tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56765712461628398682011-07-30T20:53:53.519-07:00Wörterjuli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-40014703916797065862009-08-02T14:29:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:31:19.142-07:00Ganz natürlich<div>schließen sich Kreise</div><div>Ohne Anstrengung</div><div>verbindet sich das, </div><div>was zusammen gehört.</div><div>Es "klickt" leise beim Einrasten...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-4001470391679706586?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-16289903385714829482009-08-02T14:23:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:29:06.419-07:00Ich sehe mich am Ufer<div>im hohen Gras sitzen.</div><div>Die Sonne scheint sanft</div><div>Und ein leichter Wind bewegt</div><div>die dichten, dunklen Bäume</div><div>am anderen Ufer.</div><div>Das Wasser fließt stetig vorbei</div><div>kommt von links und geht</div><div>nach rechts</div><div>ist immer neu.</div><div>Ich bin nicht alleine.</div><div>Fühle mich geborgen.</div><div>Links von mir ist Liebe zu mir.</div><div>Ich glaube nicht nur da.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-1628990338571482948?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-27023860906453956012009-08-02T14:19:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:23:04.950-07:00Eine Taube kommt herein<div>Immer wieder</div><div>Mit zwei grünen Ringen</div><div>an den Füßen.</div><div>Ihr fallen vor Müdigkeit</div><div>die Augen zu.</div><div>Frisch eingeflogen</div><div>aus den Niederlanden.</div><div>Sie scheint sich wohl zu fühlen</div><div>bei den Büchern.</div><div>Eine Taube kommt herein</div><div>Immer wieder.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-2702386090645395601?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-37546941947650996812009-08-02T14:14:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:19:20.575-07:00Da lastet das auf mir,<div>was man Zweifel nennt,</div><div>Hebt und senkt sich</div><div>mit jedem Atemzug.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-3754694194765099681?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-43153843818309742072009-08-02T14:11:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:12:47.664-07:00Muss gucken,<div>dass ich bei mir bleibe,</div><div>mich nicht verliere</div><div>in Anderen</div><div>Auch nicht</div><div>Und erst recht nicht</div><div>In der Liebe Anderer </div><div>zu mir.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-4315384381830974207?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-36215014548871197692009-08-02T14:09:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:11:01.035-07:00Ich esse die Minuten, Stunden,<div>Fresse alles auf</div><div>Und die Zeit dehnt sich aus</div><div>In meinem Bauch.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-3621501454887119769?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-73245589378490200072009-08-02T14:08:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:09:18.482-07:00Vielleicht bin ich<div>Ein Strich</div><div>in der Landschaft</div><div>Ein Baum</div><div>ohne Wurzeln</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-7324558937849020007?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-76738147200243419732009-08-02T14:07:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:08:08.777-07:00Ich bin<div>So</div><div>Ich bin So So</div><div>Bin ich so?</div><div>So So</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-7673814720024341973?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-49561883950262223572009-08-02T14:04:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:05:57.616-07:00Ob ich mich selbst betrüge,<div>wenn ich meine </div><div>die Anderen zu betrügen,</div><div>ohne,</div><div>dass sie es wüssten-</div><div>und ich es wollte?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-4956188395026222357?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-58400600708082878382009-08-02T14:00:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:04:12.813-07:00Ich sehe die Geschichten<div>von damals</div><div>hinter verschlossenen Türen</div><div>Und Fenstern</div><div>Sehe in den Farben</div><div>die einstige Pracht</div><div>Die Engel</div><div>die die Dächer tragen</div><div>werden wissen</div><div>wie man Geschichte macht.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-5840060070808287838?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-73448675177741780202009-08-02T13:55:00.000-07:002009-08-02T14:00:29.907-07:00Schneesturm-<div>Wie von Sinnen </div><div>In dunkler Nacht</div><div>Rote Lichter vorn</div><div>Drinnen warm-</div><div>Gedankenvoll</div><div>Ich liebe Winter</div><div>Wie Spiegel am Boden</div><div>Konzentration</div><div>Auf die Stimmen von Innen</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-7344867517774178020?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-7349310484390851672009-08-02T13:51:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:54:17.108-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Parallele Welt</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><div>Eine in der Anderen</div><div>Die Andere in der Einen</div><div>Und alles so lebendig</div><div>Und alles so schön</div><div>Doch soweit entfernt</div><div>Und so getrennt</div><div>Als wären sie gar nicht da</div><div>Als sähen sie sich nicht</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Parallele Welt</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-734931048439085167?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-75144987999811763952009-08-02T13:48:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:50:58.864-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Nacht</span><div>Beseelte Gestalten</div><div>dunkle Massen</div><div>Und Glanz</div><div>Kleine Funken</div><div>Küsse</div><div>Und Angst</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Nacht</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-7514498799981176395?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-58040922926563725692009-08-02T13:45:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:48:10.728-07:00Wörter können so sehr <div>Schönheit sein</div><div>Sehnsucht</div><div>Sie können so sehr Du sein</div><div>Noch ein Rätsel</div><div>Verzaubert</div><div>So sehr Schönheit</div><div>Sehnsucht</div><div>Du</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-5804092292656372569?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-62799509108094028032009-08-02T13:42:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:44:48.018-07:00Sie verliert sich in Gefallen,<div>löst sich auf in Augenblicke,</div><div>verfliegt in Bannen von Sekunden,</div><div>als wär` sie niemals da gewesen.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-6279950910809402803?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5676571246162839868.post-44992602682395377462009-08-02T13:38:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:41:58.482-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Weg</span><div><br /></div><div>Suche mich, finde Dich<br /></div><div>Endecke mich in Dir.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5676571246162839868-4499260268239537746?l=julibeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>juli_beckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03392299891406639573noreply@blogger.com0