Manch einer vermisst dann doch die alte Homepage, die schwarzeromantik.de – lang ists her. Wie versprochen stelle ich nun peu peu einige alte Gedichte ein; den Anfang macht eines der wenigen, die ich in englisch geschrieben habe – damals in Indien im Winter 2004.<\/p>\n
Caleidoscope Heart<\/strong><\/p>\n A beggar, a sailor The first rose is blue A beggar, a sailor Manch einer vermisst dann doch die alte Homepage, die schwarzeromantik.de – lang ists her. Wie versprochen stelle ich nun peu peu einige alte Gedichte ein; den Anfang macht eines der wenigen, die ich in englisch geschrieben habe – damals in Indien im Winter 2004.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":4464,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[623,12],"tags":[881,880,861,1869,1854],"class_list":["post-4463","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-schwarze-romantik","category-wortwelt","tag-caleidoscope-heart","tag-gedicht","tag-indien","tag-lyrik","tag-schwarze-romantik","post-preview"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4463","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4463"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4463\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4506,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4463\/revisions\/4506"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/4464"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4463"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4463"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beveswelt.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4463"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nand a fisherman sail
\nthrough nightgloomy stars
\nthrough beauty and gale
\nthey carry ten roses
\neach one is a part
\nof a wheel turning round
\ncalled caleidoscope heart<\/p>\n
\nlike the sky and the sea
\nthe second is black
\nlike a crow on a tree
\nthe third rose is silver
\nlike a star sparkling light
\nand the forth rose is red
\nlike a fire at night
\nthe fifth rose is green
\nlike pepper and tea
\nthe next one is orange
\n– a sunset by sea
\nthe seventh is dusty
\nlike the rocks and the roads
\nthe eighth one is dying
\nlike many lost hopes
\nthe ninth rose is amber
\nlike Heeras dark eyes
\nand the last one is coloured
\nlike all indian lies<\/p>\n
\nand a fisherman sail
\nthrough nightgloomy stars
\nthrough beauty and gale
\nthey carry ten roses
\neach one is a part
\nof a wheel turning round
\ncalled caleidoscope heart<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"