Schlagwort: poem-picture
Resurrection
Just as I ever imagined, nothing is as I ever imagined. Never mind what I was dreaming of. Never mind that dreams are wearing off at the seams. And it really seems that I‘m losing ground. And I think I found no lasting justification for continious perpetration of this crime …
Seconds Of Summer
Pieces of a feather floating on a light wave of air. Wintery spring mornings awaken to pastel skies. The moon perishes as she longs for her other half. It‘s cold at the station. All of creation is waiting For seconds of summer. (Copyright Ines Langs, February 25, 2019)
Engel auf dem Dach
Minnesang
Train Meditation
The Voice Of Her Soul
Nacht
Out Of Reach
Merken
Love Torture
