Vrijdag 31 augustus 2007
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Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:42
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Vrijdag 31 augustus 2007
the land behind the horizon
i can not go
the way to
your pain
even if
i touch, so close,
your hand
loneliness
is for me
an inaccessible
shadow
my help will be in vain
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:35
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
tender devotion
wandering about
with almost closed eyes
half seeing
over her vulnerable
body
she has inevitably
sucked me down
into her remaining existence
wrapped into
a white layered gown
with almost closed eyes
half seeing
over her vulnerable
body
she has inevitably
sucked me down
into her remaining existence
wrapped into
a white layered gown
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:08
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
pirouette de charlotte
de présent
ma favorite danse,
une fillette
ému,
propre et tendre
une pirouette
réaliser
très refiné
et glorieux
rêver
dans un moment
silence
et touche
ma passion modeste
comme on connait
rarement
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:04
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
without words
is smaller
than your
vulnerable hand
your feeling
more refined
than my
fair mind
hold out
your hand
touch
my heart
i give
myself
accept me
do
give yourself
then
i accept you
vertaling: ulrike kappler
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:02
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
close your eyes
my heart
is smaller
than your
vulnerable hand
your feeling
more refined
than my
fair mind
hold out
your hand
touch
my heart
i give
myself
accept me
do
give yourself
then
i accept you
vertaling: ulrike kappler
is smaller
than your
vulnerable hand
your feeling
more refined
than my
fair mind
hold out
your hand
touch
my heart
i give
myself
accept me
do
give yourself
then
i accept you
vertaling: ulrike kappler
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:01
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
sarah, my fire my smoke
surrounded by
green-petalled hedges
on an undulating field
while twilight
is approaching
her pallbearers
who she has loved
are stepping through
finely ground gravel
to lay down
her tender resting body
on broken brushwood
her last earthly stay
i also bear
what she bore
in all silence
as she never
asked for it
our tragic chilliness
a muggy wind
incensing her naked body
already stiff
disburdened form external appearance
yet she is like this
the beautiful silent dead
who merges in fire and smoke
the fume
that joins heaven and earth
a bond of eternal pain
vertaling: ulrike kappler
green-petalled hedges
on an undulating field
while twilight
is approaching
her pallbearers
who she has loved
are stepping through
finely ground gravel
to lay down
her tender resting body
on broken brushwood
her last earthly stay
i also bear
what she bore
in all silence
as she never
asked for it
our tragic chilliness
a muggy wind
incensing her naked body
already stiff
disburdened form external appearance
yet she is like this
the beautiful silent dead
who merges in fire and smoke
the fume
that joins heaven and earth
a bond of eternal pain
vertaling: ulrike kappler
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:01
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
tell me who i was
when i try
to avoid dying
i cannot
prepare for my past
"i have been"
i will not be able to say
"I have been"
that i am
i cannot clarify
my death makes
that my past is
created
an erected monument
for close supporters
the club of what doesn't stay forever
vertaling: ulrike kappler
to avoid dying
i cannot
prepare for my past
"i have been"
i will not be able to say
"I have been"
that i am
i cannot clarify
my death makes
that my past is
created
an erected monument
for close supporters
the club of what doesn't stay forever
vertaling: ulrike kappler
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:00
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
la lumière s'étient
noir
emprunte
sa force
d'une puissance sombre
la manque
de lumière clair
m'a dirigé dedans
le soir
s'approche
l'esprit de la nuit,
au travers
emprunte
sa force
d'une puissance sombre
la manque
de lumière clair
m'a dirigé dedans
le soir
s'approche
l'esprit de la nuit,
au travers
Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 10:59
Woensdag 29 augustus 2007
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