tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228724781951213314.post7232915476556306271..comments2023-11-21T09:26:14.135+01:00Comments on Jenny's Zeitvertreib: ....Ein paar schnee Bilder....Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07651986588800917356noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228724781951213314.post-4787381265533253122009-12-20T23:36:26.130+01:002009-12-20T23:36:26.130+01:00Das Leben dergleichen Halbfaßung
der Welt wahr imm...Das Leben dergleichen Halbfaßung<br />der Welt wahr immer nicht wahr,<br />nicht wahr? Die fristlos' Entlaßung<br />am Ende wird kaum wunderbar.<br /><br />So laßen uns Menschlingen viele <br />besonders besonnene zum<br />Zeitweilegem Zeiten als Ziele<br />des Lebens halbfaßen darum. <br /><br />----<br /><br />Schwarzes Birne!<br />Aufforderung zur Erotik.<br /><br /><a href="http://freged.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Meine deutsche Gedichte</a><br /><br />SONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE <br /><br />I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude <br />on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude <br />as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued, <br />like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed; <br /><br />was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed, <br />bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed, <br />contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude <br />'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED! <br /><br />And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued <br />with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued <br />your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd, <br />to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed, <br /><br />and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed, <br />alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!" <br /><br /><a href="http://singleswingle.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">My English Poetry Blog</a> <br /><br />N'est-que pas que la solitude elle-mème eveille quelque attente fébrile? Voici l'entrée, vide, discrètetement illuminée comme une musée nocturne – la terasse, avec ses torchères ondoyantes par un soir d'Avent étrangement doux – laissant le vestibule et les murmures de voix – la chambre immaculée immaculée et la musique de danse derrière le mur – et le bar à cocktails mondains – le bassin où le nageur s'entrâine, longeur après longeur, il en n'a jamais assez, il doit y mettre de sien – enfin, tournant vers le haut au coin du sombre couloir vient la fille noire et pâle, altière, déterminée et de style épuré, ainsi qu'un moderne avion de chasse suédois.<br /><br /><a href="http://holbfr.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Poétudes</a><br /><br />More... <br /><br />Exit time. Las chicas dejan el espejo de bar<br />dormindose en sus corazónes de alta traícion.<br />El Señor no levanta. Él pastorea a sus pies <br />los presuntos compradores. Y nos bendice. <br /><br /><a href="http://hollb.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">My spanish poetry blog</a> <br /><br />More...<br /><br />Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0. <br /><br /><a href="http://windormirrow.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">My Philosophy</a><br /><br /><a href="http://eutonal.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">My Music Blog</a><br /><br /><a href="http://screenfonds.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">My Babe Wallpapers</a><br /><br />You are very welcome to promote your blog on mine. They are well frequented, so there's mutual benefit. <br /><br />- Peter Ingestad, SwedenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com