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von Sleepless Nights

She is a Muslim.
He is black.
They are gay.

Yes, maybe they are.
But can we really describe people in one word?

For example look at me:
I am a Christian.
I am white.
I am straight.

But if…

von Ekkehard Walter

Sometimes my poor soul
is tumbling like a whipping bowl,
often I struggled and fall,
but always I was standing up,
because I want win the cup
and so I do not give up.

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

Here - mother, for your sleeping children,
bedded on newspaper - -
ten baht for a bowl full of rice,
so they can see the morning.

Thanks, Ma´am. In the name
of my sleeping children
bedded on newspaper - -…

Rezitation:
Voice arrangement by Max Berghaus, speaker and Jürgen Wagner, music
von Mitch Cohen

1
At evening an old angler
greets us in rolled sleeves
and gestures past the lake he comes up from:
yonder long folds of earth rising.
Snow deep down the sides clear through June,
he says, proud like he’d…

von Oscar Wilde

The wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,…

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

How often
were my
heart and soul
knocked from my hands.

How often
have I
picked up and freed
heart and soul
from the gutter´s debris –

to offer
both anew

Übersetzung:…

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

- To Reiner -
Stars are hanging
like glistening pearls
at the bosom of heaven.
The coat of the night
covers my bareness,
which is as pale
as the light of the moon.
Selene has lost her soul.…

Rezitation:
Voice arrangement and speaker Max Berghaus
von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

Übersetzung ins Englische von Erich Vio

If you came
deformed, a cripple,
I would hasten to open my door
to let you in.

If you came
despised, defamed and rejected,
I would receive you with joy in my…

von Mary Feen

Sometimes I feel I never could climb up a tree
and then I climbed up already three.
Sometimes I feel so tiny and small
like standing in front of a big wall.
Suddenly the wall is opening like a door,
and I see me…

von Alexander Zeram

Walkin' in the brooding heat
I feel as though l' s canned.
Walking through that desert
my thoughts are growing lame.
If the moon should rise again
and the sun could stay -
if a man made love all night…

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

Behold! 
Lighter than a draft I was.
Just your breath
made me tremble.
I turned around
toward your thoughts
and your glance
made me dance -
for you.

Übersetzung:

MOBILE

von calypso dreams

I'm not sure what I am doing yet,
I just did not find my way, I think.
They talk a lot and they smile constantly.
Am I going to be a part of that?
Do I have to be the same
or could I change the rules a bit?

von Oscar Wilde

Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone
With no green weight of laurels round his head,
But with sad eyes as one uncomforted,
And wearied with man's never-ceasing moan
For sins no bleating victim can atone,
And…

von Jürgen Wagner

So deeply rooted, high unfolded
So straight grown and yet devoted
In every tree, there breathes life
Just go to him with all your strife

Touch and lean on this old being
Take your time and sense and see him
Be…

von Asja Aditi

In the middle
of nowhere
I'm standing
alone
Around me
the waves
do
bust
Around me
the wind
does
blow
I'm standing
still
I do not
sing
I do not

von Ekkehard Walter

Sometimes I wanna be free
like an old wildlife tree.
Sometimes I never would be alone
like an once lonesome stone.
Sometimes I dreamed of a new world
where God is there and the streets are of gold
Sometimes I…

von Walter W Hölbling

one of the Orient’s oldest
and most beautiful important cities
inhabited for thousands of years
by generations after generations
of craftsmen, merchants, artists, dynasties,
famous architects of all styles and…

von Walt Whitman

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and…

von Walter W Hölbling

a morning breeze draws gentle ripples on the sea
dancing and glittering in the sun
at times more serious wrinkles
on the puckered surface indicate
strong deeper currents down below
moving unseen

shaping…

von Oscar Wilde

To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught
Of all the great things men have saved from Time,
The withered body of a girl was brought
Dead ere the world's glad youth had touched its prime,
And seen by lonely Arabs…

von Dieter J Baumgart

Words
are the key
to your soul

Cautiously, I open
door after door

And the echo of my words
lingers on in space

Then I see you

And you
take my words
and hold them
in your hands…

von Annelie Kelch

Heute ist Bloomsday, ihr Lieben,
… and I swear, if I' ll be able to go
- somehow - I' ll go down …
all the funny small streets which
are surrounded with blue, violet and yellow
houses and all the rosesgardens

von Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My…

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

I listened within myself
and heard the sounds of bells.
On wings of birds
and shining gleam
I slid into the sea.
And when I had emerged again
I knew – there was no doubt in me –
that klinging deep down in…

Rezitation:
Sprecher: Max Berghaus, Musikalische Begleitung: Jürgen Wagner
von James Deahl

How strong it seems, with so much gone
Of life and love, to stil live on !
                     - John Greenleaf Whittier -

After midnight the house becomes a tomb of silence,
the spider sleeps ln the darkness behind…

von Walt Whitman

Ah, not this marble, dead and cold:
Far from its base and shaft expanding—the round zones circling,
comprehending,

Thou, Washington, art all the world's, the continents' entire—
not yours alone, America,

Europe's…

von Oscar Wilde

Oft have we trod the vales of Castaly
And heard sweet notes of sylvan music blown
From antique reeds to common folk unknown:
And often launched our bark upon that sea
Which the nine Muses hold in empery,
And ploughed…

von Walter W Hölbling

a special light
is in your eyes
illuminates my soul
and makes me feel
it only shines for me

I am aware
that others, too,
feel deeply touched
by your bright radiance

I neither claim

von Mitch Cohen

    1
I don’t like it here under this rock;
No food, no drink, and I can’t even talk.

    2
"God will preserve thee," soothed the apostle.
I died, and I wonder, "Perhaps as a fossil?"

    3

von Jürgen Jost

A lady from Old Pasture Lane,
gained publicity and fame,
for she was an amateur sleuth,
eager to reveal the truth.

Miss Marple is astute and quirky,
clears murder cases tough and murky.
Her closest friend is…

von Tilly Boesche-Zacharow

I found you, helpless tree -
swaying and dancing in wind,
all the branches full of dreams
I could see
and many drops of dew on them.

When I saw you again
you were without life and destroyed,
GOD in…

Rezitation:
Sprecher: Max Berghaus, Musikalische Begleitung: Jürgen Wagner
von Oscar Wilde

Sweet, I blame you not, for mine the fault was, had I not been made of common clay
I had climbed the higher heights unclimbed yet, seen the fuller air, the larger day.

From the wildness of my wasted passion I had struck a better,…

von Mitch Cohen

        Sonnet for Monique

Hear what a fool you’ve made of me: impelled,
I tune this corny sonnet to the chord
your silver bracelets tingled when you held
me in your arms. Encircled ears implored

for any help…

von Erich Vio

He fought with Death upon the stage of Life
teasing his great Opponent, whom he sought
on foreign battlefields, in civil strife
where people freedom's losing battles fought.
Wounded by shells and bullets, caught with ease…

von Mary Feen

You say you are not thinking about anything.
But I feel you are doing it about everything.
But that doesn´t matter to me,
it is just a kind of you to be
Is it really so evil and bad,
not being the whole day glad…

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