Heidelberg Poems - Poems about Heidelberg

...Copenhagen came into view over looking the industry findings of Heidelberg sinking shores I'd mustered enough nerve to escape his fist his open hand again twisting my arm I still held the st......

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...Growing up in Heidelberg, our family had a chef When it came to cooking, my mom was, how do you say, tone deaf From France, he was. To my mom, her handsome rockstar Our Chef from Paris, Monsieur G......

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...You tell me what's illegal! Nothing can be illegal to me because whatever has been done, this life can never set me free, and that should be illegal for those fame seeking legislators who sent me ......

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...A printer's apprentice is my youth was My canvas a 4 colour Heidelberg press no less A 1000 + tons of solid steel industrial ingenuity That changed and formed the landscape we know today ......

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...In this world this feeling of being secluded and alone with only a cadre of youth that represents innocence and the wilderness In this whole wide world, the conch, the rule to speak some democr......

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...If I a bare fisted foot that a layered leaf once left undisturbed but amongst the rising becomes a glow and fortress is a finger roll and rolling is a non adventurous activity in a nine metre road. B......

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...Limerick: Once Lucy met Heidelberg Man for Nelson Mandela Once Lucy met Heidelberg Man Then Neanderthal and Peking Man Tortoise said to the Turtle: “Where’s your doggone girdle!” ......

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...Each sound free or bound each petal Each quivering utterance bold and round these handicrafts these unthinking feelings flower in the minute t......

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...for Gertrud Widmayer, my landlady at Heidelberg Why in pensive ticking, silent thoughts You wile your time away When all around huge swelling bells Toll the days away! Every hour that announc......

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...for Gertrud Widmayer I am a coal-truck Carrying gold dust. Someone threw some Coal-dust upon My gold-dust. I am a coal-truck In a gold mine. Someone struck a coal vein And piled me full in vain. I......

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...For Ananga On that day when all is dark When I wake on that blackened day Though I wake to find no day I will burn a flower on my tiny finger And cipher the heart of the yelp © T. Wignesa......

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...Unheeded in the spread of his name, quaking Through the knit brow cuddling the sombre eye Twice buckled into the couch of his yearning The mouldy cast of unsculptured hands, moulting In the su......

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...for J.C. Alldridge Flagellant! Flexor of the Temple's Flexuous moulded walls The high reliefs sallying through your Flaunting fingers Wrap the holy-comer with your Invocatory maul While word of Vedi......

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...Chin cupped on the ancient bone of his elbow he spread five fingers to the world: and like a cat on zither strings the hoarse voice of his fathers issues from his forgotten children: ......

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...For J. C. Alldridge Piccolo and been-throated pibroch Dilating dimpled hood Spreading photometric darkroom eyes Waxing waxing matching Venomous lip to music's piping lip O Queen of stung dragon-mou......

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