm my friend and I walk on
Because I truly care where we belong