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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJRfZgcWd-e1I7PZyB3-Tb7E3ZKc9Q0HJ58MOl-zPBwCCrdx0DtftN8vM98GdBGfrtmOjr5CvuUDV8XjyMx24-PL_kAIRkV0gpgJU1Xa9yGLLnCvzTkx37PYOI6QPf7DETXdsiCrj3TM/s320/classic12.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-33461727773111538352012-09-23T03:29:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.640-08:00Musik und Klang<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0h8_Vn06nERv17v8xjSqtf7c8AnohKdQh2bzQPhI8cc4kHmvyFYM6wQlf-qkOpHdv8LAxtc_AgzdStpjCmjzomCLNNqpANChKp9x8aRHHy0W4YMg8xFoB4hdP0cWqpDkuLKjFUVWT-iM/s1600/cock1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0h8_Vn06nERv17v8xjSqtf7c8AnohKdQh2bzQPhI8cc4kHmvyFYM6wQlf-qkOpHdv8LAxtc_AgzdStpjCmjzomCLNNqpANChKp9x8aRHHy0W4YMg8xFoB4hdP0cWqpDkuLKjFUVWT-iM/s320/cock1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Die Zeit ordnet vieles, rückt die Gefühle an neue Plätze. Kein klarer Kopf, aber etwas Abstand.... Gestern haben wir wieder das Grieg-Konzert gegeben. Erstaunlich viel Publikum und ich war gut. Sehr viel Applaus, aber allmählich wird es auch langweilig. Neues? Weiß nicht. Das Lesen fällt mir leicht und ist ja auch kein Aufwand. Ein wenig Schauspiel, das Publikum mit auf die Reise nehmen. Hätte ich nur früher damit angefangen. Vor ein paar Jahren wäre ich aber wohl vor Aufregung umgefallen, jetzt ist es so einfach. Nur ein kleines Kribbeln und dann Gefangene nehmen..... müsste doch eigentlich jeder können. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Andreas spielt "Jerusalem", erste Vorbereitungen für den 01. Dezember. Er spielt wieder Orgel und wir werden singen. Das passt sicher gut.<br /><br />And did those feet in ancient time.<br />Walk upon Englands mountains green:<br />And was the holy Lamb of God,<br />On Englands pleasant pastures seen!<br /><br />And did the Countenance Divine,<br />Shine forth upon our clouded hills?<br />And was Jerusalem builded here,<br />Among these dark Satanic Mills?<br /><br />Bring me my Bow of burning gold;<br />Bring me my Arrows of desire:<br />Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!<br />Bring me my Chariot of fire!<br /><br />I will not cease from Mental Fight,<br />Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:<br />Till we have built Jerusalem,<br />In Englands green & pleasant Land </div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-76374702300828854822012-09-10T11:01:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.684-08:00Damian Rice - 9 Crimes (Live Abbey Road 2006)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vHt72jJ_1t0?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-31779890642831762422012-09-10T10:51:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.639-08:00pensif<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7UWWeHWzaLXWahg1t4aRvR8fskns-aZemMMVU0STZF4OElQm0zQMfGo6nI0Pfh7reU4YXVMgJ3P5X4K4wOQ4PbrBW9t0QYA3VOUCNm5mlySXvSb3hoHeAA3ggn3a_IpW8Mpvy2pL1W8/s1600/pensif2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7UWWeHWzaLXWahg1t4aRvR8fskns-aZemMMVU0STZF4OElQm0zQMfGo6nI0Pfh7reU4YXVMgJ3P5X4K4wOQ4PbrBW9t0QYA3VOUCNm5mlySXvSb3hoHeAA3ggn3a_IpW8Mpvy2pL1W8/s1600/pensif2.jpg" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-45700074651178392502012-09-10T10:48:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.656-08:00can´t take my eyes off you...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-J9RFBPhaij1-S7KRYyo57TvGAa10dLhe2QnGqQqqznpPsFh5cmE0rvRXrjMVkQKTYEjugxl29h6Vdt50QjVTLACK2Skx8qzLWTNwcDiZEA6ThDFXGC2u4n9gqqpCrR1SA3fFF5mF9M/s1600/cigabw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-J9RFBPhaij1-S7KRYyo57TvGAa10dLhe2QnGqQqqznpPsFh5cmE0rvRXrjMVkQKTYEjugxl29h6Vdt50QjVTLACK2Skx8qzLWTNwcDiZEA6ThDFXGC2u4n9gqqpCrR1SA3fFF5mF9M/s320/cigabw.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>And so it is<br />Just like you said it would be<br />Life goes easy on me<br />Most of the time<br />And so it is<br />The shorter story<br />No love, no glory<br />No hero in her sky<br /><br />I can't take my eyes off of you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes off of you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes...<br /><br />And so it is<br />Just like you said it should be<br />We'll both forget the breeze<br />Most of the time<br />And so it is<br />The colder water<br />The blower's daughter<br />The pupil in denial<br /><br />I can't take my eyes off of you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes off of you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes off you<br />I can't take my eyes...<br /><br />Did I say that I loathe you?<br />Did I say that I want to<br />Leave it all behind?<br /><br />I can't take my mind off of you<br />I can't take my mind off you<br />I can't take my mind off of you<br />I can't take my mind off you<br />I can't take my mind off you<br />I can't take my mind...<br />My mind...my mind...<br />'Til I find somebody new oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-89701054468472772712012-09-09T11:11:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.701-08:00a vision of the past<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8JRq3-arxuSlzvhv9iRrs2WQ7CNiffhWzHVBUabU7nNnWH_jOX5MHsh0bhjJGob7_I6P0Za0cfekaZXVpAdZYagLKvcZwt6UUPsp_A4yNY5xZhvuPQ5YJGfnnpxyhjb1oPa_TUfkF4w/s1600/glassof5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="471" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8JRq3-arxuSlzvhv9iRrs2WQ7CNiffhWzHVBUabU7nNnWH_jOX5MHsh0bhjJGob7_I6P0Za0cfekaZXVpAdZYagLKvcZwt6UUPsp_A4yNY5xZhvuPQ5YJGfnnpxyhjb1oPa_TUfkF4w/s640/glassof5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-55533243079950322602012-09-09T11:08:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.665-08:00dimanche<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskwyW0B0D9wytiXzmwidg3zj6n4KWsHQ33cCOs3HHOxnFlM5ZA3oCo15POeR6Xlktu732pflO54pobXt48b3a-0JNUHCktAt9YvUXdgX8-JQkGnFaGg748Kb__8YWqh8P01AdKEffVkk/s1600/blick.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskwyW0B0D9wytiXzmwidg3zj6n4KWsHQ33cCOs3HHOxnFlM5ZA3oCo15POeR6Xlktu732pflO54pobXt48b3a-0JNUHCktAt9YvUXdgX8-JQkGnFaGg748Kb__8YWqh8P01AdKEffVkk/s320/blick.gif" width="266" /></a></div>thought it might help writing it down, but...<br /><br /><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-65089421699380172222012-09-08T08:25:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.676-08:00gedanken - grau<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjo3Gc6tvVz85vGDS0g9NNmmqobsRaxHjo0zRnWu5ufhtNUW34uXSRsfSJbt7RPc5T5SdR1xP1SZvrDdeUrOO6muEQkSoLgpyzpwE8Zv3DlXjIMz0TzQvdPCXcHYDjbj_RhZ-WaJ_j_IE/s1600/face52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjo3Gc6tvVz85vGDS0g9NNmmqobsRaxHjo0zRnWu5ufhtNUW34uXSRsfSJbt7RPc5T5SdR1xP1SZvrDdeUrOO6muEQkSoLgpyzpwE8Zv3DlXjIMz0TzQvdPCXcHYDjbj_RhZ-WaJ_j_IE/s320/face52.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> was für ein gefühl dieses kribbeln das nicht verschwindet und mich durch den tag begleitet. die bilder im kopf, ausufernde fantasien, die komplikationen - wie wolken am himmel, vor oder nach dem gewitter, grau-heftiger wind.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">was passiert wenn man sich beim abschied umarmt, wenn diese umarmung nur ein paar sekunden länger dauert als gewöhnlich? ist das dann noch freundlich, dank für einen schönen abend? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">und warum schießt dann alles in pulsender unbekümmertheit in den schwanz? fett und aufrecht auf dem ganzen weg nach hause? </div><div style="text-align: justify;">und dann kein schnelles aufbäumen auf feuchten laken nur das gedankentoben in ganz seltsamer zufriedenheit. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0e83Y9Jg5cNPLsJnpIgE2VCKHFYg02ZsuJM96L5Q8mvAQurXDYp6a57m_PQXV-n03jWtmlScKATk0oG-UbDWevzfHStC6hXOlza77QK5iGDAJzVroGhBBPGZzUdpVkMwerObV0qhvscg/s1600/face740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0e83Y9Jg5cNPLsJnpIgE2VCKHFYg02ZsuJM96L5Q8mvAQurXDYp6a57m_PQXV-n03jWtmlScKATk0oG-UbDWevzfHStC6hXOlza77QK5iGDAJzVroGhBBPGZzUdpVkMwerObV0qhvscg/s320/face740.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> nun ja, so geht das nun seit ein paar tagen und ich befürchte opfer meiner ausufernden fantasie zu sein. einer von den irren, die sich aus nett gemeinten gesten ein großartiges zerrbild malen mit gold und silber und viel warmem rot.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">wahrscheinlich sind diese traumspiele der viel interessantere teil und ich befürchte fast, der zufriedenstellendere. was wenn er meinen schwanz gespürt hätte oder ich länger die zarte haut gestreichelt hätte oder mir weit früher schon seine männlichen füße gegriffen und sie massiert hätte. kein schönes gefühl jemanden zu enttäuschen der einen mag und der einen als freund betrachtet, als echten freund dem man sich anvertrauen kann. </div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">und trotzdem hätte ich gern mit ihm in diesem großen bett gelegen. mit meiner zungen diesen körper erkundet, ihn gerochen, ihn gespürt. beobachtet wie er sich hingibt sich mir überlässt.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMuTVnLqLB9wNOFCcwXVi1jwJu3ADLreEU-stARXfMdXzD4AGGSz8zj4cb7zv52CspDyfglwYGDQplftGXbC41vtiUmeQ95e5VIp5m3ApY6YA5LfbSyU3yjIxjiR68Z4ZYvjIr27Mz6_U/s1600/face741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMuTVnLqLB9wNOFCcwXVi1jwJu3ADLreEU-stARXfMdXzD4AGGSz8zj4cb7zv52CspDyfglwYGDQplftGXbC41vtiUmeQ95e5VIp5m3ApY6YA5LfbSyU3yjIxjiR68Z4ZYvjIr27Mz6_U/s320/face741.jpg" width="220" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> über ein schlechtes gewissen brauche ich gar nicht zu spekulieren, das hätte sich von ganz allein eingestellt oder bin ich schon so weit entfernt, dass ich vielleicht gar nichts gespürt hätte.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">ist es lächerlich sich so viele gedanken zu machen? ein schneller fick und die sache wäre eine schöne erinnerung? leider bin ich nicht so gepolt. würde alles viel leichter machen, oder? aber ich denke den ganzen tag nur daran ob es irgendeine klitzekleine chance gibt, dass er auch so empfinden könnte und als zugabe zu unserer freundschaft auch noch meinen körper begehrt.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">das ist wohl das entscheidende. manchmal ist es besser die dinge nicht mit letzter gewissheit zu kennen, noch ein wenig hoffnung zu haben. grauenvoll wenn meine geilheit zerstören würde was sich doch gerade erst aufbaut.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL2RBfe6S5lUgjSKxr5X81GCShb-Q7ynISVUZLONUNEeZtzXQcDCL6VE7X0Df7IRQ4B9VRU_Ktu01QArQl3JtYy8m4A2zqfCTmU9pgvfjv3Aox2PI947yB5YxxMrCabyW4ilRWTZY3MHg/s1600/face744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL2RBfe6S5lUgjSKxr5X81GCShb-Q7ynISVUZLONUNEeZtzXQcDCL6VE7X0Df7IRQ4B9VRU_Ktu01QArQl3JtYy8m4A2zqfCTmU9pgvfjv3Aox2PI947yB5YxxMrCabyW4ilRWTZY3MHg/s320/face744.jpg" width="214" /></a> oder ich bin in meiner dummheit nicht fähig gewesen die zeichen zu erkennen. ein missdeuteter blick, eine einladung die ich nicht als solche verstanden habe. ich habe da keinerlei erfahrung und er, mit vielen jahren und vielen männern im vorsprung hält mich eventuell für abweisend in meiner stille. ablenken wenn es an heikle themen kommt, kann ich gut.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Egal, heute abend sehe ich ihn wieder, ich sehe ihn jede woche in der chrorprobe, er sitzt sogar neben mir und ich habe im nebel vorweggenommener gefühle sogar einen liedtext darüber geschrieben, ein lied und ein text der andere tatsächlich schon zum weinen gebracht hat. man mag es kaum glauben, aber vielleicht vermag ich mehr als ich glaube.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihIZF8qWqmyZf-Rj410wx-PXHfUzdQYdaZtq0qXd-JIzLqZNVdmXjlX_Vrq7i_VXOjLKoZz6ADK4-GjWNtAc1JLJaz-9cOJkeDyA4jNtRbmBNLeHS3k_KJE64oYxrje-NlfbXp5niIRko/s1600/faces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihIZF8qWqmyZf-Rj410wx-PXHfUzdQYdaZtq0qXd-JIzLqZNVdmXjlX_Vrq7i_VXOjLKoZz6ADK4-GjWNtAc1JLJaz-9cOJkeDyA4jNtRbmBNLeHS3k_KJE64oYxrje-NlfbXp5niIRko/s400/faces.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-58864477350886850072012-06-11T09:27:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.670-08:00Über 400 Menschen singen vor dem Saarbrücker Rathaus!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9tKn_TGABWM?fs=1" width="480"></iframe>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-49964058942983700922012-05-16T07:37:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.661-08:00das nasse hemd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyOkSglYbBHXXXyTMvuipD8L_qBgjVDK0MCdDxnRMALqmR5T6B2M6wkcb-_BTkh49tkCMitNG4U6z4yMXhNMsnjEVePfFZNbqG9D7wjC5XAvA-25s36xb24X7_3CONO7Feo8fImK0HVY/s1600/bwhemd.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyOkSglYbBHXXXyTMvuipD8L_qBgjVDK0MCdDxnRMALqmR5T6B2M6wkcb-_BTkh49tkCMitNG4U6z4yMXhNMsnjEVePfFZNbqG9D7wjC5XAvA-25s36xb24X7_3CONO7Feo8fImK0HVY/s1600/bwhemd.gif" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-83587282973489254692012-05-16T07:36:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.694-08:00bei genauerer betrachtung<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_42yNcW1gPi9vo_dd3-kQdqSFH0ahdPDX1oBGJ1G9uJMjAqDe0V2cTND3J0lRk_eYeeQz0g2jlkwHoVxuHljORSdBZZhiwxwAiyKM90JqrVWGfazRlqOHcvTqYIeDAChl_CgoXadoUhM/s1600/bwbulge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_42yNcW1gPi9vo_dd3-kQdqSFH0ahdPDX1oBGJ1G9uJMjAqDe0V2cTND3J0lRk_eYeeQz0g2jlkwHoVxuHljORSdBZZhiwxwAiyKM90JqrVWGfazRlqOHcvTqYIeDAChl_CgoXadoUhM/s200/bwbulge.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">Wir enpfingen alle mâsen<br />gestern, do wir ertber lâsen;<br />daz was uns ein kintlich spil.<br />dô erhôrten wir sô vil<br />unsern hirte ruofen<br />unde wuofen:<br />„kinder, hie gêt slangen vil.“</div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-23665214613489807292012-05-16T07:33:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.636-08:00pose<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV17C5dyvLXkQnevR7jdEcaVuIcmVBT4S0apwAjGs2mhHSAdGzqdMYi7ipnFzsDMtYEeuqt7i5y0lkR9SeRcXcSX8m6w5GGVTXuHL-b_OL5Ly-_HgaSH7N8bvjHKuCzhO68Cb-6J8i7tY/s1600/davidpose.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV17C5dyvLXkQnevR7jdEcaVuIcmVBT4S0apwAjGs2mhHSAdGzqdMYi7ipnFzsDMtYEeuqt7i5y0lkR9SeRcXcSX8m6w5GGVTXuHL-b_OL5Ly-_HgaSH7N8bvjHKuCzhO68Cb-6J8i7tY/s1600/davidpose.png" /></a></div><br />oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-44606008763391035122012-05-16T07:30:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.654-08:00legend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2yO83nxIePl7AK_SQz9Ku7JZTOhyrqF8vicsuKSQ70JJrzQ_XHvlFYXUF0gSTjHEJ_LX0GBKRgEDyAQhl1MWfgysKWx8SAkonfklME2K1qedoV2FKD-FmDoWUitvSDOWPYl_fNKffMQ/s1600/bobw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2yO83nxIePl7AK_SQz9Ku7JZTOhyrqF8vicsuKSQ70JJrzQ_XHvlFYXUF0gSTjHEJ_LX0GBKRgEDyAQhl1MWfgysKWx8SAkonfklME2K1qedoV2FKD-FmDoWUitvSDOWPYl_fNKffMQ/s320/bobw.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;"><strong>Legend</strong></div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;">As silent as a mirror is believed<br />Realities plunge in silence by…</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;">I am not ready for repentance;<br />Nor to match regrets. For the moth<br />Bends no more than the still<br />Imploring flame. And tremorous<br />In the white falling flakes<br />Kisses are,––<br />The only worth all granting.</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;">It is to be learned––<br />This cleaving and this burning,<br />But only by the one who<br />Spends out himself again.</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;">Twice and twice<br />(Again the smoking souvenir,<br />Bleeding eidolon!) and yet again.<br />Until the bright logic is won<br />Unwhispering as a mirror<br />is believed.</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;">Then, drop by caustic drop, a perfect cry<br />Shall string some constant harmony,––<br />Relentless caper for all those who step<br />The legend of their youth into the noon.</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: right;"><strong>Hart Crane </strong><em>(1899-1932)</em></div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-37721075504661496062012-05-16T07:28:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.647-08:00am nachmittag<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho5KWz1uePCDFLr-PjZss79zP45B9l_XwV2OZWJQO6WSCccqRFKWhwS7HgxwlpJ-H5SvsuBPHb8WlWsRrxg__xOKudP3G51wp20GYxB873zyTDTo6PFgFAKvmz7sl2IYL_ONNLLfGL8ZY/s320/brustbw.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><div class="awppost" id="awppost_2254" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><div class="awppage" id="awppost_1_2254"><b>Beschwer über den Bart</b><br /><br />Was ist bey schönem Mund ein starck gewachsner<br />Bart/<br />Der Liebe Wespen-Nest/ ein Dornstrauch um die<br />Rosen/<br />Ein Stoppel süsser Frucht/ ein scharffer Distel-Zaun/<br />Ein Schrancken/ welchen wir den Hafen sperren<br />schaun/<br />Ein spitzer Schifer-Felß in stiller Venus-Fahrt?<br />Wer preist die Käste/ so die Stachel-Schale deckt.<br />Die Perle/ welche noch in rauher Muschel steckt?<br />Mit was für Anmutt ist dem Barte liebzukosen?<br /><br /><br /><b>Hans Aßmann von Abschatz</b> <i>(1646-1699)</i></div></div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-42970441275666505532012-05-16T07:22:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.651-08:00only the two of us<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhglmD-5xi87lqEG1LGZUX1gSQ2fAe4wQNd-V4cmTd3KMTDY669HAzXAeB-OEXtfUIyDBk76kgjvJnlRU7AIgOPGG3XxGDgC6i_UQzk2l435Wo_FqwsM6dsbpalsI3Rx1DzRheHOD_J914/s1600/bwdreh.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhglmD-5xi87lqEG1LGZUX1gSQ2fAe4wQNd-V4cmTd3KMTDY669HAzXAeB-OEXtfUIyDBk76kgjvJnlRU7AIgOPGG3XxGDgC6i_UQzk2l435Wo_FqwsM6dsbpalsI3Rx1DzRheHOD_J914/s320/bwdreh.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="awppost" id="awppost_2284" style="color: #93c47d;"> <div class="awppage" id="awppost_1_2284"> <strong>mare mosso</strong><br /> rauschend<br />bauscht sich<br />das meer<br />rollt sich<br />am strand<br />rauscht<br />bauscht sich<br />beleckt sand<br />bleckt<br />schaum<br />lefzen<br />wirft sich<br />donnernd<br />gegen fels<br />rauscht<br />bauscht sich<br />ich lausche<br />lausche<br />dem meer<br /> <strong>Katharina Lanfranconi</strong> <em>(*1948)</em><br /> </div></div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-10475923083587565462012-05-16T07:20:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.630-08:00Ansichten<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheqacD7N4JIGDsoeTCQv7z6FOx4H7S0SoO2LNf0ZjlSbfLlHv09XcjghFwtJU4Lr3D0G8M3buVwveaamROAnHcBlgUXiED1EAoRFnaNt_E4E4WiPB29T10RKsXjmDIs22i_1-YWi4hAic/s1600/balls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheqacD7N4JIGDsoeTCQv7z6FOx4H7S0SoO2LNf0ZjlSbfLlHv09XcjghFwtJU4Lr3D0G8M3buVwveaamROAnHcBlgUXiED1EAoRFnaNt_E4E4WiPB29T10RKsXjmDIs22i_1-YWi4hAic/s320/balls.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="awppost" id="awppost_2287" style="color: #c27ba0;"> <div class="awppage" id="awppost_1_2287"> <strong>Klugheit der Welt</strong><br /><br /> Du hast den Seneca und Plato wohl gelesen;<br />Allein du kennest nicht der Welt verkehrtes Wesen.<br />Menalcas, glaub’, es steckt viel Weisheit im Betrug,<br />Viel Wissenschaft in den Gebehrden.<br />Du hast Verstand, doch nicht Geschicklichkeit genug,<br />Auch von den Narren selbst für klug geschätzt zu<br />werden.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <strong>Christian Wernicke</strong> <em>(1661-1725)</em><br /> </div></div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041076293872373654.post-5790736028710189522012-05-16T07:17:00.000-07:002012-12-06T05:15:02.669-08:00introduction I<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DwsKG5tD9jZjnyfT0uiGQeJaJSDBo_hu_Yw2VA8cL8BNaL1GM6bjmTCoZ7jacM9Di9bYKcT7I7FDYq6nIcY4GeCToLghwlGOXWgtuqvxPETJmtn6Fxv2myy9m5mUmunlPPDYUJh_sMw/s1600/bwsuit.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DwsKG5tD9jZjnyfT0uiGQeJaJSDBo_hu_Yw2VA8cL8BNaL1GM6bjmTCoZ7jacM9Di9bYKcT7I7FDYq6nIcY4GeCToLghwlGOXWgtuqvxPETJmtn6Fxv2myy9m5mUmunlPPDYUJh_sMw/s1600/bwsuit.gif" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #f6b26b;">Es ist einfach zuviel zu tun. Mehr als 90 Gäste am Samstag. Das Orgelkonzert vorbereiten, die Gästebegrüssung, das bunte Programm am Abend. Den Sekt besorgen. Die Organisten zu den Stücken befragen. Wer kommt wann an? Heute abend schon die erste Freundin die aus Hamburg kommt, morgen meine Eltern, Freunde. Hier Linsen mit Spätzle essen, am Freitag Maultaschen. Das Wetter spielt nicht richtig mit. Es ist kalt und regnet immer wieder..., aber alles wird wunderbar werden!</span></div>oglengoglenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275170581545105231noreply@blogger.com0