Posts Tagged Poetry

Poem. (Sara)

Lia and I were sitting in a train,

looking at the trees outside

looking at the people passing by

but then to my amazement and utterly surprise

a guy decided to stick his buttocks in my face.

I’m sorry people, I know the last part doesn’t really fit, but there just is no other way to explain the situation that occured to me when we were on the train from southern Germany to Lübeck. The train was so crammed, and people were trying desperately to get to their seats. That guy probably  just decided that I looked small and thought that I might not care, so he  let the people go by, and by doing this compressing his behind into my privacy. I was not very amused when he finaly left, but at least that was an icebreaker to get into a conversation with the people sitting next to us. So I guess there is something good to everything in life… Don’t you think so?

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Artful Trainstation (Lia)

ulzen

Ulzen train station. The station as artwork from Hundertwasser. Stunning.

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Baltic Sea Sunset II – Lia

Nine o’clock in the evening. This far north the sun still shines brightly. Only the locals sit with ease outdoors on the clubhouse terrace impervious to the biting wind. We tourists sit indoors drinking our drinks and sense the lingering company of the bar customers from the dark winter past.

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Baltic Sea Sunset II – Lia

Eight o’clock in the evening. This far north the sun still shines brightly. Only the locals sit with ease outdoors on the clubhouse terrace impervious to the biting wind. We tourists sit indoors drinking our drinks and sense the lingering company of the bar customers from the dark winter past.

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Baltic Sea Sunset I – Lia

At the end of the wharf, two women stand, looking out to sea, but lost in their conversation. Their long blond hair wildly whips in the wind. A seagull dives recklessly through their line of vision, slicing the water’s surface, into the dark depths below.

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