New Year’s Eve

Silvester / It Is Harvest

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Silvester

Wunderkerzen sprühen
und verglühen,
Sektbläschen blinken
und sinken…
und ein Gedanke blitzt auf!

Word cloud in warm colours; in the middle: "still", "rising", "faces", "leaves", "life".

Mit jedem Tag,
der dir entschwindet,
wirst du reicher
an Erlebnis,
an Erfahrung.

Mit jedem Jahr,
das dir verwelkt,
wächst du
an Geduld,
an Gelassenheit.

Christina Egan © 2013

It Is Harvest

Burning sparkler on black background, looking like a supernova!

So you thought life was past?
It has only begun.
For whatever you’ve lost
there is something you’ve won.
For whatever you’ve missed
there is something you’ve learned.
It is harvest: persist
and reap all that you earned.

Christina Egan ©2008

Photograph by Gabriel Pollard [CC BY-SA 2.5].
Featured picture on Wikimedia Commons.

650 poems posted on this site !

Happy New Year to everyone!

Word cloud in warm colours; in the middle: "still", "rising", "faces", "leaves", "life".

This is the word cloud (not of the tags but of the texts) of all English poems posted on this site in the past year. Another year of love and life and leaves… and of mass consumption, mass media, and mass murder.

With thanks to the excellent tool Simple Word Cloud Generator!

cartwheels

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600 poems posted on this site !

cartwheels

cartwheels of stars
sparkling spilling
turning rolling
sinking back
into the black

and then comets
shooting up –
comets up-
side down!

goldfish in the sky
shooting swerving
flapping lurching
dropping back
into the black

drops of molten gold
like prayers
for the new year
to the Unknown God

Christina Egan © 2017

Die letzte Stunde dieses Jahres / Some Prayers

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500 poems posted on this site !

 

Die letzte Stunde dieses Jahres

Die letzte Stunde dieses Jahres ,
ein runder Spiegel, wendet sich.
Der volle Mond, ein endlich klares
Signal, ganz hoch, verschwendet sich.
Ein glitzerndes, unabsehbares
Feuerwerkstanzen blendet dich,–
und etwas Wahres, Wunderbares
aus alter Zeit vollendet sich.

Christina Egan © 2017

Burning sparkler on black background, looking like a supernova!

Some Prayers are Like Lightning

Some prayers are like lightning
and others are like dawn,
some prayers are like sunset
and some perhaps like noon.

And saints and angels lift them
across the heavens’ dome
and lay them on the carpet
below the flaming throne.

And God will weigh and sift them
and send his answers down –
some veiled and some diverted,
some sooner, though, than soon.

Christina Egan © 2017

Photograph by Gabriel Pollard
[CC BY-SA 2.5]. Featured picture
on Wikimedia Commons.