Deep in Black Forest
lives a good-natured ghost
whose eyes are like Nebula
a blurry blue
He Slithers along
steeply falling terrain
where ravine-like dark valley
drops deadly low
Every Lunar night
near Cascading waters
He camps to sing by the grave
of his lost girl
Serpentine river
dragging along cold air
gushes forth Myriad rifts
roars with the ghost
All through the white night
he wails, whispers with Lilt
at dawn he disappears with
Phosphorous smile
Categories:
black forest, imagination,
Form: Free verse
he was raised by trees
a fur king in Germany's black forest
few met him, as he seldom transmogrified
posing as a harmless sapling by day
howling rage by night
Categories:
black forest, animal,
Form: Free verse
Germany’s favorite black forest back in her day
Knew how to distribute her leaves right away.
They formed a beautiful orange and red sea.
As pumpkins grew on vines in numbers of three.
Witches and warlocks came to get a tiny peek.
They were excited by the leaves they did not seek.
Because the leaves were magical, followed them home.
Making their spells easy, turning into a gnome.
Was this magic we did or magic done to us?
They asked others, without much of a fuss.
Germany’s forests have a mind of their own.
Better take the leaves back to their blessed home,
Categories:
black forest, autumn, travel, tree,
Form: Rhyme
the half-filled glass
of Black Forest wine
moon shines on her parted lips
3/21/2020
Categories:
black forest, drink,
Form: Senryu
Black Forest Cherry Cheesecake
bathed in chocolate
topped with foamy cream and nuts
a scrumptious delight
on cold, frigid nights
comfort food
Yum!
Categories:
black forest, appreciation, food, image, imagery,
Form: Epulaeryu
In the black forest matter without mind
Falls by its own weight between each drop
Rain happens that way when branches break
Collapsed by forces of nature to the ground
Sunshine is a mistake
Where light penetration is not
Remains sealed inside without escape
Below a canopy of green shrouded in mystery
Crisp leaves there to catch the woods one and all
Forest creatures sink into oblivion at the sound
Into puddles fit for drinking without clouds
In the black forest matter without mind survives
Falls by its own weight for another days design
Categories:
black forest, deep, endurance, image, life,
Form: Free verse
Limerick : Once a Firebrand Fräulein from the Black Forest
Once a Firebrand Fräulein from the Black Forest
In winter went out to cut wood sans vest
In fact sans Lederhose
Nor even horse fire hose
So she got fired on wood with zest.
or
So she got fired for good in jest.
or
So she got fired by Crook in earnest.
or
So she got fired in crook by Earnest.
or
So she got fired with Earnest in the nest.
(and so on and on…)
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
black forest, humor,
Form: Limerick