Lyrische Anwandlungen von Niarts und Freunden.
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Springtime Poems II
There are also those rain-soaked days in spring when the sky is overcast but still breathes depth…
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The old Ladies at the Window
The old ladies look out at the window, their majestic shelter, as true royals they glance over their garden, the border fence…
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Springtime Poems
In keeping with the spring, some light poems blossomed, but some are a little cloudy and sometimes they are gloomy…
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The Four Angels
Everywhere is night, there is no light in the world – and that annoyed me. Therefore, I sent out four angels into the world, which should dispel the darkness.
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Good Friday Thoughts 2021
Once again, it is Good Friday, a day on which we become aware of the End, a day in which it becomes apparent that even sons of God can end up on the cross. That makes […]
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Some more English Poems in March 2021
As part of World Poetry Day 2021, some more English poems have been composed, using Pexels graphics to create visual poetics.
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Welttag der Poesie 2021
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.
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Nordic Fairy Tales and Poetry
Over the days I have been delving a little into nordic fairy tales and their illustrations, including those by John Bauer. And while I was immersed in them, thinking about humanity, I wrote some more verses…
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The Secret Garden and other poems…
Three new poems grow in the nights of winter. And here they are:
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Heavenly Night Thoughts
Some people actually imagine heaven as a paradise garden in the clouds with tired angels in it, a big golden garden fence in front and Saint Peter as an usher. I don’t. I have an idea […]
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Midwinter Lyrics
Midwinter is just around the corner, a time of fading lights and deep hope for better times. A phase of inner reflection: time to review, time for enlightenment, for dreaming.
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Autumnal Poetry
Once again risen from the dead, well, not quite yet, some words trickle down from the autumnal lyric tree – say it in English, please…