Conjurer

 

Sleep
sleep
oh fall asleep
a magical moon
dream
dream    
has snatched
sleep's negligée
from nakedness
of mind at night
from self
self crystallized
turned loose 
and tossed
among the terrors 
of a thousand years
Sleep
sleep
Oh fall asleep                  


         JL©      





Text 2     Epileptic   

Transparent tumble
Wide open eyes
holding her love  
the sea and the skies

Last taste of freedom
in blond tangled hair
death a mere laugh 
on lips without care

Truth now ascending
Windfilled white beach
birds poised
in circling screech    

Finality clinging
in grey destilled drops
to branches of evening
behind waves and rocks.        



               JL©

Text 2: Canadian film topicIngrid Lehmann, Anmerkung zum Gedicht