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Drifting Contemplations: Winter & Blue (Elfchen poetry)

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Elfchen is a type of poem consisting of eleven words in a specific format of words per line:
Row 1: one word
Row 2: two words
Row 3: three words
Row 4: four words and
Row 5: one word.

top 10 meilleurs site de rencontre Elf is the German word for eleven. Adding –chen to a noun in German gives it a sense of being wee or dear. The word Elfchen (always capitalized, as are all German nouns) translated into English is roughly elevenie.
Eleven word poem again doesn’t mean that you write a quote with eleven words and split it in five lines, every line should have a meaning and should stand for itself.

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Blue…
sinking depths…
choked other colours…
fog surrounds my mind…
lost

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Winter…
snow descends…
purity and death…
sublime and angelic juxtaposition…
transfixing

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He Was Summer (poem)

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http://www.dalelast.com.au/piskodrele/firyue/3402 All the colours that
were held in the
knot of summer
that was unfastened
by the winds of change
dispersed
over trees in
the shape of hanging leaves…

london hook up app they said that this autumn
too appeared
like an unseasonal spring…
I felt like a fool
telling them that
no colours made
themselves visible to me…

my summer was he
and summer had moved on
leaving behind a melancholic song…
and a new kind of somber
made itself home in my world…
the kind even the owls
who had made friends
with the night inside me detested…
and they too took flight…

that ever lasting moment
of his unuttered goodbye
dunked my world…
it’s whole…
into an eerie blue…
my existence…
the blood inside…
my veins…
my eyes too…
all wore blue…

I was always
a corpse…
more near to death
than to life…
perpetually dying
except that summer
when he brought
life and colours to my eyes…
and now his departure
froze even my will
to breathe…
all I felt
saw
breathed
and held was blue…
he was the elite summer
with whom faded all my colours…

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