Ursula Steinbach

Fruits

Gedichte


Love Cycle

Beneath blue skies and sunshine valleys
Between pineapple trees and fresh prairie grass
Beyond the east and the west
And you and me
Spring leaps through the open doors of nature

Was it yesterday or the day before
When both of us saw the flickering light
Sending out its beams by noon
And winter’s goodbye
Was heard from all sides of the town

Around the kitchen table in our house
In the middle of the night
When everybody was fast asleep
The autumn’s hymn was humming
The sounds of a newly born

Among kisses and embracing arms
Amidst Love’s strawberry dreams
The Warmth of the shimmering fire
Sent us summer’s hot and penetrating
Cheerio

This is the cycle of love and life
No beginning and no end
No past and no future
Centering around
The negation of every disease.


A Fast Food Restaurant
At The Dead-End Road

Mixed pickles and a glass of water
Bananas beans and pancakes
Popcorn and peas
In a fast food restaurant
At the dead-end road

Noodles and rice seasoned
With pepper garlic and salt
Orange juice and gooseberry jam
Heated in the oven
In the fast food restaurant

Cornflakes with butter
Sandwiches and Big Macs
Fried potatoes and Mayonnaise
Coffee Coke and Chocolate
At the dead-end road

Chips and chillies
Shrimps and lilies
Hamburgers and honey pies
In a fast food restaurant
At the dead-end road

Guess what we do
When the night falls
We pack and go
And run away
From the dead food
In the fast road


Utopian Love

The heart is a number one lesson
Taught by the Kings and Queens
Of Society’s and the World’s
Stratification

Yours is the Universe
If Love comes your way
And Flowers are scattered
On the floor

You looked so scared
When you entered the room
Void of Love’s and Hope’s
Refreshments

The Terrifying Vision
Of Huxley’s Free of Feelings
Shattered are your Dreams
Of Shooting Stars

Splashing into the dishwasher
Mixed up with candle and cake
Unveiled are Money’s cheerful
Refundings


Rencontre

In the middle of the night
I saw your face
Shining like the sun
Refreshing like cranberries
And pineapple trees

I was helpless
And quite awake
I screamed for joy
Humming the melody
Of the skyscraper Blues

Waving to you
I should be glad
To share my dreams
Of velvet peaches
And apple-pies


Melancholy

Melancholy –
Partner of a lifetime
Drifting from my finger tips
Now and forever

Melancholy –
Friend, best friend of mine
Pleading me to give up
Once and for all

Melancholy –
Brother, sister, daughter
Mending my broken heart
Marvelously


Fata Morgana

Think big before you think
Think twice think deep
Think it over
Think

Thoughts of the future
Thoughts of today
Thoughts of tomorrow
Thoughts

Feel it see it touch it
Think and feel
Feelings
Feel the thoughts
You think
Are right


Merry-Go-Round

Let me in and let me out
Of the merry-go-round
Sitting, breathing, jumping
In mechanical ways

Riding on horse-back
I burst out of laughter
Hold on and never look back
In heavenly manners

Faces melting with faces
Cheerfully laughing
Never say goodbye
In various words

Bees humming and birds singing
The roundabout is going round
With happy people
In all shapes and sizes

Stop and start again
Pale and open-minded
New figures and facts
In a multitude of shows


Antithesis In A Movie

This is neither a horse race
Nor a blue moon show
It is not a fool’s game
Nor a second-class commercial

Who is trying to pull your leg?
Who is fooling who?
Three witches and voodoo
Enough is enough

Please keep in mind
There is not only
One answer
To a question

But quite a series of something


Snapshot I

Crossing my heart
The painstaking douleur
I fell to the ground
Sobbing

Gulping sipping
Whimpering
Facing the origin
Google earth

Alone I’m dying
Shade upon shade
Between dusk and dawn
And darkness

Help me
I’m under your spell
Down on the ground
In silence

My body and soul
Under the feet
Of the almighty
Nuclear power


Snapshot II

Anonymous
In the crowd
Recovery
The day after

Fed up with truth
Unfortunately
Rare occasions
New Year’s Eve

Magic of the night
An illusion
Confusion
In a moonlit place

Marylin Monroe
Playing Happy Birthday
On a soft guitar
In the graveyard

I saw you
In a peep show
Passing the shop windows
Yesterday

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.10.2010

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