Darling, if you believe
in love at first sight

Then please, don't look
at me twice.

In the peaceful magical world
where I would be living

No one would dream of a better world
as the one we've been given.

Treetop, treetop
where could you be
I dug a large hole
but you, I just can't see

You must be hiding
somewhere down there
as it is way too obvious
to hide up in the air

And if I have found you
I quickly climb on down
thru your rustling branches
it will make you frown

I will tickle you softly
patiently root by root
until you laugh out loud
and you start to hoot

you will shake your leaves
until you can't take no more
then we'll lie down together
on the soft forest floor

In dreams we stay together
untill the break of dawn
sadly, when I open my eyes
you will be long gone

In the peace
and solitude of the room
I want to write one last poem
the candle searches diligently for fuel
soon I see the last glimpse of it's light

Just one more glass then
one last drink on this day
which slowly slides to her end
and morning light
may greet us tomorrow

The candle extinguishes
I am alone
and in the light of the moon
it is dark and quiet on the street
the poem is written
and it's time
to go to bed.

From a long and dusty farm road
there was a scarecrow waving
Standing on a pole in a cornfield
meanwhile the sun was blazing

I started walking up to him
and when I was almost near
It took of his straw hat, gave a smile
and told me to have no fear

Welcome visitor he shouted
would you like to play a game
please enter my corn maze for a walk
and if you get lost just call my name.

then with an elegant swing
he'd opened the gate
Told me not to rush
he was opened until late.

The maze was well maintained
paths were clean and wide
rabbits running all around
it was a beautiful sight

But then all of a sudden
scenery drastically changed
corn was brown and dead
daylight seemed deranged

I got the creepiest feeling
that I was being spied
somebody was watching me
opaque to my sight

Suddenly I was on the ground
I must have tripped over a stone
after taking a closer and better look
it turned out to be a human bone

It's a ****** mess I am in now
I have really lost the way
how to get out of this maze
what did that scarecrow say

In order to get out the maze
I have to call his name
he can guide me back to start
and end this sinister game

Orphic music started playing
when it came to my mind
He did not even mention his name
I was being there confined

It was last night
that the white monster
sneaked unseen
across the quiet country.

Silently hovering
above the fields
swallowing all
what came on it's path

Over the vast fields
I noticed that he silently
but surely did his job
covering all in mist

Only the tallest trees
were lucky enough
to tower above his
growing power.

Early morning sun
already warming up
trying to contain evil

Through the shreds
she evaporated the mist
with pale golden rays

The idyllic picture
brought melancholy
to my heart.

If only everything
was so easy too
overcome.

An erratic cold sigh
swoons through the valley
last winter hollow kiss
portends a grim frenzy

Clogged icy pine needles
under snowy blanket
lying on the forest path
love with spring has chilled

Waiting to melt
after a dewy dawn
winter reigns once again
before letting the sun in

My mother-in-law,
said I must read fairy tales.
Fly on! you **** witch.

foggy dreams
warm up my thoughts
and try to
disguise images
of the slumber

calmness is painting
a picture of softness
in the morning
while a muffled yawn
breaks the silence

The skeleton key
to a dark aged time
opened a door
and took a love of mine

A cloaked darkness
reached out his hand
took her away
to his dreadful land

Where black butterflies
with venomous breath
****** out her soul
and left her for dead.

Strange thing about beer.
The emptier the bottle is,
the heavier it gets.

determination
climbing towards the sunlight
morning glory vine

Sometimes, I see them walking
here in the square,
chained to their digital world
scared to be in real life I guess.
Or they just don't care

Years ago, it was different,
a ball rolled here every day.
There was that rotten boy
who always won my marbles,
times just rolled away

But at least I had
something precious to lose
and did not sit all day
staring at a small screen.
We also had less to choose.

I only went back home
for half an hour just to see
The mysteries of ******-doo
or those **** Duke boys
that were on black and white TV.

Yes, this square used to be fun
liveliness, cohesion and
laughter wide spread.
nowadays it seems more like
an episode of the Walking dead.

A beautiful forest nymph
tried to put a spell on me
her shiny eyes trying to lure
I quickly hide behind a tree

What treacherous sorcery
I have to overcome
before I turn into a toad
a spell that can't be undone

Her magic mystical powers
firing beams upon my soul
trying to blind the inner of me
and capturing me as a ghoul

You already own
the route to my heart
so why not use it.
You already know
how I feel about you
open my hardened shutters.

Take an ax and smash the lock
into hundred thousand pieces.
You only own that power,
another will not succeed.

Nobody keeps watch
no dog still guarding here.
Leave Cupid's arrows out of sight,
you have already touched my heart.

Phrases hang in the sky
words grow on a tree
ideas float on water
it's all ordinary to me

Grass is the parchment
on which I write stories
my thoughts a jar of ink
I use to describe the glories

The world is my sketchbook
full of imaginary tales
which I still have to write
unhidden by any veils

The pen is my greatest love
which I play by hand
my stories, I bind them together
in the boundless poets land

Angelically words are written
with a consecrated pen
using blessed silver ink
on holy paper they glisten

Send on fragile wings
to the lord above
but it seems to me
he did not even listen

She caught me harmless
while my defenses were down
she likes to make me happy
and steal away my frown

Trying to open up my heart
so she can take a look inside
asking me to share my emotions
when there is no place left to hide

She makes me take of my mask
just to reveal my true identity
but it just makes me feel awkward
for me there seems to be no serenity

Once again I listen to my own thoughts
as usual they don't make any sense
instead of cleaning out my closet
I'm actually creating another fence

She was looking
wherever true love
for her might be.

To tell you the truth
I was actually hoping
she was looking for me

She did not have
to search further
surely not that far.

Sadly she just
walked by me,
leaving my heart
with a scar

Please sir, the snake said
you don't have to be scared.
I am antidote.

Beauty is within my sight
as I see a rose every night

A rose in bloom proud and tall
the fairest rose of them all

To me you're like a piece of art
you rose the beauty in my heart

Lost my ball
went to get it back
boys chained to the floor
the game was dead

Along came a duke
and took me home
Lost my marbles there
and rolled all alone

Now I sit in a square
but no TV there
I walk to the window
to look at the world

and saw madness walking by

I am stuck on Earth
but I don't want to be here.
Roots under my feet.

Our antihero,
has now won something.
A real consolation prize.