poetry

[bananadong]

Glass bead game in the head

Come and hold me!
Lie with me on the sand of thought
And sing with me the sunset song.
The waves caress our bare feet
And travel with us home... home.
Holding hands we ride, relaxed, like good wine.

The light catches in us and makes us whole.
Come and hold me!
Lie with me on the sand of thought.
I whisper to your heart visionary verses
and seduce you to thoughtlessness!

[bananadong]

Dialogue with a face in a poem

Love stands there made of stones full of hurt
And indulgence. With my faults about? I read
Brokenness, sadness and pain. Why so sad?
I could comfort you! I could hold my heart to yours.
I'd scrape your soul from the road and eat burgers
With you in the canyons of Arizona.

You write that you are blinded by these lies.
the truth only in shadows. Creeping quietly along walls
and the doubts of others melt you down.
I could comfort you! I could hold my heart to yours.
I'd scrape your soul from the street and eat burgers
With you in the canyons of Arizona.

You ask for a hope, just tentatively, silently almost
And that you want to keep looking, though hopelessly, yes,
mortally wounded. Oh would you but open your eyes!
I could comfort you! I could hold my heart to yours.
I'd scrape your soul from the street and eat burgers
With you in the canyons of Arizona.

You feel like you're only alive because the fear of death is
Is even stronger. What if the grief went on in dying?
What if your painful longing were immortal?
I could comfort you! I could hold my heart to yours.
I would scrape your soul from the road and eat burgers
With you in the canyons of Arizona.

[bananadong]

In the ocean of dreams

In the ocean of dreams, life is boundless.
And longing builds a bridge through the waters
Of lust.
I can have all the women then, but they chase me
A scream tears my nocturnal when I awake in fear
I awake.

[bananadong]

Maja II.

Leave out the comas! Laugh at me you breathless one.
And aim deep inside me. Don't set any traps!
Be afraid...
Love!

[bananadong]

you say

you say I should choose
between you and her

that's so cruel
I love you both

you want a decision
but feelings are affected

You won't win me this way
You will lose everything

[bananadong]

every day

every day the same questions
should i shave
should I put cheese or ham on my bread?
do i want some music
which scarf fits to my shirt
and - should I call you

[bananadong]

Glasperlenspiel

memories of tomorrow 1

rolling balls of glass
are not the messengers for those
who descend from clouds
and announce the end of the game

[bananadong]

Glasperlenspiel

memories of tomorrow 1

rolling balls of glass
are not the messengers for those
who descend from clouds
and announce the end of the game

[bananadong]

From dusk til dawn

It was not a cockcrow that woke me today,
but the rumble of the night gone by
that vanished as soon as it discovered me
and had to realize that I had woken up.
A new morning that joined me,
that threw itself with light to blind me,
capitulates in the urge - so God reward -
in the cry the crows send pain.
The view prevents fog, and figures
blur, become sick in the dull glow,
Melancholy: the soul to manage
Be released and lost in this being.
Leisurely the day goes the way of the times
defeated in the cycle of constant euphoria
and swings in the infinity of the wide,
of the great space that cradles us.
The dawn holds the entry in the next hour
and announces that the light, which was barely born,
has now inflicted this wound
in that the dark blue is chosen as the ruler.