The Call That Never Happened

Maybe the cables were cut or
the satellites were busy with dreams
while watching the stars playing
hide and seek or playing tag
with moons or simply gazing at
man's faults and agonies and trying
to shake their heads, tangling their wires, losing
their connection to Earth, ignoring all those unfulfilled
dreams soaring up to the sky, all those imploring
pleas, unheard supplications, silent sighs, cries of wounded hearts.

Maybe it was like that.

Maybe an inner voice refused a connection.

stillgelegt (3)

schneeverglitzert rosten gleise vor sich hin
aus
einsamkeit
im waldesflüstern
ziehen dampfschwaden in die vergangenheit
die träume
vom takt der räder –

ein rauschen
in der ferne

ein rauch
der verweht

ein hauch
der vergeht


I wrote the first versions of this poem in 1983.

Alliterative Annäherung

wehmütig wandernde
sehnsüchtig suchende
wallende wünsche
harren der hoffnung
erquickender erfüllung

vorerst vergeblich