BlogHide Resteemsrainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / If she's calmafter the sparrowhawk attack the talon-marks show a puncture-wound below each wing if the dove is quiet if she's calm bird-flesh heals fastrainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / How to TranscendIt can be any one of us. How to pass over limits, rise above needles in the hand finding a port in a vein? How to get over the prepping with marker pens, not writing but being written on? How…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / Snow seeks a formI'll never arrive on moving land in shifting skies I need the map of another planet No valley or hill no roads, no cars in a white shell I'm hearing the sea who's hidden the stars? Snow…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / The Glass DoctorRock crystal, a clear quartz. Ice-like, hope freezes in one of the living stones. Dipped in drinking water to protect against disease, it transfuses a bowlful with its gleam. The…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / Two HaikuI fetched you a drink in the glass, heart-shaped ice-cubes you didn't notice the moon…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / Two Haikuwet to our skins our black umbrella waving no taxi…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 7 years agoOriginal Poem / Quietly Confidentthe moon in competition with the streetlights is quietly confidentrainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 7 years agoORIGINAL POEM - Moonlight 🎴moonlight glides in over the windowsill like the soporific tide of warm bath-water bubbles like the oiled slide of fingertips on soapy skinrainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 7 years agoORIGINAL POEM - The HareWhere the hare rises like the wind over open space follow him going uphill watch him leap to break the trail near his resting-place in the boat-shaped trodden pad keeping his print…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] Limeit's the time for lime citrus zest of sex the bitter sublime taste of fresh -ness sweet crime of new birth lines a grime-free regeneration sign life which beats sunbeams which bleach…resteemedkyriacos (71)in steemit • 8 years agoThe Path Towards Attracting New-Age Spiritual Votessource To engage with the rewarding journey of posting you have to become one with it's conscious essence. The Steemit platform is nothing short of an evolving current of unified divinity and such…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] Sheshe folded black back on itself she an origami shadow neatly drawn in and in on herself she awkwardly elegant teases limbs apart, unfolds her secret structure and keeps unfolding limbs…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] As we batheAs we bathe under the bridge intoxication drops dead, is washed up on the beach where old animals in the trees watch us with ill-concealed indifference.rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] A Glass of Tuscan GrappaThe truth in a glass of Tuscan grappa, that life has passed without having tasted her cherry red lips, that life has passed without having kissed her pale neck. In another glass of grappa;…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] The unemployed ✍️The unemployed in the harbor hang in clusters Drink to forget the day to avoid tomorrow. Somewhere they remember their childhood, the hand that stroked their hair before they went to…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] High above the treesA boreal storm rages - it's the time when the rowan-berries ripen. Awake in the darkness, I can hear the constellations stomping in their stalls high above the trees. I lie on the bed with my…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] The cloudThe cloud that moves the evening forward resembles a girl with curls, adorned with a fiery red tiara, the hair a floating veil. The heavenly deer she hunts, but finds no celestial prey.…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poetry • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] The soundThis is an anti-war poem I wrote during the height of the Yugoslav Wars in the 1990's, but it's as relevant these days, unfortunately. imagine if everyone…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] May I?May I kiss your hand, little juniper bush, and put my arm around you, big stone? Can I tickle your beard, little tuft of moss, and bite your silvery bark, mighty birch? May I be really light…rainer-m-rilke (49)in poem • 8 years ago[ORIGINAL POEM] The child in the gardenThe child in the garden is a strange thing: a tiny little animal a tiny little flower. Like a cat it…
