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feedback jeder art Ukranian Sunflowers
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Above cobalt blue, below sunny yellow. This is how it was, on any given day, mellow. Resplendent fields of Life and Unity; sunflowers. Turning to soak up the sun's energetic powers. Growing tall, presiding majestically over its once beautiful Country. National Flower of Ukraine. Now symbol of resistance against tyranny's reign. Petal-like rays, a sun's face. Whorled sunflowers, happinesses Grace. That draw you in for a warm embrace. Freedom must triumph over tragedy so Peace can find its rightful place. ©Donna H. April 28, 2022 (Bild: Pixabay)
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feedback jeder art Sunday Sky
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©Donna H. (Bild/Text) 24. April 2022
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feedback jeder art Blooming Gambol
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feedback jeder art What dawned on me
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"Listen cupcake, life ain't always fair. Ya gotta make the best of whatcha got." She tells me with a wink, tapping her cigarette, freeing an ash-worm that accumulated. Her wide knowing grin long earned in the "School of Hard Knocks." Looping an escaped strand of hair around her right ear, imparting more wisdom. "You just go 'bout your business, head held high, truth in yer heart. Wish everyone well, even those who persecute you." Her Southern twang more heavily inflected now, drawing out p-e-r-s-e-c-u-t-e to emphasize her position. My puzzled look was what she expected. Pointing to the window, direction sky. "Ya have to stuff this world of ours with as much posi…
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feedback jeder art The old woman with the lilies
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One day an old woman came to the marketplace, with wisdom in her clear blue eyes , she carried her flowers to the table and sat there from dusk till dawn. On the next day a young couple came around, they were enjoying their youth and with a carefree style asked the lady one question: "Hello lady, how much are they?" The old lady answered with a smile: " My flowers are for free as long as your love will be clear as crystal water" Both of them took the lilies, the girl briefly smelled them and then disappeared in the night. On the second day a young man came around, not knowing what gift to buy for his …
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feedback jeder art Yesterday's and Today's Glow
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If ever there comes a time when we are not together, we'll keep each other in our hearts where we are forever. Kissing tender memories, and days gone by. Rejoicing in their comfort to never say goodbye. To carry those I cherish next to your love; everything is a gift from up above. How grateful I am, and still can, walk down memory lane hand in hand. Though the hour glasses sands of time flow..............You........you will always be my favorite rhyme. Eyes tear-brimmed, spilling sorrow close to happiness. Caught up in the rapture of you and I as I reverently bless............. And hold that wha…
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feedback jeder art Up the Ante
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The pull of pale amber liquid slides down his parched throat. Liquid desire soothes. He clasps solace. Wipes moisture beads from the bottleneck away with his fat thumb. Sits back, "Cheers!" to man's best friend. This game he's engaging in. To the very end. Nothing else matters------ not family nor career. Such is his Manna, golden relief here. He shuns them, their useless pleas. "Fuck off!" he'll do as he pleases. A wise eye sees. His denying one disagrees. It is his choice to make. Leave if you can't take self-destructions sight. The World he prefers let's him see the light. To run, es…
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feedback jeder art The Unseen
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Stars falling; Hope is calling. Night, like a dark raven caustically laments. Too many negatives and bad comments. Where's the light that lifts and saves? What the World now days all braves! The few stars scattered have misplaced their sparkle. Out in the wide expanse the forbidden gathers. Blackened Universe, yet many shadows hidden. The weight of injustice, crushing. Rock hard and untrusting. Where all of Societies debris and hubris goes? ........Floating into the tiniest recesses, skulking around. When night falls, everyone's demons pounce, as our collective worry calls. So much unpre…
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feedback jeder art Flower Petal Kiss
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On soft wind a flower petal glides Fluttering with Serenity's vibes Comes to me in Spring's tides What a sweet surprise, Nature's kiss Touches my Heart, this is what I miss Moments that wrap my Soul in…
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feedback jeder art Xewna diya min / Der Traum meiner Mutter
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Die Geschichte der Yeziden ist nicht nur eine tragische Geschichte. Sie ist vor allem eine Geschichte der Hoffnung nach Frieden in der Identität und ein Ankommen miteinander als Menschen. Sie ist das fröhliche Singen der Frauen auf den Strassen meiner Grosseltern und das Geschichten erzählen der alten Menschen, die ihre Gebetsketten an allen Ecken der Strassen bespielen. Wer hätte es gedacht, dass das Meiste verschwindet? Und wer wird sich noch daran erinnern? Oder darüber berichten, was wir Menschen brauchen? Plus Vertonung auf Kurmanci - die verbotene Sprache MyRec_0407_2348.m4a dayê lez bike şev dikeve wek beta…
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feedback jeder art pretending not to love you
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(your words) christmas morning, the day before my birthday, baking cookies with mum & dad (your laugh) sunset at the beach, the first flowers in spring, my favourite song (your touch) watching my favourite movie, bonfires in autumn, butterflies everywhere (your eyes) children laughing, hot chocolate, home (loving you) being good at something, knowing my favourite book by heart, as easy as breathing (pretending not to) fighting against the tide, leaving you, the hardest thing i've ever had to do (deine worte) weihnachtsmor…
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feedback jeder art a soulmate that wasn't meant to be
| erstellt von jessicamarquardt- 2 Kommentare
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flowers in the same field clouds that never separate atoms of the same star souls that are meant to be in every life but this one (iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou) we are looking at the same moon and it makes me sick knowing that there is no place far enough to make me forget this heartbreak knowing that no matter the location i can never be with you blumen im gleichen feld wolken, die sich nie trennen atome des gleichen sterns seelen, die für einander bestimmt sind in jedem leben außer diesem (ichliebedichichliebedichichliebedich) …
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feedback jeder art A glimpse of my thoughts and feelings and the "sad kind of happiness"
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I really like to be happy. Who doesn‘t? Maybe they‘re people who don‘t. I don‘t know. But what I like most is this sad kind of happiness. When I get into the melancholic mood. And I can just cry and feel the pain. It‘s when I feel alive the most really. Or rather: It‘s when I feel that life has purpose the most. It‘s cleansing. And I‘m looking for that mood constantly. Maybe that‘s why I like to drink so much. I think it gets easier to get into it when I‘m drunk. But these days I wonder if that‘s really true. I‘m a melancholic alcoholic. Or I just say that because it sounds cool. I like the sad kind of happiness. That‘s not a …
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feedback jeder art Tender Is The Moment That Touches Your Heart
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©Donna H. 2. April 2022 (Bild/Text)
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feedback jeder art I feel so orange
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I feel so orange. I can't feel blue. There's too much I can't feel, there's too much I can't grasp to feel blue. I feel orange. There's so much I don't understand. And in my dreams I feel orange, and when I wake up I feel so too. I feel orange. What about you?
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feedback jeder art Winter's Back
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Whoooosh........ slap, smack. Old man Winter claps back. Frigid gusts attack. Snow flurries make a comeback. 19°F, the days' whack. Above, a sinister cloud stack. Below, standing on an ice pack. Blasting winds act like nature is a race track. Scenery shocked, our beautiful Spring ransacked. By this intruding megalomaniac. ©Donna H. March 28, 2022
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feedback jeder art Spring's Arrival
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©Donna H. March 20, 2022 (Bild/Text)
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feedback jeder art de Snüffelnääs
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de Snüffelnääs de Lüüt sin Näs is en putzig Ding flööt de Etig tau de Brathiering hät de Knull min Spur ierst utklamüstert de Sabber scheest in Muhl un püstert da meld sick de Knuuvlook ut den Topp ick muffel sülvst ut den Korinnenkackerkopp ut de Pell mief ick, so man vertellt egens bi fule Eiers da hev ick ok verspeelt da meckert ut de Stall de Zechenbuck wie ji all achteran rükt, wo ick mi buck? De Minschennääs künn mi nich lieden se hem mi düchtig nu je mieden de Näs de schnüffelt Gerök bi all Wedder woväle up en Hümpen sein em towedder awers besinn de Näs sick akoraat de Deern wi Fleeder duft un staht paraat fröer int Heu, …
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feedback jeder art Symphony of Jersey Birds
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Black- capped chickadee wakes me with "Hey you!" "Hey you!" While the Pileated Woodpecker knock-knock-knocks on a tree jackhammer style Time for morning to start! The Tufted Titmouse, small gray-feathered shark fin atop her head echos"Hee it!" "Hee it!" A group of robins "Cheeba Cheeba Cheep" Blue Jay throws his two cents in blaring, oversounding everyone "CHEEP!" Pause "CHEEP!" I shuffle to my window. Shake sleep off. See a Northern Cardinal dressed in a ruby red, black masked face blurt a forceful rapid succession "tweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweet" d…
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feedback jeder art 's Kipfal ? 1 2
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direkt aus dem Wienerischen - Übersetzung anbei 's Kipfal * Da Mond is heid, so wia mia vuakummt, irgendwie boid hecha drobn und a de Steandaln schaun eam dabei leichtat zua. Im Glitzan und im Funkln so aum Himme obn. Grod wia a glenzads Kipfal kummts ma vua. I denk ma maunchmoi ob er des grod nua fia mi allanich mocht? Und wauns so warat sog i daungsche dia, du leichtats, glenzads Kipfal, Nocht fia Nocht. Und a aun deine Stendal, de so rund um di. Und wäus so is, hob i a recht, recht große Freid. I was jo, das des …
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feedback jeder art Inspiring Valor
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I see glimmers of Hope. Life insists, even under heavy artillery. A Ukrainian couple, transformed to soldiers, wearing wide grins and brownish camouflage, marry. Surrounded by fellow civilians-turned Warriors just like them. Same military uniforms, raising glasses to love and victory over suppression, out on an open field. Beneath a drizzling, gloomy, threatening sky. Celebrating the happy union of their commrade's. Another scene pans to a violin solo. Performed by a fearless young woman in a long, dark formal gown. Hauntingly beautiful, her melody. In a basement, for shelter, as if it were a normal day. Then, a little girl, one blonde braid, bright sm…
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feedback jeder art The Vase
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The Vase You're coming home We talk. I don't listen We debate. I'm annoyed We argue. I don't care and wait, till you're done with your tirade and we cudd- *shattering sounds* Something broke and I woke up I knock You open the door I'm in front of you You're standing in the stairwell, I'm at the corridor. Your eyes are filled with anger Your voice is cracking:" WHAT DO YOU WANT? I've you have anything more to insult me!-" "My vase broke..." "WHAT?" "Just when you left and slammed the door... It fell of the shelf. There are fragments everywhere. I don't know where I found it, but it was after our second date. From then on it was like…
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feedback jeder art War No More!
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A high- pitched sizzle-whistle cuts through the charred sickened night. Billowing acrid smoke burns lungs, pulls flesh tight. Speeding death missiles deployed to extinguish many a Soul's light. They detonate in two places. In the sovereign County of Ukraine and in my heart. How can I help, where do I start? Devastating, what this erases. Clear across the World, the bombastic boom thuds and shoves the wind out of me. I see how sheer terror sketches ashen faces as they flee. Children, innocence yanked, cry fear- tears. Families embrace, part ways not knowing if they'll ever have together years. …
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feedback jeder art Hope Lives In The Day
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©Donna H. 28.2.2022 (Bild/Text)
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feedback jeder art I am what I am ?
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Like a flower in the wind like the colors of the rainbow like the beats of my heart like the teardrops of my soul like the words from my thoughts like the temptation of my art cause I am like I am © Uschi R.
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feedback jeder art No Words
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Some moments live word free. There's nothing to say, you'll just have to let them be. Feel with your heart. Stifle the inadequate words that want to depart. Link to your Soul where quiet dignity lives. What gives? To capture the elusive, bring it to life, the writer's incentive. Is this our real objective? We want, we need to describe. Express; bribe our emotions to transcribe. We glide high or crash. In a flash we've used up experiences stash. If you stand in a soundless scene, empty of everything.......... Your purpose and reason could still sing. And praise what you do and do not hear. …
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feedback jeder art After the Storm
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Rain-drenched foliage. Yesterday evening's/night's bombastic storm gave up it's rage. This morning turns another page. Ripped tree limbs scatter the parks perimeter. Leaves tossed about like party confetti. Air thick with humidity. Not a breeze stirs. All is still. Eerily peaceful unlike the hurricane force gales just 9 hours ago. Water drips. Atmosphere pregnant with a muggy, stifling effect. Sun, struggling to absorb water-logged Jersey. Fountain shoots high from the middle of the park's small lake. If you stand right you'll see a fat rainbow. Red, yellow, green, and a slight purple hue. That's my cue to capture the moment. Snapshots in time. …
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feedback jeder art Life's Poetry
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There's poetry in this life of ours We can dance in the light of the stars Dream under a mesmerizing moonbeam Listen to what the night has to say We can gather the sun's ray Tuck it into our Heart, to stay We can soar with the birds Hear nature's words Gaze at the sky and float with the clouds Whatever our Season's surroundings allows........ It is Life's Poetry to where our Soul bows © Donna H. March 15, 2017
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feedback jeder art Soul Metamorphosis
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Rapid-fast light change. In a blink of an eye the landscape shows altered range. New day emerges. Nature's power surges. Awakening. Welcoming. Including all with hope and good cheer. Are you here? The trill and chirp. Not to be outdone, a chorus of noisy frog burp. A smiling arc of tall trees hugs the building; as viewed from my living room windows. A circle of cattails around the large pond, as the morning writes blessed prose. More birds chime in; give sweet song. Their message makes the Soul strong. Uplifts. As the heart sifts through that what disturbs and encumbers t…
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feedback jeder art Lux in tenebris apparet (Juni 2021)
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Annus ultimus non ut speravimus fuit Nobis aegritudo curaque sunt Plurimi homines incitatione carent Omnia impossibilia esse videntur Tamen numquam defecimus Vita ordinaria mox iterum fruemur Nunc aestas tandem pervenit Et gaudium et spes iam maiores sunt Deutsche Übersetzung: Das vergangene Jahr war nicht so, wie wir erhofft haben Wir haben Kummer und Sorgen Die meisten Menschen haben keine Motivation mehr Alles scheint unmöglich zu sein Dennoch haben wir niemals aufgegeben Bald werden wir wieder ein normales Leben führen Der Sommer ist jetzt endlich angekommen Sowohl die…
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feedback jeder art First Ones
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Blue Jays are the first on the morning scene Backyard, they've come to clean Pick and find what the earth has And as I watch their meticulous search, the most golden sunshine cascades Cuts the thin haze of fog; as this quickly fades A shower of leaves tumbles, burnished orange and brown shades under lit with sun as they go down My soul frown turns to a smile As I linger in this moment awhile Finches and a woodpecker are a close second Branch hopping; this Monday and me hadn't reckoned with serenity Yet it is here with certainty ©Donna H. Novemb…
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feedback jeder art Her Bright Light
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Chelsie Kryst, former Miss USA, an accomplished attorney, host of "EXTRA" gone too soon. A trail blazer, inner and outer beauty, shining light. Kind, a Role Model, bright smile; loved by all who have a heart. Only 30 years young; cyber bullied. A generic headline: Fatal NYC Jumper Identified as Miss USA 2019 Chelsie Kryst in the New York Post marks her passing. We knew her from the celebrity news program "EXTRA" as a correspondent interviewing red-carpet stars in her natural sweet way. She had looks, style, beauty, success, fame, a midtown Manhattan Condo, and intelligence. Most would think she had it all. A…
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feedback jeder art 's Steandal....⭐
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aus meinem Mundartbüchl Durt hinta mein Bam is a gaunz klana Stean, dea funklt und glitzad und i hob eam gean. Wäu waun in da Nocht an mein Liabstn i denk, do was i sei Liab de des Steandal mia schenkt. So gfrei i jed Nocht mi aum Steandal im Bam; so gegn hoib viere, fia mi nua alan. Wäu um de Zeit, des was i gaunz gwiss, schaut a mei Liabsta ob's Steandal do is! © Uschi R. bild:pixabay Nachdem der Text andernorts im 'astreinem Wienerisch' nicht für alle lesbar war hier also sinngemäß: Das Sternchen Dort hinter meinem Baum ist ein ganz ein kleiner Stern, der funkelt und glit…
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feedback jeder art I don´t need much...
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I don´t need much... If my shoes get destroyed I´ll take them to the cobbler. Just need a little money to buy a cheap noodle soup and feed the stomach. I don´t need much... If it rains and my hair gets wet, I dry them with a towel. If I knock on the door to find you and there will be no one at home, I stick a message at your door. I don´t need much... If I fall and someone threw stones in my path, I give em a kiss for being the best teacher in the world. No, I don´t need much... Just the sunlight in the early hours that will show me the way to the best place on ever…
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feedback jeder art Facebook Jesus
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What if Jesus would be on Facebook....Would U take a look? Would you believe? Is this something you would consider to receive? Would U "Friend" him? "Defriend"him? What would you talk about? What would you want to know that has left you in doubt? How would his Profile be? Is he handsome? Or does he disguise himself as someone our vanity doesn't want to see? Would he test our heart for truth and faith? What if God were one of us? And his son a Facebook Jesus? ©Donna H. June 3,2013
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feedback jeder art Dad's Timepiece
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The clock still stands on a mantelpiece though the key is lost and the hands no longer tell the time I wonder sometimes if a different key would fit and (if yes) would it turn so easily
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feedback jeder art You Matter
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Don't always believe what you think You Matter Don't allow low self-esteem to drag you down You Matter Don't let bad times get the best of you You Matter Don't give depression a chance to win. You Matter Don't think you can't go on You Matter Don't feel alone You Matter Don't hold back on your talents and dreams You Matter Don't say "I don't care!" You Matter Don't give in to the shadows Because You Matter ©Donna H. 2022
letzter Beitrag von Uschi Rischanek, -
feedback jeder art Any City
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Bustle of the city beginning. Sun barely up, already grinning. Flurry of pigeons takes flight. The blemished statues they leave behind, a splotchy sight. Heart of town still silent of footsteps. Sputtering cars wagering the days' bets. Off to work, school, or cruising. How many Souls searching, while Ego's bruising? Most stores shuttered to the public at this early hour. A short sky shower douses smogs acrid power. The day gets on with its business. Life is creating Kismet, sorting through societies mess. A group of rental boats bob and jostle choppy waters; the river's in upheaval. …
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feedback jeder art Sore
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Crackling cold Wet and bold Seeps to the bone The kind that's so brutal, it makes you feel alone Each breath exhaled sends billowy clouds An atmosphere that creepily shrouds Goosebumps bloom Right about now, you're wishing for June Winter barges into Autumn Temps hit rock-bottom Stealthy frost growing as I reflect on what 2020 has lost All that bad should be tossed Put where it can't touch anyone anymore The fear and danger it's struck in everyone's core This lonely glacial divide ; raw and sore Has tore through liv…
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feedback jeder art Kreihnschiet
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Kreihnschiet As min Vadder wiess warrn to datt wi de Müss, de wi fungen hebben för uns Karusell brucken (wi wult se awrichten för uns Zirkus) seggt he allen eernstet to uns Mudder de Rasselbann hett nix as Kreihnschiet in Bregen un wie harrn bit ton Sünnabend bammel häfft (sünnabends wi bi uns Badedag) datt Mudder uns bannig arg schrubben tät uns Opa de hätt uns denn seggt Kreihnschiet, dat is ni so arg is halt so een beten Schabernack, dato `n beten Dummtüch und beten Witz, babenup veel swienplitsch. -------------------------------------- Übersetzung aus dem Rüganer Platt Als mein Vater erfahren hat dass die M…
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feedback jeder art Snow on the Beach
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Atlantic City sports a snowy beach. Winter's gotten bolder with its speech. Frigid howling winds screech. Expect the unexpected...........is this what it can teach? Up and down the boardwalk puffer jackets and snow boots reach...... Deep into snow tracks stunned Souls preach. Looking for some sense in this twisted breach. ©Donna H. January 7, 2022
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feedback jeder art At the end of the day (April 2021)
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Do you ever feel like a stranger in the dark? You try to find a light, but it seems so hard You stumble over all the stones lying in your way And your motivation dwindles day by day Do you ever feel like you’re talking in a language nobody speaks? Under your skin you bear invisible scars nobody sees Slowly you withdraw from the world, but nobody recognizes You’re not the girl you used to be, but nobody realizes Do you ever lose faith in the good in humanity? You’ve already noticed our world is filled with gloom and negativity No matter what you have in mind, you’ll never be tolerated But think of those w…
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feedback jeder art Music
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When you listen to music, Close your eyes You are in the right places right now Which lie in the ages of the past. Memories seize and embrace you While reality will leaves you Sometimes tears of happiness or grief will flow. In the end all of this is your own music And you’re a part of this moment yourself. Übersetzung: Wenn Du Musik hörst, Deine Augen sich schließen, Du von jetzt auf gleich an Orten bist, Die in den Ewigkeiten der Vergangenheit liegen. Erinnerungen dich ergreifen und umschließen, Während die Realität Dich verlässt, Manchmal werden Tränen des Glücks oder der Tra…
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feedback jeder art Earth Prayer
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Kiss of sun. Surge of rain. Whisper of wind cascades. Slips onto the early noon. A hint of humidity swags in. Day progresses a now cloudless sky brags. Sunlight slides into previous shadows. Hope blows by, I can hear a collective sigh. How the trees gently bow. The Earth receiving Grace. God's Creation in prayer anchoring time and place. ©Donna H. September 25, 2021
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feedback jeder art At the shore of the mighty Atlantic
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When I stay on the shore of the coast My eyes are looking over the rolling sea And my heart feels the infinity of the mighty Atlantic. I close my eyes and feel a loss in my heart. You are here and you are gone at the same time Like the waters of the tide of the mighty Atlantic. I can see the brightness of your love in your eyes. Of course, I know I should have let you go a long time ago, But my heart just couldn’t. And so, in all my foolishness I have to bear the blame of my cowardice. I open my eyes and have a look over the calm sea And I realize Something of myself is lost forever Like a b…
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feedback jeder art Riemen wullt he wie de Jööt
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Riemen wullt he wie de Jööt Riemen wullt he wie de Jööt. Keerl, ick glöv, mi strieft en Bus. Püster ick in deese Flöt Ward nu nie, nich en Jenuss. Jeder Riemel – veer Sequenzen, wunnerfin all de trochiert un de frulichen Kadenzen mit de kierlshaften rochiert. Doch watt wull de Spöken snaken? Welch en Utsaag hät de Riem? Ach ick müsst mal mit em snaken … watt nu kümmt em utt de Kiem? Klookheit käm nich nie in Breegen. Jümmers übern Stüer gahn. Datt wier bannig nich enn Segen müsst he sölvst sick inngestahn. Aart un Wies, so ganz von Jööt. Watt en Gruusel, watt en Schutt. Nee, do speel ick gliggs de Trööt, angel levers e…
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feedback jeder art Timișoara, Temeswar, Temeschburg - welch eine Stadt. Trilinguale Ode.
| erstellt von Tiberiu- 1 Follower
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Diese Hymne bzw. Ode an Timișoara, Temeswar, Temeschburg ist trilingual. Erst in Rumänisch, dann Englisch und schließlich Deutsch. Timișoara — Sunt doar al tău Te cheamă Mica Viena Dar tu ești regina mea De stepă și libertate Ai vervă și inteligență Si nu vei fi uitata Sufletul tău curge prin al meu Inca constant si Infinit. Trebuie sa plang, Dacă mă gândesc la tine Fiinta mea, legata de tine Tu esti cea de la care Scanteia de libertate A incendiat toata Romania Vreau să mă reîntâlnesc cu tine, dureroasă de dor ... Timișoara — I am…
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feedback jeder art Harvsschlamassel (mit Übersetzung)
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Harvsschlamassel (mit Übersetzung) Bün sooo mööd, dat mach ik nich, will wat daun, doch ik kann nech. Ik snapp mi fix min Fohrrad, een kolde friske Dach is dat. Söök Bökels vörn Gewürzstruuß, Mist ut een Reep geiht Luft rut. Dann loop ik even tau Faut, wat bün ik blos vörn arm Blaut. Op eenmol een Störmwind weiht, de Gockelhohn von‘n Buur kreiht. Door kumpt gliks een Re‘ gn up, Nuh gau noo Huus, swupdiwup. Grummelt, dat is een slechte …
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-inspiriert von Liara: mein lieber Scholli- Di Leid affs Maul gschaud edz schau amol dassd rieberkummsd gleich konnsd wos derlehm hald blos dei Maul wall a sunst bummsds su wos host nunnid gsehng gell, des hässd eds a ned glabbd dou schaust bleyd ausder Wäsch dier homms gwies is Maul zoubabbd dou wersd ja nu ganz nersch schau mi hald ned su bleyd oh ich konn dou nix de´fier ich hobb der ja a goh nix dou schau dassdi schleixd , dou is die Dier du bisd und bleibsd a alde Draadschn ich maan fasd des wär gscheider, sunst fängsder nu a Drummer Waadschn, Schau…
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feedback jeder art Apologizing for being myself
| erstellt von jessicamarquardt- 1 Follower
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Sorry, I laughed a bit too loud. Sorry, I'll move out of your way. Sorry, let me get out of your photo. Oh no, it's fine, I didn't want to come anyway. Don't worry, I don't mind. Ever since I was a child, I've felt like I'm taking up too much space. A bit too loud, a bit too weird, a bit too much. A bit too sad, and always apologizing for it. And in all those years, there was nobody to tell me that I was wrong. Nobody to tell me, no, you are not too much, never too much. No wonder I've been using all my teenage years to become less. Eating less, speaking less, laughing less. Smiling less. Existing less. The supposedly "best years of my life", oh God, existing le…
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