2005-05-17 Kühlschrank Poesie

New stuff...

BLAUE WUT
MORGEN DANN
EIN SÜSSER KUSS
WARTE NUR

Blue anger, tomorrow then, a sweet kiss, just wait.

KOMM
KLUGER KÖNIG
UND SPRING

Come, smart king, and jump.

STEINSAM
STEH ICH
TROPF

This one is hard to translate – “steinsam” means like a stone, eventhough the word does not exist. “Einsam”, on the other hand, means lonely. “Tropfstein” is dripstone. And “Tropf” on its own is a “ninny” (associated with compassion). Thus: Like a stone, I stand, a fool (like a dropstone).

DER SOMMER IST VORBEI
STADT IM SCHLAF

Summer is gone, city sleeps.

TREUER VOGEL
SING UND TRÄUM
DICH WEG VON MIR

Faithfull bird, sing and dream, yourself away from me.

KEIN BAUM
MAG ICH

No tree, I like. The funny part here is that you feel compelled to insert a consonant here, and read DICH instead of ICH – changing it to no tree likes you. 😄

MÄCHTIG LICHT MACHEN
MÜSSTE MAN

Turn on the lights powerfully, one should.

Some of the stuff is also just crude humor... 😄

DEIN HINTERN
HAT MACHT

Your behind, has power.

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Heh, I liked these poems.

– V 2005-05-18 18:07 UTC

V