Dagmar Westphal and Gabriele Hartman
Regardless of the way
a spring cheese
Ouvertüre
Snow showers
accompany the pilgrimage
the sand martins
around slender birch trunks
wound a blue ribbon
my night still gray
the tulip guard stands at attention
in front of neighbors hangover
deepened in father's face
his smile - opened
the album of yore:
Moonlight caresses yellowing,
shaking hands.
Autumn trumpets sound
for the source stone that dark tone
Second sentence, first part
Loses again
my longing for words
in the thick fog
there is something to carry me
and hold me when I fall -
shiny eyes
Polishing school leavers
the stumbling blocks
flee on bare feet
hugged silently by the shadow
the big pointer
We shouldn't be overtaken
wait a little?
your patience in the end
worthless: neither good nor bad
Second sentence, second part
Stormy mood
behind the handcart
a male conversation
regardless of the way
the dragonfly sheds its skin
ruffled smoke
the fellow student leans
relaxed back
his thoughts wander
to those distant hills
Cherry lips
the gentle curve between
Heaven and Earth
lying in the grass look like
the cloud cuckoo home is growing
Third sentence, first part
Colorful awnings -
the ice cream seller back
from Italy
old blind listening
the buzz of a Vespa
in pairs around the lake -
just look at the great crested grebe
take heart
forged rings
gradually they become narrower
Time itself supple
to be released from frosty
Clasp - now
her waltz has faded away
A high at the turn of the year
Third sentence, second part
Hailstorm shredded
Winter seeds tattered
shelter
Evergreen on porcelain
curiosity in their eyes
how old how precious
it may be so awesome
the brush stroke
Lowered eyelids ... candles
spread fragrances
bare branch knocks
the roof hatch - Luna closes
the star curtain
Chestnut flour by the stove
a steaming quiche
Epilogue
Now its glow
already pale - the carpet of leaves
breaks under the boot
protected amphibians
rest at the edge of the forest
the conductor
lifts the baton the whispering
strengthens to the hurricane
dries the dripping hair
dancing meadow children
white azaleas
next to the blackboard ... her screeching
at the letter A
Thank the sun - joy flows
from all pores: it drains!
Legend
Dagmar Westphal lives and writes at Celle
Gabriele Hartman in the Westerwald
Overture: F, F, F, V, H / M, H
Second movement: H, V, L, L, LV, V; S, S, V, V, F / B, F
Third movement: F, V, L, L, W / V, W; W / V, V, V, H / M, H
Epilogue: H, V, V, F / V, F / B, F
F = spring, S = summer, H = autumn, W = winter,
V = various, L = love, B = bloom, M = moon
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