Kästner - for the birds are left
because I think that great ....
"For the Katz
If the farrier fog up the horse,
when moving the turkey in a dream,
plotting if the mother is eating, when the grandfather
cut firewood, when the
Wind sweeps around the corner, if
stirs in the haystack the lovers,
sets when the girl, the laundry -
always said the cat, you want to 'play with her!
As the cat's is many. "(Erich Kästner)
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Cyote Size Comparison
Why grow, why,
this is the life of pure sense?
we are only great in the dying
runs or the time to quickly put?
we are small,
do such great things we achieve,
we are just great,
will not succeed us some small. comprehension
well, it was not a must,
was given to us in love once,
modest as a loving kiss
it was not drum, strive for something higher.
We are stigmatized by society and by us
-imposed duty, the child is caught
passion and this once-clear countenance.
Some wishes will continue to be illusions,
growing, becoming, not have to mean fame and money,
should not rub too much tuned
there are infinitely more in this world.
(em 10/10)
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