There's no such blade
that would be sharp enough
to slice one of one's shadow.
I grab and tear mine away, though,
kneading and reshaping it
like wet clay soil
in hope, maybe
its blackness won't scare you.
From the shapeless mass,
I yearn to give a familiar form
so you may recognize me
from even taking a glimpse at it.
You know, my shadow never lies,
always telling the truth
showing its real face,
even when mine betrays.
"Du siehst! ein Hund, und kein Gespenst ist da.
Er knurrt und zweifelt, leg sich auf den Bauch.
Er wedelt. Alles Hundebrauch."
"You see? He's no phantom but a dog.
He snarls and watches, crouching on his belly.
He wags his tail - all canine habits."
(Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe: Faust, Act II,
Before The Gate, translated by Peter Salm)
Categories:
bauch, creation, for her, for
Form: Free verse
A LITTLE LAUGHTER FIVE
Betty bring venom
Curly bimbo lemon thigh
Rogue queen Jacky Denim
Vague swoon droll, droll, untie
Ninja gnome Rebar watch
Makes ramen bacon olive sushi pizza
Spoon vying maple onion grass gumbo-bauch
Jimmy heard Kathy cryin meets munch
Liter laugh fived break bread
Quick syrup cocoa sweet drink
Betty think droll vying slide lauch dariN girls
Jacky, Kathy party broil eatin twist candy stink
Water crush years later heart dance
Eatin drink party piece gnome release
Every vague swoon droll human unite
Ninja gnome,Jimmy, Betty, Jacky, Kathy, Rebar watch
Liter laugh fived break bread
2/19/18 2018©
FOR CONTEST: A LITTLE LAUGHER FIVE
SPONSORED BY: Edward McCall
Categories:
bauch, appreciation, dance, engagement, food,
Form: Free verse
I live in a barren wilderness.
Thoughts of those I miss are few.
Nothing but the midnight sky to watch.
For leaving them behind I have no bitterness.
Although this world all but feels like deja vu.
For this existence is but a splotch in mine reality.
Some of my previous life's are coming clear.
All of these memories will soon accrue.
Upon a greater reality of one I will try to drink away with hard scotch.
Be it through this life or the next I am alone for that Is my fear.
Upon my next dream I hope I will be with them again mine Bauch.
Categories:
bauch, absence, anxiety, deep, lonely,
Form: Curtal Sonnet
Essen
Buch, Bauch
Fahren mit Raad, Magen, Bauch
Auto, Bauch
Spazieren gehen, Lemonade, Magen, Bauch
Na, was soll das?
Gehen wier Essen?
Categories:
bauch, adventure, allegory,
Form: Free verse