Tell me a whopper,
do as you’re told.
Poets ain’t people,
we are insane.
Hands in a steeple
nothing is plain.
Think of a mother
caring and soft.
Kind to each other.
Swing in the loft.
Rabid in temper
dropp of the hat.
Fidelis semper
skins the gray cat.
Do not ask Noah
who built the arc.
Spermatozoa
swim through the dark.
What is the measure
of a good man?
immortal treasure,
not Peter Pan.
to fly themselves to Italy,away from winter misery.A flock of sparrows soon were packingtheir luggage for the lengthy trip,one sparrow though was clearly lackingthe energy, he meant to skipthe annual, exhaustive flights.He also was afraid of heights.The tribe took to the air at dawnbut Cedric offered a big yawn,went back into the empty nest,convinced his…
One day I found inside my boxno sandwich but a pair of socks.And from that day attached two locksand called my lunchbox lunchbox Knox.
An intellectual curiosity that possessed this lad,did not bestow the capability to save his hide.They had a bully problem in the hometown school.It led to quite embarrassing events.He’s followed home by bullies, as a rule,it ended with a desperate race to friends,whose houses were not locked and gave asylum.Once INside one felt safe and cocky,…
on all my birthdayslooked outin vainfor one small signfrom her who wouldnot everlet me go.The boy had learned,of coursefrom lifeand souls alikethat talk is notjust cheapbut can be usedas ready currencyto catch a fly.Or on occasiona little boy.All boys,when youngare wholly ownedromantics,who neednot only milkbut, often,a dose ofsweet Manuka Honey.I praise the Godswho in their…
Yes, the devil is malehe lives in the detailand for me, he’s the sommelier.
Und faellt er in das Reich der Traeumedann saegt der Ehepartner Baeume.Es ist schon manchmal kaum zu glaubendass uns’re Sinne stehlen, raubenund damit klar Duplizitaetbeweisen, wo kein Hahn nach kraeht.
