The bench is hard, my hands are stiff
Electric light is in the air
More Departures and Arrivals
Of which my eyes are unaware
A stinging cold clings to my toes
As I read that you are late
I notice that there are white caps
On the trains – and still – I wait –
But if it wasn’t for your face
I would go back to my retreat
If it wasn’t for your smile
I would go home and warm my feet
|
Dienstag, 18. Dezember 2012
Trains
Donnerstag, 13. Dezember 2012
In the Meantime
AA impressed
me much and always marched ahead
AL gave
me hope and later struck me dead
CS, too
often far away, was real at last
DJ and
me, we drank ourselves into the past
FU was a sweetheart
and a guiding light
GR helped
me puke my soul into the night
GS was on
his knees and played on my guitar
JS – a faithful,
lovely friend – still raised the bar
MK and me
shared space and sounds and visions
MW meant many
cups of coffee and decisions
OK – one of
the most stellar guys in town
RR did
not deserve to feel so down
RS proved
that warmth and passion need some friction
RU
experienced both freedom and restriction
SS
survived so many odysseys with me
ST taught
me some responsibility
|
Sonntag, 11. November 2012
It is
It is the I
believe you, the says who
The no I
don’t, the yes I do
It is the killing
you, not making stronger
The no not
yet and the no longer
It is the
that or this, the here or there
The let me
know, the I don’t care
It is the
always now or never
The
everlasting never ever
It is the
dead and gone, the here to stay
The hold me
tight, the go away
|
Sonntag, 7. Oktober 2012
Shelter
The snow starts gathering on your hair
A friendly way for something to betoken
The place has come, the time is here
To heal what’s whole, to rearrange what’s broken
No more wisdom, no more words
No treaties – and surrender – please
A fir tree gives us shelter so
We might just try to cuddle up and freeze
Donnerstag, 4. Oktober 2012
Marooned
(some more lyrics for the as yet unnamed band I'm writing for. This is a song of about eight and a half minutes and it's about a guy marooned on an island, feeling desperate because he was left by a woman. He can't leave the island until he has learnt - to cut a long story short - not to substitute lack of personality with relationships. Before the last six lines come in, there is a two minutes instrumental section so the break in setting and mood isn't actually that striking.)
In this dreamless, hopeless night
A lightning in my eyes / A twitch inside my
hand
Sickening sensations / A sudden strip of sand
Tangled up in tang / My life is washed ashore
These are not the riverbanks / That I was
steering for
Stripped of all my sanity / Struggling to stand
Breathing and marooned / On godforsaken land
Salt in my saliva / I stumble to the trees
The heavens keep on shaking / (Shake) me down
upon my knees
In this dreamless, hopeless night
A graceful spectral light
Can you hold me now I’m wrecked?
Can you help me to connect?
I must know why she was taken
(And) I need answers to awaken
The will to breathe once more
Give me someone to adore
Following the sirens / Groping in the silence
Tiptoeing through fire and / Screaming
As I keep on falling / I hear echoes calling
Me to give it all a / Meaning
Spirit, guide me deep into / the chasms of my
soul
Help me, heal me and / Spirit, make me whole
Spirit, with your guidance / I stumble to my
past
A distant silhouette / Spirit, her at last –
The contours of my once beloved / Motionless
and carved in stone
I fall down at the sacred socket / Dejected and
alone
Gazing up and hoping for / A repentant and
benign
Look upon her past / I see her face is mine
Sunshine in my nostrils / Seagulls – above
ground
I open up my eyes / And hear the rushing sound
Of the waves that carry / my lonely raft back
home
Of the winds that blow / that guide me through
the foam
I’ve cast away dependence / And broken all the
spells
I have become much more / Than just somebody
else
Mittwoch, 12. September 2012
Choosing You Again
Heaving
many sighs
Rave
about a text to sync
Inventing
worlds of touch
Stories
make us go
Tell one another all
Inverting
even jazz
|
Donnerstag, 6. September 2012
Serenity
(I've been asked to write some lyrics for a very promising progressive rock/metal band and this is the outcome for the first song. I realize that the approach to writing lyrics is very different writing "normal" poetry in terms of structure, rhythm, topics etc. Hope you enjoy it - maybe the entire song will be recorded some day. - R.)
My ever dying demons / hovering
behind
The trees to lure me back / into
the mists of my mind
Taunting disbelief / lurking in
their eyes
No belated miracles / no
victorious cries
I ride across the heavens and
gallop through the gates
I silence all the voices that
whisper it’s too late
I sing along with thunder and
bolt into the sea
At the bottom, there’s no air
that keeps on drowning me
Humming songs of triumph / in my
soul tonight
A myriad of sparks / outshines
the lunar light
On nocturnal pastures / I feel
the healing sleet
Wash away the cracks / in the
mire on my feet
In the cloudless sky / no more
birds of prey
Zephyrs gliding on my skin / carry
all the thorns away
Still a sense of triumph / resonates
in me
As I stand here breathing / in
serenity
Effervescent soul
In serenity
Donnerstag, 23. August 2012
Make a Wish
Too much chaos in my mind
Because of all she said
And lyrics by Tom Waits were still
Resonating in my head
I was lost in reverie
And all that I can now recall
Is that my eyes were fixed upon
The nocturnal gypsum wall
It may have been a shooting star
That cast cold light upon my back –
That shed a second’s shine of
silver
Into the shapeless, silent
black
And if it was a distant lightning
Or a car or who can say –
There was barely half a thing
To wish for anyway
Donnerstag, 26. Juli 2012
Lovemelovemenot
He may say
yes a thousand times
But nothing
– ever – will suffice
So why do you believe – me – when –
I wouldn’t have – denied it – twice?
|
Samstag, 14. Juli 2012
Swinging Teabag
Carving
circles in the air
Hypnotize
it with your stare
Mug this final destination
Unexplored
criteria
Teabag,
tumble to your bed
Zodiac,
come set me free
|
Freitag, 13. Juli 2012
Class Reunion
Hey, I’m glad that you could make it
It’s really great to have you here
How you
doing, guys, come in
Champagne,
a glass of wine? A beer ?
Don’t worry, guys, I’m not the boy
With the Bible anymore
Remember how I – yeah, that’s right
Man, I must have been a bore –
You see I’ve got my own address
I’ve changed my name and attitude –
And now I’ve got my PhD
I can afford the finest food
I’m building up my own ideals
A
workaholic in my prime
Money,
self and confidence
Sex and drugs from time to time
But she – she sits there and avoids
Looking – smiling back at me –
And I can see – That she preferred
The weirdo that I used – to be
|
Montag, 18. Juni 2012
Violins
And slowly I approached the village
When I
heard them from the coast –
Maladies for melodies –
I glided over sand, a ghost
I felt a
fire flickering
Behind the
pitch black dunes just when
I saw them
with their instruments
A shoal of oily fishermen
Violence in violins
Disharming me – I guessed that sooner
Or later
they would realize
Their life
was pointless with no tuna
|
Finding You
Rain, an
absent-minded tree
Abandon
each and every limb
Nothing in
our eyes to see
Zeal we
show and still conceal
Invisible,
too soft to hatch
Somnambulist
phenomena
Keys for
someone else’s car
As we have a lion heart
|
Montag, 7. Mai 2012
Over The Influence
You
breathe and listen to my lungs –
Your
wordless sounds of happiness
Keep
resonating through my flesh –
Our
hair is still an awesome mess
__________
I
breathe too fast and try to listen
But
your words are meaningless
Liquid
demons rampaging –
I
don't notice your caress
__________
In
restless dreams – a miracle –
The
two of us – an empty street –
We
don't feel the broken bits
Of
glass that cut our dancing feet
But
rum – is burning in the wounds –
– My
blood – congealing – in the sleet
Donnerstag, 19. April 2012
Inferno
A pleasure 'tis to see these flames
Burning down your shabby shire
At pandemonium I stare
My soul at rest, your arson fire
Conditional Claws
If I fail to feel connected
To your hymns for him
And if I cannot feel the love
In each and every limb
Anymore
If I struggle hard to hide
My disgust from you
And if my heavy arms won't wave
As freely as yours do
Anymore
If I have unlearned by heart
The lyrics to your song
If I don't feel the inspiration
To dance and sing along
Anymore
If it tears my soul apart
To believe in souls
And if I can't abandon that
Which – deep within – controls
Anymore
And if it's always been this way
– It needs to be confessed –
Indeed, it can't be all my fault
For I have done my best
And cannot do
Any more
Mittwoch, 7. März 2012
Mind Less
Brandy, candle, pen and paper
And nothing comes to mind
But I don't mind – I've seen far worse
Nothings of this kind
Second Sight
As I took a break this morning
I saw you in the corridor
I didn't care much, to be honest
I'd never seen you there before
Your rather inconspicuous figure
Didn't take me by surprise
And I admit I wasn't struck
By the beauty of your eyes
I didn't feel the need to turn
My head to look at you again
I didn't feel you were someone
That I would want to smile at then
In any case, I didn't wish
And didn't know in any way
You'd mean so much to me that I
Would love you by the end of day
Samstag, 18. Februar 2012
Hail the Loonies
I heard there was a secret dog
The piglets played, it pleased the hog
But you don't really care for our kind, do you
Well it goes like this, the horse, the cat
The minor frog and the major rat
The baffled crow composing Hail The Loonies
Hail the Loonies, Hail the Loonies
Sparrow, I've seen deer before
I've heard the wolf, I've smelled the boar
I used to live in town before I knew you
I've seen the flag on the magpie's arch
But trotting's not a victory march
It's a bellowing and lowing Hail The Loonies
Hail the Loonies, Hail the Loonies
There was a mole that let me know
What's really going on below
But peacocks never show up here, or do they
But remember cock-a-doodle-doo
And the holy goose was moving, too
And every breath we mewed was Hail The Loonies
Hail the Loonies, Hail he Loonies
Hail the Loonies
A Charly Good Fellow
You know – when times are hard
And expectations great
And finally at Christmas
Dear Carol comes to see me
And enters my bleak house
And brings along our mutual
– – friend –
I start to drink until
You twist and turn, o liver,
And I think to myself
What the dickens...
Donnerstag, 26. Januar 2012
Hours
You told me that you were – like me –
Unsure about which way to follow
You told me that we had the same
Disturbing thoughts in which we wallow
You told me that sometimes you felt
You couldn't take it anymore
When the moonlight on your sheets
Never seemed so bright before
You told me that insomnia
Had got you in its grip as well
Had got you in its grip as well
And that you too, you counted all
The endless echoes of the bell
You're miles away and every inch
Just makes me feel so low
I wonder why we can't at least
Not sleep – together... you know
Stop Swimming
Six fifteen, I lie awake –
There's a whirlwind in my head
I feel that there can be no doubt
That – really – God is dead
Half past ten and time stands still –
“Have mercy – on me – if you can –“
My lips suppress a sneer about
Someone's – so-called masterplan
Ten to one, a full canteen –
Thoughts of incarnation –
A power strong enough to want
To lead these faces – to salvation –
It's four, I can't withhold a curse –
As I hear cathedral bells –
I'm scowling at the leaden clouds
That seem to rain on no one else
Midnight and the night's too bright –
There is no other way I see –
I clasp my hands and whisper words
That he may give you back to me
Abonnieren
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