micro poetry – Page 3 – Scriptorium '77

heads up!

have been out and about
when there was no cloud
have seen
too much

Time seldom moves back
Circles, spirals and dark roads
Bright light in your back

Always on the edge
I’m walking like a le(d)g
End this day in tears

Nur eines möcht ich heut noch sagen:
Der Tee ist wieder einmal kalt

make place
for the turmoil of my pace
let me die with grace
make me living

This rotten tooth of doom
Spills unforgiving beans
Along the empty street
In front of it

Wenn ich ins Dunkel schaue, sehe ich immer am meisten
Da erkenne ich die Bilder in meinem Kopf

emotions fly
south of the Pacific
dip into the water
stay with the fish

I’m ready to race
Shooting my mind into space
To cover the truth

tell me again
when the moon disappears
when worlds collide
that’s a blessing