Talk in the ancient language,
Let us hear you rush,
Oh, river-music, awake!
Tell us your tidings,
The old and the new,
Oh, stormwind, let you hear!
You wise old,
Creak and groan your lament,
Oh, trees of all woods!
Hark, human, listen
To wind and sea roaring,
To the sound of the leaves
And to the song of deciduous trees!
Hark, human, listen
To Mother Nature's choirs.
Sing with them again
Entreaties to NatureEntreaties to Nature8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You gave us the sun for our time
And we know that when it will sink forever
Also each life on this planet will be extinguished.
In vain were all hopes, plans
And their fulfilments.
Let our hearts love and not hate,
Let our hands do good whenever it is needed
So that they help and do not kill.
Let our transitory and often hard lifes
Find faith and support with your powers.
With that we put up resistance to
Injuries and afflictions and do not let us
Deviate from our good intentions.
When our lips express our thoughts
Let them always form words of truth and of good will.
And that nobody is harmed in his dignity and reputation
A Magic Night of Sorrow and HopeA Magic Night of Sorrow and Hope9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel that something in the wood is other than usual.
There is a happy mood that is mysterious at the same time.
The senses are sharpened.
Like from afar I mean to hear the music of elves.
The songs they are singing are merry and joyous.
Songs that echo through the night that will not become dark.
Songs, penetrating deep into my soul.
That let me forget this world and make me dreaming.
But beyond all high mountains, under oaks and beeches dense.
There, where the moss has a sappy green and
The light breaks through the foliage,
Lies a pool deeply hidden, legendary and mythical,
Carries a whispering secret, conceals its power in the
Enchanted PathsEnchanted Paths8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fundamentally, the world dreams of a magic subtle and bright.
Here, the nature lies wet with dew no human hand has ever hurt it.
The scent of flowers floats through the air and the herbs wave gently in the wind.
Only a soft melody of elfish nature carried by silence enormously delicate.
Here lie the dreams that will become truth,
Here lies the real power of Earth.
On enchanted paths, born by elven magic
Everything shall be possible and the way is full of wonders.
Dream of an ElfDream of an Elf8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There, where the moon shines on the moss,
Where everything radiates in silver and gold,
Where elves and fairies walk hand in hand -
There is my home.
Where the air smells of trees
And where the greatest secret of my heart lies
Is the place I feel like home.
There, where everyone believes in the good
And where inner values still count.
Where all beings are accepted -
There is in the dark light of the night
The bright moon with magical force and soft shine.
Under the protection of the breathing power of the woods
The forest grants me tranquility and deep spiritual peace.
In the origin of my existence I experience
The connection o
The Story of the Little TreeThe tiny little tree in the wood was very cheerful for it was a beautiful little tree. A lot of animals lived in its branches and a wide stream was flowing along it. It was glad that it stood at the border of a large woodland. In autumn its little leaves were out of pure gold and did not fall off. Its little trunk was shimmering silvery. In spring great yellow blossoms unfolded which were shining far off.The Story of the Little Tree9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
But one shadow dimmed the happiness of the little tree. Bad people came and were clearing the beautiful large woodland. When the men saw the little tree they wanted to cut it by all means, for its golden little leaves could be easily turned
Deeply rooted in Mother EarthDeeply rooted in Mother Earth10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like with thousand fine roots,
Each tree throngs to the depth
Like Mother Earth presented it
With sweet juices of life.
As it is deeply anchored in Her,
Rises to the light,
Under blossoms, under fruits,
Thankful shines and happily lives.
So you gave me power and blossoms,
Gave me fruits. So you are
My little Mother Earth,
I am deeply rooted in you!
Eternal WoodEternal Wood8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
In your halls dwells peace.
With your incessant rustle
You still the longing of my heart.
In silent devotion, the mouth must
Fail there miserably.
Only bird-singing has here the right
To beat the time.
Each tree loves its neighbour,
Together they carry the weight.
Caress each other tenderly with the branches,
Hugs themselves when they like.
For how many animals do you offer
A safe habitat?
For how many flowers do you care
Which trust blindly your protection?
Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
Mother Earth may preserve you.
At all times and forever
You should develop yourself
Life under the Olive TreeLong time ago there happened something fabulous.Life under the Olive Tree3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It took place in a country in which the sun meant it nearly too well with the animals. The soil could keep the sparse water only with great difficulties, if at all. It parched, got chaps and on its glittering surface it formed a crust as hard as stone.
The animals who lived there were true survivors. During the greatest heat they slept in the cool shade of a crippled tree. And in the late afternoon when the glowing fireball slowly sank at the horizon, the inhabitants of this world awoke.
Also Laila and her family belonged to them.
It was still silent under the big olive tree, the habitual p
Willow WeepThe trees on your backWillow Weep5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
will never burst forth into wings,
no matter how filled with birds.
They shade you from a lack-luster sun,
while you allow their roots to curve along your spine;
you never had tree trunk skin.
Gather rain water in your cupped leaves;
pretend you are fulfilled.
Star Child in WinterCarefully, I step on the white dusted grass.Star Child in Winter6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The frozen evening dew moistens me.
It is cold – I do not feel it.
Only the silence of the night is all around me.
My hair becomes entangled in an icy wind.
So that I fear to be blown away.
I reach out for the branch of a tree
To seek help and protection.
In front of me I can see the forest in awesome loftiness.
The trees welcome me.
Finally I arrive at the spot I am heading to –
The clearing – a spiritual place.
I stop in the middle of this circle –
Symbol of eternity, image of perfection.
I wait and only my breath can be heard.
Time seems to stand still.
Then, at last – the cloud
My Old FriendMy Old Friend9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just wanted to see you again, my old friend of childhood days.
I had so many things to say to you
And knew that you would understand me.
Already as a little girl I visited you
With all my problems.
I felt safe with you
And all grief flew away.
When I was weeping in your arm,
You have caressed my hair
With your green leaves,
My old friend.
Today you fell!
I came too late.
You will never sway in the wind again.
You have to lie chopped by the wayside.
Some passers-by do not respect the rest of life
And tear at your green boughs
Which bend to the earth, dying.
Who will give me the peace now
That I found in your shade
Nature's Night SongNature's Night Song10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everywhere cool and silent
The trees spread their shadows.
And I feel, speechless bowing,
That I am deeply sheltered.
It is as if the sky
Has silently kissed the earth
That she in nature's glory
Now has to dream of him.
In the forest, there is a green spot.
It is shady and is clear,
Has still seen anybody
Except the stars and me.
The wind blows through the fields,
The gras waves gently.
The woods rustle silently
So starlit is the night.
Bright, in a solemn bow,
Star for star rises from the wood
And in the hills around nestles
The land and keeps silence.
And my soul spreads
Widely its wings,
Flies through the sile
SpringSummerEach night, an autumn-SpringSummer4 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Blossoms skydive suicide,
leaving branches bare.
Just Another Tree In The ForestWhen all the wordsJust Another Tree In The Forest6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've gathered in my pupils
color my irises grey,
you can find me scribbling
in between my eyelashes.
Brainwaves like lines and lines
and lines and lines
of novels and history books.
My memior is made of torn
pages and found poetry. Brown
around the edges -
old and used.
With ashen fingertips, and
fingers like twigs snapping
underfoot, I will carve out
my trunk and count my rings -
always far enough from death and yet
there is no green left in my branches.
I haven't taken root enough
to feel at home
since I was a sapling, but when
children sit in my hollow,
I howl stories about reaching
Nocturnal WoodsNocturnal Woods11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see the sky, the moon and the earth -
It is the air, the fields and the woods ...
Starlit is the night.
My soul relaxes
And floats through the silence.
Second! Stand still and stay!
You are just so wonderful!
Let all the others move on,
Drops in the sea of time -
The wood does not hear the waves,
But the trees know my silent song.
Leaves are touched by the moonlight.
Stricken by the silvery wonder,
My heart sees the truth of existence.
Some Time in InfinityBut I know there is another worldSome Time in Infinity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some time in infinity.
Some time I will meet you again,
In the light dwelling of continuity.
I lay at the creek and think of you,
Not far from me you are standing.
The water is quiet,
Your leaves do not rustle,
Silenced in my heart as well
Every day's pain neverending.
You give me strength,
You comfort me,
Also in the greatest need.
My thanks are yours,
My good friend, my tree,
Never I would like to miss you.
You are the ashes,
Burnt in many dreams.
But from your ashes,
The diamond is forming itself.
I hold a diamond into the starlight,
Move myself to its radiance.
How the ligh
One of TwoI’d think of something better,One of Two3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But words flow like sand.
Coarse and dry between my fingers,
My brain works as if frozen.
My shoulders ache from the burden,
My mind tires from the struggle.
My heart works to keep me alive.
Still I think of you.
I hide from my own shadows,
Light a lamp to keep them at bay.
I fight them,
And still I think of you.
I feel no greater sorrow,
Than when I can’t ease your suffering,
Than when I can’t grant you aid.
So always, I think of you.
Silence is terrifying,
Because I cannot hear you speak.
I shake in fear of loss,
So never stop thinking of you.
This is the gift I can grant,
My words, so u
The Soul StealerLook at me,The Soul Stealer9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And tell me.
What do you see?
Do you see someone
Who will steal your
Soul, never to be
Returned back to you?
What about a man
Who follows you around,
Only to stare blankly at you
And make you go insane...?
Whatever you think...
I may seem like a monster,
But just give me a chance.
Take my hand,
And I'll show you
The time of your life
Even if you lose it.
You look at me...
And see a monster,
A slender man,
Who's nothing more...
Than a soul stealer.
The Last Poem I'll Ever WriteWhat do I want that last poemThe Last Poem I'll Ever Write9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The very last I'll ever write
To feel like
To sound like
What do I want it to be
What messages do I really want it to hold
Will it listen
Will people listen - young and old?
Will I ever finish writing this piece
Will anybody ever see it
Will I be just venting out
All angry words
My voice RAISING
because nobody hears?
Am I gonna be too tired
To even get to the point of writing the last word
Or will I spend my shaking wrinkled minutes
Crying and wringing the tears out of my handkerchief
My life along with it?
VictoriousFighting off the demonsVictorious10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
In my head
Was no small feat
It took 9 months
Of social anxiety
Of fear that I would be hurt
I never thought I could do it
Never thought I could be this
Here I am
Free from the ties that bound me
For 9 whole months
I thank God for it
I really, really do
FlickerWe follow to concur,Flicker1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
we learn from abidance,
a chain link from glory,
to abuse all our vibrance.
Ignorant to innocence,
waste away from potential,
but our actions still confirm,
that things aren't sequential.
We're a flicker to the whole,
that our schemes will unravel,
but just long enough,
to put our face to the gravel.
World Peace Can Be Achieved.I am a human.World Peace Can Be Achieved.1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I have feelings,
I did not make the choice if I do not know how to for where my mentality ends up.
I do not make the choice where I was born- or the people who influence me. I did not make the choice if others abuse me, hate me, hurt me or change my beliefs.
My beliefs become the beliefs of others, or sometimes public opinion.
I have the same brain, body and operating system as everyone else.
But someone or people and everything i've been through influences, changes, or sets me up to be who I am. Individually or in greater amounts sets my beliefs, the information I read creates my world for what I learn and my perspective.