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von Walter W Hölbling

has been appreciated
over centuries
proven by epigrams and haikus

but the technology
of our time
has made it mandatory
to express yourself
in as few words as possible

in order to…

von Jürgen Wagner

When the clouds pass by
and the morning sun rises,
when the mountains stick out
and a pine me surprises,

when the bad rain has stopped
and the mist has gone away,
I enjoy the the wide view
and the peace…

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 Djava Wanner

Sitting in peaceful places
Upon nature's natural faces
Silent sounds of the river's rushing
The wind with the trees harmoniously brushing

Quiet clouds above calmly passing by
A lake of blue and white that pleases…

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 Jürgen Wagner

I heard the wind, I heard the earth
I heard the cries of a mother’s birth
I heard the stream, I heard the leaves
I heard the bells of Christmas Eves
I heard the sea, I heard the fire,
I heard a song of an Irish lyre…

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 Ekkehard Walter

Oh what a wonderful day,
coming in future, not far away.
Angels are standing on this street,
when my LORD is coming, oh so sweet.

von Kilian Schwanke

excuse me if this is too much
it feels like you're too hot to touch
and when you're gone it feels so rough
my body aches never has enough

my friends they think im losing it
and im honestly not doubting this

von Djava Wanner

Wonder what it's like to be scared every day,
Knowing war and destruction are on the way?
Not able to run and play in the park,
Never camp out in the yard after dark.

A lot of children in far off places,
That look…

von Djava Wanner

Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren't always as they seem.

Sometimes we need someone to call our own,
Especially when we're alone.

Sometimes people just can't understand
Why…

von Edgar Allan Poe

The ring is on my hand,
And the wreath is on my brow;
Satin and jewels grand
And many a rood of land,
Are all at my command,
And I am happy now.

And my lord he loves me well;
But, when first he breathed…

von Dieter J Baumgart

How glad that everybody knows,
that Trumpelstiltskin is my name.

von Alexander Zeram

I died one time - I ain'tgonna die no mo'.
I died one time - and I ain'tgonna die no mo'.
't was a hard time a-dyin' - that I know fo' sure.

First thing I remember - I had to sell my soul.
Yes - I remember - I had sold…

von Djava Wanner

Loved ones are precious
I know this for a fact
And when you lose one
It’s like an attack

I’ve lost some loved ones
To many different things
I hate losing loved ones
But it’s a bell that has to ring

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 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 Walter W Hölbling

in meadows finally released
from the cold grip of snow
spring flowers look so pleased
so happy they can grow

their leaves unfold
their shiny blossoms bring
bright colors back into our world
and make all…

von Walter W Hölbling

when you grow up
in a world where old is not useless
but means connected
to other times that made yours possible

then the weathered beams
of an old mountain farmer’s house
lived in for…

von Walter W Hölbling

it happened once
upon a time

a place with a piano
much wine
& cozy talk
they left late
tied in an amiable hug
heading for their separate quarters
each knew
the other shared…

von Ekkehard Walter

Maybe
one day we shall recognize and see
Maybe
we look at our sins and fall to our knees
Maybe

von Djava Wanner

I know a place where the world is still
where time and space have no hold
I know a place where my heart and
soul are one

I know a place where I rest in peace
where my body is numbed
where my eyes lie open to…

von Djava Wanner

Drowning my heart with his eyes,
Conjuring passion that never dies,

So irresistible the pair of green,
Engraved on my mind a beautiful scene,

Bright, serene and filled with mystery,
Amazing how it sparks the…

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 Walter W Hölbling

find love come back
true soft lips miss
body wrap arms legs
kiss

von Djava Wanner

Upon a nice summer day,
Let’s take a look at Nature’s way.
Breath the scent of nice fresh air,
Feel the breeze within your hair.

The grass will poke between your toes,
Smell the flowers with your nose.
Clouds…

von Sascha El Farra

Als der Himmel noch blau war,
da waren die Engel noch voll,
da gab es noch keine Wolken,
und die Aussicht auf die Erde war toll,
doch dann dann wurde er verboten,
der himmlisch blaue Stoff,
das war dann der…

von Djava Wanner

Can earth be Earth when all its trees are gone,
And sudsy waters have become unfit,

And poisoned life no longer greets the dawn
With raucous sounds that death has caused to quit?

Will trees no longer wave, with limbs…

von Djava Wanner

As I look to the mountains, I dream.

I look to the stars and wonder how far away they are,
and I dream.

I dream of worlds beyond where peace and love are one,
and so I dream.

If worlds like that exist and can live…

von Walter W Hölbling

when the tide is high
fish are splashing on main street
the ground water begins to taste
like the Atlantic ocean
soon Florida Margaritas will not need
salt on the rim of their cocktail glasses
their lemons will…

von Walter W Hölbling

on the first day of spring
my mother died

she had always loved flowers
and had turned
our interior hallway
into a luscious greenhouse
father was not always happy
about the falling leaves

in…

von Antonia Löschner

A deep longing:
the accordion plays
Hungarian melodies.
Melancholy.
Tones in a minor key
descend into the depths of the soul,
to places that can’t be reached
by anything other
than music.

von Djava Wanner

I am the Earth.
Mother of them all.
I'm getting hotter and hotter each day,
I just want to lay and rest.
Let me rest,
I'm dying.

My babies are dying,
The ice is melting,
The sun is burning my skin…

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Englische Gedichte (English Poems) sind schon von daher auch für deutschsprachige Leser und Interessenten an der Literatur und den Gedanken eines bestimmten Schriftstellers interessant, weil sie die Gedichte der englischsprachigen Autorinnen und Autoren im Original und unverfälscht wiedergeben. So manche der Übersetzungen von englischen Gedichten, die man im World Wide Web finden kann, wären vielleicht nicht im Sinne des ursprünglichen Autors gewesen und sind vielmehr eine Interpretation des Ursprungstextes, als eine Übersetzung. Noch schlimmer wird es, wenn englische Gedichte einfach durch einen der zahlreichen automatischen Übersetzer "geschickt" werden.

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