Best Erik Poems
Paintings
- Impression: Sunrise by Claude Monet (1840-1926)
- Deer in Stream by Philip Goodwin (1881-1935)
Red sun climbs an impressionist sea
climb
Boats and waves dance a gymnopédie
time stands still
Doe and her fawn in a dawn reverie
they drink from a stream in their tranquility
They taunt me
whispers and shadows and vague silhouettes
still haunt me
Vainly grasping for words to explain
why?
Empty questions shed tears in the rain -
I don't know
Was there a season of darkness we missed?
A wave of emotion we somehow dismissed?
Au revoir, dawn
wondering how we will make it through
with our fawn gone?
//Dedicated to my Uncle Don and Aunt Betty whose son Andy took his own life at age 19
Lyrics may be sung to Gymnopédie #1 by Erik Satie
Gymnopédie - a dance of ancient Sparta
Impressionism - a movement of the late 19th century in both art and music with which Claude Monet (art) and Erik Satie (music) are most often affiliated//
Written 5 Aug 2022
Whittchurch picnic, favorite days with my relatives,
Many years ago, a beautiful picnic by the lake.
We had a nice picnic table by the lake,
Our brother Tom found this magnificent place, thanks Tom.
Good company and delicious foods,
i have a picture of this good experience at home.
We bought a bucket of Kentucky fried chicken and
received a complimentary beach ball,
The children enjoyed playing with the beach ball, they would toss that to and fro.
Tom with young Patrick, Frieda and his wife Gail,
Mom with her sons Kirk and Erik and grandfather Wolf and grandmother Erika.
We had sunny beautiful weather especially for our picnic,
Went for a walk, a seldom excellent place.
I like to recalling these experiences,
Days with my relatives, very harmonius.
Years later I visited my parents and their spacious trailer at Terra Cotta,
Our mother was waiting to greet us with a glass of champagne.
They have beautiful walkways,trees and chipmunks and squirrels,
What a scenic place to visit.
The traditional old-fashioned picnic is very popular,
We have many good experiences with our relatives.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
HEED, my words
for at its end
his name will be
future seafarers
guide like that
of a star
HAIL, the winds
they come from the north
and just yon, a star
that none need attend
and in its glow
a wake of vessels
single sails all
HOLD, bold cold challenge
ill tides a new land
banished from their own
a place painted green
the night's of wars
brought a new day
HOME, a settlement
lay the foundation
later to be called
history or
his story
HOPE, son well in years
will make his own mark
but for now
its father's time
Red hair, beard, temper
ERIK the Red
An Evil War
They walk the plains of sun-dried grass,
together in a row;
the mothers, with their young ones, pass
to search for food and go
for miles with thirst to find a drink;
as dry season appears.
They walk along, each one in sync,
alert with eyes and ears.
On different paths, the males walk too
to feed as they patrol,
and somehow they, with inner clue,
all find a water hole.
And peacefully they live their days,
adapt to nature's reign
that serves them well to drink and graze
and procreate their strain.
But space in their domain is less...
encroached by humankind,
uncaring of the crowding stress
they leave on them behind.
Still worse, they have become aware
of threats of crueler kind,
and learned to watch, to hide, beware
of horrors which they find.
So oft they see a sight disturbed...
sprawled out along their path;
a member of their precious herd...
they trumpet loud with wrath.
They stop and mourn like humans do,
stand vigil, shocked and chilled;
caress the faceless friend they knew...
who for his tusks...was killed.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Evil Is Everywhere
Sponsor: Brian Davey
Judged: 10/08/2016
BBC News: The War On Elephants: April 28, 2016
"Bloated and eerily upright the large adult elephant was still standing where it had been killed - just next to the stream - its face hacked off....It had been fleeing the carnage in the mud 100m or so away, where the remains of four other adults and one young elephant lay fallen and disfigured, their tusks and trunks all taken for ivory and meat. Like a macabre statue, this faceless animal stood as a landmark to the horrors of poaching, of the ivory trade, and of the mass slaughter of the last remaining elephants in central Africa...
“It's worth so much more than just the animals. It's about trying to stabilise a whole region which has been unstable for decades. It's about trying to basically build peace. And that is why we wake up every morning, why everyone fights this war, and why we try and save the elephants. It's about basically saving Congo. On 23 April 2016, three rangers were killed in a fresh clash with poachers. Park manager Erik Mararv and another ranger were badly injured."
Erik Erikson, I swear! !
Young adult
But I don't want to grow up
No no no
Take me back to Industry vs Inferiority
Around the ages 6-8
My best years so far
I was very healthy in my developmental stage
It was well achieved
Per the books
As I continue on these stages
I look at my watch and I see that I still have some years remaining
It seems like I have some mess to clean up
Slow on the playing
Clear on my directions
As I achieve the greatest virtue of all, love!
My mind’s eye preoccupation,
I am captive to my guiding light,
the source of all my equivocal influences.
Erik Satie under the moon,
Shadowy contours
against a nocturnal silver sky,
my subliminal ambient impressionism.
I am walking a shrouded path,
trudging through murky ponds
where I find the silhouette
of cattails swaying against the moon.
Here, I inhale
the night wind bouquet
from which the violet violins
play through all my dreams.
Published: PS: It's Still Poetry January 2022
Good memories of our parents and grandparents,
I thank them for the blessed years with them.
i remember when my sons Kirk and Erik and mom came to live here,
I would drive my children and my little sister Antje to school.
I had a turquoise car, an outdated Chrysler model,
Then I would bring them back home to the big old house.
Help the children with their homework,now Kirk is a Civil Engineer,
His brother Erik became a Chartered Account.
They both graduated from university,
Their parents are very proud of them,
I resumed my studies at York University,
And have an equivalent B. A in Arts and Education.
Even though Walter, their father was divorced from me.
We had happy years of marriage with our sons at the beautiful house,
My sons married, Kirk married the beautiful Jenn at a Muskoka wedding
Erik married the pretty Lisette , they had a Hawaiin wedding that was very
nice,
We had an Elvis Presley house across the road, very enhanced and beautiful.
They rebuit our parents house and I found their house on the computer.
Good memories of the big old house where we lived and played together,
Went on picnics at the Jack Darling Park and tossed the frisbee.
i thank God for guiding and keeping us safe,
Good memories with our paents and grandparents.
author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
Erik Erikson
described U.S. culture
as stuck in adolescence,
and a more feminist Erika Fromm,
or Erik Erikson,
might have added
Nationalistically stuck in patriarchal adolescence.
Yet in the normal course of biological events,
and spiritual evolutions,
each life,
individual and cultural,
unfolds a rudder.
Each rudder has a Tipping Point,
acting like a pre-deductive
adolescent-curious
rudder,
manipulated by a health-intending navigator,
like the pre-ramp lip
on a wheelchair ramp,
inviting a more cooperative initial push
or final descent
in helpful on and off directions,
left and right,
up and down,
in and out,
back and forth,
Yang ecological economic maturity
with Yintegrative adolescent revolutionary politics,
nondual faces of one co-directing intention
toward recognizing limitations
and liabilities
of competitive adolescent behaviors
too patriarchal LeftBrain dominant for fully mature unfolding,
while also appreciating more cooperatively slow
and steadier
eco-flowing assertions
to politically co-enfranchise matriarchal RightBrain
integrity of improved developments
of and for Tipping Point maturation.
A man named Erik sang a drunken lyric on the way up quicken this limerick a field for the horses the name of course I will take it by force sang the drunken Norse unleashing ire a land this limerick
I remember the exclusive Walt Disney days,
We used to travel there with our parents.
Stayed at a beautiful timeshare Limetree, Sarasota.
Then we visited the Walt Disney kingdom.
Father Dr. Wolf would drive us there,
We bought tickets for Walt Disney world.
Our parents were just the nicest parents you could know,
There was a parade when you came to visit.
They had many activities, my recollection of those days is limited.
Many nice boutiques, I purchased two T shirts for Kirk and Erik,our sons.
We would walk along the white sandy beach and collect sea shells,
Then we would travel to St. Armands on the bus for twenty-five cents.
We dined at the exclusive harbor restaurant and the hotel restaurant,
Our mother and father used love to take us dinning.
Our timeshare was right on the beach,
You could walk for hours, what a beautiful sunrise and sunset each day.
Author:Gwen von Erlach Schutz
gymnopedies pieces -
minimalist miniatures
Tribute to Erik Satie
Anti-social at its finest
I'm Johnny Unitas
Nobody’s highness
I hate drugs
I hate when people rely on highness
Yes weed heads turn into junkies
My crush when I was 16 is now a flunky
Lord please lay your grace on Paul and Chunky
Chopin chickens
Using Noonie's kitchen
No the chicken isn't baked, fried, or rotisserie
It's the chicken for the vixens
My brothers missing
To be real with you my brother died
Heroin left his brain fried
Heroin left me without an Erik
Oh he's in a better place
That response is generic
Do you see what I see?
Maybe you need a dosage of carrots
Thank god for friends Jade and Jalyn
They deserve a merit
Slangin chickens makes more money
Than my 2 jobs put together
Rashadtnae changed my view on heffers
I'm clutch but clever
I can't stand to lose another person to drugs
So ties will be severed
It's not whatever
I take it serious
The only way I can talk to my brother again
Is in spirit
Choppin chickens
Piano flippin
Everybody is either selling or doing drugs
But I wanna be different
21
21
I hate the sun
But I'm Angie's son
Rocky couldn't handle the responsibility of being a mom
So the state took her kids and let her run
Having my name in your mouth must be fun
Having my name in your mouth must be tasty entertainment
I love when people hate me
It’s anti-love so how could I hate it
Anti-social
21 forever
I am hopeful
Anywhere But Here
But Louisville is all know
I love the locals
I love Sharleeta
Love wouldn't love without hoes and cheaters
Lord Jesus this world
It's so drug ridden
Chop me up before I chop a chicken
Does it look like I'm playing?
Does it look like I'm kidddin?
Kidding around with heroin
Is how I lost my older sibling
The day you were born you are mother and father's miracle,
You were a very calm baby boy.
Walter brought baby Erik and mom home from the hospital,
Mom could stay at home with you for a few months.
You learned to walk and talk,
Loved to read storybooks with mom and dad.
Liked the Fischer Price toys,
Playtime was your favorite,
Then you went to school,
Learned to read and write.
Enjoyed sports, like soccer,
When we lived with grandma and grandpa and mom.
Went to Lorne Park Elementary School with your brother Kirk,
Received good results at school.
I would drive you Erik, Kirk, and Antje to school and back.
Then you went onto graduate from school,
I remember you winning the jelly bean contest and won a jar pf jelly beans,
when you went to Ellwood.
You went to Humberview Collegiate,
I am sure there are many good memories there.
Graduated with your favorite female escort,
I remember the holiday we had in Collingwood where we enjoyed skiiing.
We stayed over the weekend, dinned.
The miracle, that took us two hours to get there. I was still driving in those days.
Your mother's handsome escort to the Federation of Teachers twenty-five year dinner.
Where mother was photographed with the Director of Education, we had a nice dinner.
The nice picnic at Wittchurch with all our relatives,
We bought a bucket of Kentucky Fried chicken and had lunch.
Then there were the days at University where he studied to be a Chartered Account.
Got married to his childhood sweetheart Lisette.
Had a beautiful wedding in Costa Rica.
Sent mom the pictures of the wedding, very beautiful.
Went to live there because the climate was warmer,
Lived in a nice apartment with his beautiful wife.
I remember the days when we shared a Christmas holiday at the Limetree.
Upon arrival we received a Santa and a bag of oranges.
That was such an excellent vacation with Antje, grandma and grandpa and mom.
We met the Thornes, Regina, Eric, Cliff and Tina.
These are beautiful memories,
God has blessed us with them.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
*AUDIO of Gymnopédie No.1 by Erik Satie YouTube.
LYRICS by numbers.
Gymnopedie No 1
so this, 0:01
is how,
it feels,
to be, 0:09
at rope's end, 0:11
where I thought,
I had first formed. 0:18
.
start at, 0:20
the end,
where it,
began, 0:28
no beginning, 0:30
thus thinks, I have no end,
no more dichotomies for me, 0:44
free to be, 0:51
everywhere,
here and there,
no point, 1:00
there's no top, 1:03
or bottom,
there's no left,
or right, 1:16
released, 1:17
from,
countless aims,
that propose,
thoughts distinct, 1:31
that exist, 1:32
occasions, 1:34
gauge, not, 1:39
want not,
end not,
start not, 1:50
challenging, 1:51
measure,
just ask,
or request,
the boxless,
wanderer,
the answer comes,
the answer goes, 2:11
there's a directive, 2:13
that I'll attend,
I'll progress,
I'll succeed,
and ascend,
a righteous claim, 2:31
doers are doing, 2:34
and
doing are doers, 2:45
nothing's different, 2:47
subjects are objects,
same similarities, 3:00
tis fate had prepared my table for me, 3:13
number's up, knell rung, 3:17
my Supper at Last, 3:21
... begins! 3:25
2022 July 25
V is for valuable days and nights
A is for all that God blesses us with parents
L is for the love for our relatives and the companionship
E is for the beautiful memory of Erik and Lisette's wedding on Valentine's Day
N is for new and refreshing days and nights
T is for the lovely times together
I is islands and holidays and friendships
N is for the nice weather God sends us
E is for every miracle we receive in our lives
Loveis for a favorite celebrity and friend
Outstanding is for accomplishments and appreciation
V is for verses very friendly and kind
E is for eternal art and classical friendships
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz