Poems in August 2021, Part II
We live in unpleasant times, so the poems are also as gloomy as the sky in Lauchringen.
We live in unpleasant times, so the poems are also as gloomy as the sky in Lauchringen.
While I was tidying up, I found a few poems on my desk that I had overlooked so far, perhaps because I wanted to overlook them….
In July, the sun is still high when there are no thunderstorms – and before autumn sets in, there are a few words to say…
Thunderstorms pass through the Klettgau countryside, rain falls and letters drip onto virtual paper…
In summer, the light shapes the truth that comes to our minds as melodies, or, if the times are not musical enough, as words….
It is Pentecost – time for some lyrical words on love, confidence, faith, the nature of sin, guilt and forgiveness.
There are also those rain-soaked days in spring when the sky is overcast but still breathes depth…
In keeping with the spring, some light poems blossomed, but some are a little cloudy and sometimes they are gloomy…
Am Sonntag, den 21. März 2021 findet der Welttag der Poesie statt, eine literarische Form, die durch die digitalen Netze und Poetry Slams neu aufgeblüht ist.
Three new poems grow in the nights of winter. And here they are:
You might think that the magic would be used up in 2020, with all that has happened. But it hasn’t! You just have to find it …
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