We'll defeat your jealousy with our stars of doom.

Hello everybody!

I hope you are fine? I myself am... very much! I received a message from the ezine which does the competition I participated in recently, and they said that, even though they chose another person's work, they found my poem very thrilling. :) I hope you will, too!! ^__^

Here it goes:
 

Die Eifersucht der Meere

((The jealousy of the seas))

 

Man erzählt sich von den Meeren,
Dass sie gerne Menschen wären,
Dass sie ständig danach trachten,
Sie zu fesseln und entmachten.

 

((People tell a tale about the seas,

Saying they'd like to be humans,

That they are constantly concerned with

Their wish to tie them up and disempower them))

Und ich sage es nicht gerne,
Doch sie fangen gerne Sterne,
Sperren sie in die Laterne,
Und reisen in die Ferne.

 

((And I do not like to say this now,

But they like to catch the stars,

Imprison them in the lantern,

And travel to the distance.))

Sterne würden gern entkommen,
Doch die Meere reisen weiter,
Werden munter, singen heiter.
Hätt‘ man Sterne nur entnommen!

 

((Stars would like to flee,

But the seas do travel further,

Perk up, sing joyfully.

If only somebody'd taken the stars away!))

Die Laternen überdauern
Selbst den kalten Jänner
In Räumen der Seemänner
Leuchten sie dahin und trauern.

 

((The lanterns outlive

Even the cold January

In the rooms of the sea people,

They shine their light and grieve.))

Vielleicht ist es Seemannsgarn,
Was ich hier nun hab‘ geschrieben.
Die Knoten der Geschichte
Werden mehr als Lügen wiegen.

 

((Maybe it is a cock-and-bull story,

Which I have written down in here.

The knots of the story

Will weigh more than the lies.))

 

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I am looking forward to the next competition! Also, I will most likely participate in this year's NaNoWriMo again! :) And I desperately hope this time I will have a lot more to write... :P I do not know yet what I will write, but... yeah... Let's hope for the best!! :D

 

Many greetings to y'all!!

 

~Rina

I look in the mirror, and all I see......

Hello dears!

I have had a tough few days prior to this one, but I wanted to show you my poem for the "100 Bilder - 100 Geschichten" competition still. The picture showed a parcel which was partly broken, hence the... Ah, you will see!

Das Geschenk

Das Paket war angekommen und schon, so nahm man an,
Waren darin die Geschenke präsent für jedermann.
Schleunigst wurd‘ geöffnet, was der Karton versprach,
Doch als sie hineinblickten, lagen die Gefühle brach:
Ein schmutziges Paar Schuhe und ein angenagter Brief,
Was immer angekommen, betrachtete man schief.

„Ich habe nichts zu geben“, so sprach nun das Papier,
„Doch diese Schuhe trugen mich von euch bereits zu mir.
Und obwohl die Wege schwer und steinig waren, war
Der Gedanke an die schöne Zeit mit euch stets für mich da.
Das Leben jedoch hat nun and’res mit mir vor,
Doch bevor ich gehen muss, nur ein Wort in meinem Ohr:
Sende! Send‘ das Leben den Kindern nur zum Dank,
Auf dass sie leben lernen, und niemals werden krank.“

Translation (roughly, as always):

The Gift

The parcel arrived and already, one expected,
There were gifts present for everyone.
Quickly one opened what the cardboard promised,
But when they looked inside, the feelings lay idle:
A dirty pair of shoes and a letter eaten away,
Whatever arrived one looked at disapprovingly.

"I have nothing to give", the paper spoke now,
"But these shoes carried me from you to me already.
And even when the paths were hard and rocky, there was
The thought of the beautiful time with you always there for me.
Life, however, has something else planned for me,
But before I have to leave, only a word in my ear:
Send! Send life to the children just to thank them,
May they learn living and never become ill."

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I hope you like it! I tried to stay as close to the original translation-wise in English, but there is a rhyming scheme still viewable in the original poem (a fairly easy one, I have to admit.).

Have a lovely rest of the day!