trying to steal time

25. Oktober 2009

Laila, watching

26. September 2009

wondering why

25. September 2009

serving the night

25. September 2009

bookmarking

25. August 2009

talking it over

25. Juni 2009

my brother in berlin

21. Juni 2009

a while ago

25. Mai 2009

a while ago

The Short Memoires of a Diplomat

19. Mai 2009

 No, I wasn’t pleased to meet you all.
With some of you, the talk was rather small
and the drinks were never long enough.
Excuse me if I sound e little rough.
A diplomat is mostly just a mime. 
We’re not allowed to call it waste of time,
when everybody thinks we have a ball.

While some to meet, I must say, was a pleasure,
for many others dullness does not measure –
so big their ego was, so small their heart.
Were I allowed to make a brand new start,
there are some, whose names I would recall,
while others’, please forgive me, not at all.

I wasn’t very pleased to spend my time
with people lacking any sense of beauty,
but often had to, in my line of duty.
They all had reasons, but I found no rhyme.

So if I turn my back now to this race
of vanities, I’m looking for a place,
where small things speak and pride is just a mumble.
I long for people honest, true and humble.
And for a slower pace.

my daughter, smiling

12. Mai 2009