You would think
that watching two generations
grow old
prepares you
for your own old age.
But seeing her face
when she notices the food stain
that has been on her shirt
since breakfast
you realize
it doesn’t.
Tag Archives: poetry
the stain
Filed under Allgemein, small details around me
trust
oh, to be like the tress, shedding their leaves
each one a little love letter, trusting that spring will come.
Filed under Allgemein
of the shy
You think I’m arrogant,
but my shrugging ist just to mask
my not knowing
what to say.
You think my lack of questions
is a sign of disinterest
but what’s lacking
is only the courage to ask.
Only because I don’t join
your chit chat
doesnt’ mean I don’t feel comfortable
in your company.
Walking besides you
in silence,
means I’m trusting you
with what’s growing in it.
Filed under Allgemein, Drawings, small details about me
Hamburg
I proudly present the result of my very first cooperation with the awesome Liefka from Längs! Her words, my drawings. Voilà:
Hamburg…
in dir werde ich altern.
Denn hier brauche ich keine Feuchtigkeitscreme gegen Falten.
Nein,
hier stelle ich mich einfach auf die Straße, wenn das Gesicht mal wieder spannt.
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English version:
Hamburg,
this is where I’ll grow old.
Because here I don’t need moisturizer to prevent wrinkles.
No,
here I just walk the streets when my face becomes too tense.
Filed under Allgemein
reasons
drawing myself
inside out
in order for me and you
to understand
Filed under Allgemein, small details about me
wind
wind
giants awoken
beasts come to live
calling me to dance
Filed under Drawings, small details about me
inner worlds
I like to imagine
that we all have inner worlds
some are evasive
others aggressive
and some draw your attention
because they carry within themselves
the promise of
home
Filed under Drawings, small details about me
seeing
Today I had the rare chance to meet someone and catch a glimpse of their heart.
I was shocked by its vulnerability. So full of hope. So full of fear.
Just like mine.
If only we all had transparent bodies so we could see each others hearts more often.
Oh, the possibilities…
7. February 2013 · 19:23
small details about me 