Berlin Poem

[thirdeyedmt]

A history as tormenting, as it is old,

From axi to aly and soviet strong hold,

A place no longer, divided by stone,

Now free to roam, almost twenty years gone,

Scholars of Humboldt, include Einstein and Grimm,

They bring us Relativity and Rumpelstiltskin,

"Den opvern von kreig und gewalterschaft",

No lesson learned, no way to advance,

Why burn all the books? The greatest of sin,

Pre warning from Heiner, and so did man burn,

Unter den linden, cemented and closed,

Ghostly like rumble, from free trains below,

Once soldiers opposed at the Brandenburg gate,

August eighty nine, no more reason to hate,

Two parties, no different, same goal they aspired,

Flashpoint in time, PATSY.......Reichstag fire,

Two thousand four hundred? Number a mystery,

Location so strange, no working camps here,

Jewish memorial, symbolic, well kept,

Bunker die Fuhrer unmarked and unswept.

[473geo]

You don't dwell long on the beauty of Berlin and the joy of casting off these historic ghosts.....paints a dark picture loaded with past memories especially the well written closing 2 lines.....is that what the poem was really about?

[thirdeyedmt]

You don't dwell long on the beauty of Berlin and the joy of casting off these historic ghosts.....paints a dark picture loaded with past memories especially the well written closing 2 lines.....is that what the poem was really about?

pretty much

[473geo]

Then you have portrayed your observations well....sombre and well written....but perhaps not as many present day Berliners experience.

Edited June 1, 2009 by 473geo

[thirdeyedmt]

Then you have potrayed your observations well....sombre and well written....but perhaps not as many present day Berliners experience.

thanks

[Nignoy]

Then you have potrayed your observations well....sombre and well written....but perhaps not as many present day Berliners experience.

thanks

I enjoyed your poem, just thought up this little ditty, Nignoys Berlin

So neat and so fine.

Full of dour memories,

That are yours and not mine.

Of bock wurst and bier and thuringer mett,

Of cake from Kempinski when the tables all set.

tourists are moaning soaking wet with the rain,

No trams are running looks the taxi again,

The kids are excited and mums getting mad,

I,ll kill im I will when I find your dad!

Dont worry mummy we know what to do,

Dads workin his butt off at the berlinerZoo!

Berlin is old as the hills and the Spey,

It gaves pleasure to millions on 1 single day,

when the zoo shuts its doors and the animals sleep,

got a date with a Berliner that I have to keep!

So blonde and bubbly, cool and yet nice,

my berliner date,is with Berliner Weiss!!

[473geo]

Thanks Nignoy...that is more how I remember Berlin...a little more cheerful.......although well aware too of the historical side in poem 1

I am also mindfull of the discreet references to Thailand hidden in the poems which may not be visible to all.....I expect only the most astute members of this forum will see the connections...