Angst Imagism Poems

quirinus kuhlmann
 

From Dark
                  angst.shame.
                                      comes Pain

From Light
                warmth.peace.
                                      with Joy

From Night
                sleep.relax.
                                      in Ease

From Day
                pluck.praise.
                                      to Please

From God
                faith.love
                                      with Grace

A kulmann variation...

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A distressed soul
Rising from the grave
Slogging through the morning mist

10/04/2023...

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Earthquakes

Shaken up my dreams
Shaken up my home 
Shaken up my family
Shaken up my body

Destroyed my soul
Destroyed my existence
Destroyed my peace
Destroyed my tranquility

Wiped out my heart
Wiped...

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First there was you
Beautiful, full of hope and courage.
You stood there at the very edge of the cliff,
Breaking out...

Far beyond you was me,
I looked at...

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Wake up! You awake to cliffside turn-tables--mountains crumble into the divots of the record; mountain goats float upon ethereal notes. They bleat in conjunction with...

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Seeming atmosphere of

Cosmic indifference:

overcast blank sky

meets the wintry forest

and the trees:

pervasive and tangled,

wet black boughs

drip drops of rain,

tragic, bitter tears....

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Footprints on golden sand
Ripple mark daydream
euphoric blind crossing another nonplus
blue-sky wish fulfilment in pursuit
tantalising infinite quest so faraway...

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She was thinking of locking the door to that room
and never going in there again. 
And yet, she enters, despite her misgivings,
tears trickled down her...

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A lone wayfarer, searching eyes
Tired feet, looking for respite
A journey long, waves of heat
A bench then falls upon her sight.

It rests below a mighty tree
Placed...

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She smiles, trying her best to suppress the pain,
not wanting to upset me.
But I see the strain collecting as tears in her eyes,
her hand in...

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Hunger and Pride

“Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”
“But I’m hungry,” cries the wolf,
Snarling to intimidate me.

“Take the bone; I don't want it.”
And the wolf...

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It springs like rain on mown grass
Winds murmur over quiet pines
No hoofbeats of horseman lost
No limpid water from deep springs
oasis lift from arid sand.
Barbarian rides...

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Lake Alma Hills
                      ...

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For both 
low and great

     For no one 
     Time and 
     Tide...

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Our worldly obsessions
have marred and blurred 
the glorious vista of the Sky.

They've stifled our urge to go
far beyond what lies beyond,
to doubt what is, to...

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