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yew@diasp.eu
YA

hm... on New Year's Eve I read the following poem aloud:

EINFACH SO

Sich in der Hingabe bergen,

ins große Wagnis der Liebe,

Sich keine Sicherheit errechnen,

nur eine Gewissheit haben:

den Tod.

Vielleicht kann man so

das Leben erfĂŒllen.

~~ Christine Busta

SIMPLY SO

To take refuge in devotion,

into the great risk of love,

Do not calculate security,

have only one certainty:

death.

Perhaps this is how

to fulfill life.


~~ Christine Busta

#ChristineBusta #poem #lyric #gedicht

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libramoon@diaspora.glasswings.com
libramoon

A Little Night Music
#poem #scorpio #lyric

She appeared
out of the night.
Dark mystery arousing
curiosity,
distraction, concern.
(When will I ever learn
to let these heartbreaks
in the making
pass me by?)

Voodoo of attraction,
sacrosanct intimacy.
Impelled to submit in throes
of flagrant ecstasy.
Do what you will with me
in our secret rendezvous.
Then relinquish me to go
back to my wastrel ways.

She grabbed me with such force
I felt I could die.
And that was just her eye
pulling me close
to continue
our conversation.
Great conflagration
arose in my heart.
So adept at her art
of igniting
imagination.

Cruel fate
mocks nocturnal fantasies.
Yet, swept up in delight,
facing dualities,
the wrong and the right,
I too easily sell my immortal soul
for her eternal night.

She tastes my sin
drip laughing from my skin.
I freely forswear my life.
Fierce pierce and suck
lunge in the for kill.
There’s no greater thrill.
We descend into dark fall.
Fade into shadow before approach of light.

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yew@diasp.eu
YA

FÜR MERLIN

Leiser geworden ist die Herztrommel
und hörbarer die Oktoberstiller.
Sag mir ein Laubwort, kein trĂŒgerisch grĂŒnes,
mach mir die Vielfalt des Brauntons vertraut
und zÀhl mir diese sanften Schneebeeren zu
fĂŒr ein letztes Geschmeid.

~Christine Busta

FOR MERLIN

The heart drum has become quieter
and more audible the October silence.
Tell me a foliage word, not a deceptively green one,
make me familiar with the variety of brown
and count me these soft snowberries
For one last supplication.

~Christine Busta

Christine Busta (23 April 1915, Vienna, Austria – 3 December 1987, Vienna) was an Austrian poet. [+]

I share this poem as Andrea et moi are just into Mme Busta a lot...

#ChristineBusta #lyric #poem #poetry #word

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arnica407@diasp.org
arnica407

Makes me feel meek
"Come heed me, my brothers, come heed, one and all
Don’t brag about standing or you’ll surely fall
You’re shining your light and shine it you should
But you’re so heavenly minded, you’re no earthly good

If you’re holding heaven, then spread it around
There’s hungry hands reaching up here from the ground
Move over and share the high ground where you stood
So heavenly minded, you’re no earthly good"

John R. “Johnny” Cash (1932-2003) American singer-songwriter, guitarist, actor, author
“So Heavenly Minded, You’re No Earthly Good”

Voutube of complete song

#music #art #lyric #politics #economy #johnnycash