COLORS OF TIME

  every word was once a poem (ralph waldo emerson)

dusk
snowflakes
falling
into
a
dust bin



winter walk
with the white winds
my wild will




snow flurry beyond the river the cloister's lights

equinox
the village in the twilight
of time




spring dusk
a black sheep
joins the flock


night wind
in the northern woods
in the wake of
no one





heat wave
explaining my life
to a stranger



thunder
a millipede
on the toilet floor




alpine pasture
a cowpat releases
two butterflies




a plastic spoon
full of beach sand
1st day of autumn




autumn dusk
in the deciduous woods
the colors of time



the cold cold wind blows me into the blue church

winter dusk
a fly in my glass explores
the emptiness

spring morning
i take the road
towards the clouds



walked all day  
face to face now  
with the sun





The Rhythm Of the Universe



bedtime
my life becomes
a dream

night wind
the rhythm
of the universe



coming closer
to where the dog barks …
autumn stars

frosty night
house by house the steam
of our talk


the empty mirror at night


autumn evening
the washing machine's
fade out

dream over
a crow calls me
into another one





subway
the (untold) story
in a stranger's face

winter rain outside
the pub
the bitterness inside
me




The Fragrance of the Earth


opening the window
after lovemaking
the earth's fragrance


spring cleaning
the thin layer of dust
on my glasses

cowbells
the deep red
of rosehips


lingering heat ...
out of a small shop  
the smell of the past


evening wind
the flicker in the eyes
of a pumpkin



autumn rain
the child touches my cheek
with a sponge


first snow
i listen to the sound
of the toy train


red sun
the weight
of my life




Copyright 2010 by DIETMAR TAUCHNER