Weiß Herr (White Lord)

The forests come

walking, forgetting

with me.

(Ich leibe dich, mein Herr.

Ich leibe, mein Herr.

Weiß Herr.)

Ich bin vergessen-

eine Frau.

The forests come

sighing, dying

in me.

(Ich leibe dich, mein Herr.

Ich leibe, mein Herr.

Weiß Herr.)

Ich bin vergessen-

das eis.

The forests come

dancing, regretting

for me.

Ich bin vergessen-

hertz bricht.

The forests come

wading, swimming

in night.

(Ich leibe dich, mein Herr.

Ich leibe, mein Herr.

Weiß Herr.

von Israel und

von Armeen.)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful dear Anna. I liked the use the German and English language. Made the poem more wonderful. I liked the gentle verse making the reader believe and understand. Thank you Anna for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote