Nederlands  English  

Pearlspinner


birdvalley
The earth in mountains and valleys
hidden are the wings
the shrieking of thousands of gullets
soft the luring of the forest
behind the mountains the outblown sails are sweeping

phantom ship
In the cleaved foamings
overwinds itself the ship
endlessly roaming
in imageless waters
never it reaches the broken waters at the coast

seanumbing
Soft the water
in sourceless birth
white images mingle themselves with their perceivement
the body ripples under the sea
at the edge of the water ashines the forest

creaking wood in moonlight
See the descended lightning
spread out over mossy grounds
motionless the trees
easy the branches are breaking

capricorn beetle
On the ground the horned burrowing
through leaves and swineshair lights the darkness
the fog comes on

mirage
The clouds enborder the suspended water
in the branches the blinks
of fled birds
out of a distance the clanking of sound

the tin factory
Creakiness and shattering
of separated touches
a tin to fill up
it doesn't know it's rim
silent are the surrounded places

whisperdome
In between raised walls
in dense whispering interweaved
reflection of unspoken sounds
in vaulted arches

pearlspinner
All directions link together
in the embracement of the oval being
the overstretching reaches here it's limit
the land riddles the light

fata morgana
Reflected in all parts
of a self reflecting source
movable through soft rotatating arches
frameless becomes the image

the weightlessness principle
White translucent light
the unrelenting slaughter
the heavyness sunken in belivable clouds
that nobody knows

Mommur Chasma - Pearlspinner