#149 (drowning my fears)

 

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photo credt: Matthias Geh

the paths between light and dark

glowing in shades of blue and yellow

I drowned my fears in deep sleep

stuck them to a fairytale

I made up from some restless bits

meeting some monsters on the way

sometimes all it takes is

a frame to collect my scattered thoughts

to herd them back into

this fleeting focal point

I trapped them in a blinking box,

tricking myself into

the illusion of control

 

18th June 2017

 

 

 

 

#84 (vaporized liquorice)

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photo credit: Matthias Geh

 

sweetness

flooding every second

of his fractured memories

as he is washed

ashore

riding the fleeting

light of dawn


kissed

by Venus’ calm

his sorrows fled

into the constant

yellow glow

of streetlights


six crows

and a black cat

spun a nightmare

of feathers and fur

heavy and sweet

like vaporized liquorice

inhale, exhale

the scent of

nevermore


*12th December 2016

#81 (fragile tiny flutterlings)

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photo credit: Matthias Geh

silver threads

fell out his face

his eyes

were red

ablaze

wild horses

rode along his spine

sly beetles bit

his heart


surrendered

to the dark embrace

of heavy dreams

he lied

in slumber’s swamp

and resting

on his chest

there was

a cup of finest

china


partaking

in some dreamish glories

his feet were twitching idly

and in between

two shallow breaths

a butterfly so lightly

like early morning’s finest ray

it flew into the white

within that finest

smooth embrace

it fluttered and

then died


dawn

threw his rosy veil

and soon

said hero’s eyes awoke

the dusty cup it fell

and broke

within the dust

some trace of gold

two silken wings

the story told

of queens and kings

and fragile

tiny flutterlings


9th December 2016

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hoch sensibel

niedrig schwellig

schlaf los

werfe worte in den mixer

unbekümmert auf hochtouren


ein paar stunden schlaf

der große traum

und all die kleinen, filigranen

schmetterlingsträume & ich

fliegen über den horizont

fallen gemeinsam vom rand

der welt


 

hinauf in den wirbel

meiner vorstellungskraft

oben ist unten und wo unten ist

habe ich vergessen

niemand weist den weg

ins zentrum der erinnerung


highly sensitive

low threshold

blending words

freewheeling on high speed


a couple hours of sleep

the great dream

and all the small, delicate

butterfly dreams & I

flying beyond horizons

falling from the edge of

the world


up into the maelstrom

of my imagination

up is down and I forgot

where is down

nobody knows the way

to memory central


 

*matthias geh,  3rd February 2016