This is Ween, the pumkin stone
he looks quite lost in thoughts and lone
but if you call him: „Hello Ween!“
a smile might show up on your screen 🙂
Hello Ween!
Kategorie: Englisch
Golf
As a green is far from a tee
Golf is what has been to me
till the day of yesterday
when I got to see the play
of the masters of the world
with their clubs and how they hurled
the little ball
towards the hole
towards the pin
impassioned and in hope to win
With birdies and with bogeys too
they made the game so great to see
I quickly got to understand
the rules
how many pars at hand
below, above
a hole in one
a dogleg
how a putt is done
Once a ball lands in a bunker
it gets more difficult to conquer
out of the fairway, it’s to say
one has to catch up with his play
Requiered is no handicap
and a little bit of luck
And lucky was this time a guy
who never won before that high
and me of course
without remorse
was happy that I saw that course
carousel
First of all
it was a dream
And in that dream
he has been
a turning carousel
in its center was a well
and from this well
rose a fountain full of joy
and his eyes, oi oi oi
were wide open to the sky
joy was here
joy was there
joy was simply everywhere
Well…
I must tell
in fact it wasn‘t only joy
a cactus has been there as well
on a shelf
and himself
still as the carousel
he went around
till the cactus fell
on the couch and on the carousel
Auuuutsch!
By the way…
the couch as well
was full of joy
it wasn‘t her’s
and wasn‘t his
it was unpleasant
well, of course…
she had to clean it
from the joy
the couch and also sunny boy
from the cactus dorns and dirt
and on her lips
a prayer word
because…
I have to say
It wasn’t anymore a dream
nor was it a tale
the carousel came into real
out of order
of control
but…
it was funny after all
they can tell
Vier Jahre auf WordPress
I have no words, I can’t express,
what WordPress means to me but guess
it means not only words – for sure
not only press – it means much more
Brig in words became a part
of my life it’s in my heart
I love to share and in response
I got some precious WordPress friends
to WordPress and to all of you – thanks!
red bull lady
Red bull lady
A magic appearance
poured out to the ground
in the glare of the street lights
How many will pass without notice
just tramp on you
on their rush home
and in an instant you will be gone
like the one who threw you on the floor
Do we still know how to be amazed at the silent miracles that come about every day?
five diamonds
Normaly my best guests.would give me five stars
This time I got five diamonds. Vincent showed me some amazing card tricks
I was blown away!
But beside the tricks Vincent also shared a personal story with me
I was deeply touched
You amazed me
magic boy
with five diamonds
in your play
but more than that
you touched my heart
and for a moment life
was like a magic card
sadness inside
Sadness inside
no words can describe
how missunderstood
I am
how can I live
how to go on
with so much grief
in my soul
still like a hammer
I hear your words
knocking my head
and it hurts
unfortunately yes
I did hurt you too
despite all I wanted
the best for you
it’s you and me
there is no blame
begging for love
in that unpleasant game
would you not come
be offered my hand
give me a chance
to understand
better than silence
are loving words
healing power
for broken hearts
why people say „Scheisse“ all the time?
one of our guest traveled through Switzerland,
when he often heard the word «Scheisse» which finally inspired him to wirte this poem
Scheisse is not such a terrible thing
doggys do it naturally and owners put it in the bin
Scheisse is done by thousands of us
there really is no reason to make a fuss
one cannot get upset how many times a day
a sense of relief, often I say
Scheisse comes in all shapes and forms
but please keep them off my beautiful lawns
the Student
to a beautiful girl
Happy Birthday
to a beautiful girl,
who races through
and gently glides
like an awe inspiring whirl
she gives a twirl
like nobody else
and touches each
and every face
a mind so sharp
like a cutting board knife
from which so much love
flows immeasurably deep
and joy and emotion
is shown to seep
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when I rise
When I rise
a new fresh morning
when my soul
again comes back to me
It wakes me up
and tells me all the stories
all my dreams
and where I went to be
Oh, how I long
how much I miss your presence
when I heard
I was all night with you
If only could
a day return those moments
and when I rise
you would be next to me
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