I Dreamt of A Past Love

I dreamt of a past love
It was short but sweet,
warm and neat
Not a rush, rather slow
Friend first, lover second

I dreamt of an old love
His warm hands embraced me
Protected me, comforted me
He looked through my eyes
and saw my hurting heart
He didn't even get angry,
that I still had someone with me

"Leave him," he said
"If he hurt you, just leave him and be with me"
We hugged and kissed under the blanket
No further sexual action which I didn't need
I cried for sometime on his shoulder

I dislike the idea of knight in shining armor,
nor a prince on a white horse,
but I'd gladly call him my dragon slayer.

21.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for a short dream about a past love in the time of need.

An Invitation

In an unexpected time I received
A greeting without an envelope
A welcome sent by the wave
Through the sea from north to south

I have told the universe

How the northern ways always fascinate me

Though my sinning ancestors

Had made me unworthy of it

Now I can't wait for the winter

I'll take my dream to fly with me

And cross the glowing rainbow bridge

To dwell with you in the land of myth

05.06.2017

by Frouwelinde

for the invitation to the midwinter celebration among the people of the past

Not Always Good

What is GREEN is not always good
Sometimes GREEN is destroying
GREEN is not peaceful
Although some people claim so

GREEN is destruction and heat
Sometimes a color of warning
What is GREEN is not always good
At least that is what I've learned

What is WHITE is not always good
Sometimes WHITE is not pure
WHITE  is not innocent
Although some people said so

WHITE  is immoral and dark
Sometimes a color of hell
What is WHITE is not always good
At least that is what I've seen

26.05.2017
by Frouwelinde
for something wrong in this society

Escape Plan

Red is the midnight sun that shines on my face
White is the snow I'd gladly dance on
Blue is the sky I sung out loud to

Red is the berries that I ate in summer
White is the mountaintop where I placed all my dreams
Blue is the night when I saw the green light

Red is the house where I feel welcomed at
White is the pavement where I'm safe to walk on
Blue is the sea where my longship sailed on

Red is the love my heart has for you
White is the peace I can find in you
Blue is the inspiration you draw in my mind

Red
White and
Blue
is my escape plan

17.05.2017
by Frouwelinde
for my escape plan

The Girl Who Waited for the Train

I met her today
while I was waiting for the train.
She is still young,
not even twenty.

I asked her calmly
"Are you waiting for the train too?"
"No I am not, because my train is here,"
yet she pointed at her heavy books

"Oh, but those aren't train,"
I said confusely.
"It is to me. They are the train to my dreams,"
I smiled and asked
where will she go with those "train".
"The north," she said, while jumping into a wagon.
It took her to the south.

I saw her today
while I was waiting for the train.
She went south, not north.
I am going to the north.

She was cheerful, although seemed tired by her day.
Her lover has waited
in the end of the railway.
"He is not your lover," I said.
"He is," she insisted. "For now."
"Your lover is in the north," I told her.
She smiled shyly and looked at her books again.

I thought she agreed with me.
Her heart longed for somewhere else
and those foreign books are her train
to reach that somewhere else.

"You're going north," she said, realizing my destination.
"Are you happy?"
Silence fell between us.
"A little," I said, while jumping on my full train wagon.
To the north.

I waved at her today.
We stood on different platforms.
I knew her very well,
yet I couldn't destroy her dream.
"Stop your dream.
Your happiness is still faraway."


 by Frouwelinde
22.02.17
 For my younger self and current self.

New Travel Blog! Check it Out! :)

Halo para pembaca sekalian yang sudah terlantar gara-gara gue jarang update di sini,
jadi begini ceritanya kenapa gue jarang update.


Gue galau.


Ya, gue galau. Tapi bukan karena cinta, pacar atau masa depan. Gue galau gara-gara lihat blog gue yang satu ini berantakan. Gue merasa arahnya gak jelas. Mau dijadikan blog apakah blog ini? Dilihat dari isinya, blog ini gak cocok dibilang buku harian maupun buku sastra. Hahaha... Curcolan gue bertebaran di mana-mana. Tips-tips dan travel stories juga. Plus karya-karya sastra amatir yang bahkan tidak bertema. Jadi untuk apa blog gue ini? Memang waktu buat pertama kali, gue sama sekali gak mikir untuk fokus ke satu arah, tapi lama kelamaan gue pun menyadari bahwa blog ini berantakan T.T


Nah, setelah gue galau beberapa saat dan merenung, akhirnya gue memutuskan untuk membuat blog baru dan membagi konten blog gue secara lebih teratur. Blog ini akan tetap aktif sebagai wadah gue menuangkan dunia khayal dalam bentuk karya sastra seperti cerpen dan puisi, sedangkan blog baru gue adalah blog travel :)


Yuuukk.. dilihat :) Nantinya, semua travel post yang pernah gue buat di sini pun akan dipindahkan dan disesuaikan di blog baru itu. Alamatnya di sini:

A Dreamer's Journey

Selamat membaca!!

by Frouwelinde

25.07.2016

The Gate

The train went through the midnight gate,
the border between daylight of fantasy
and the real.
You and her, she and you,
and me.
Love sat across my bench,
laugh and dreams were beside me,
and myself.
With a song that sings
about a gate,
if I went through which,
I will meet you in the other side.
There is no more night for us,
it says.
Only flower meadows, laugh
and holding hands.

The train went through the summer gate,
the border between past fantasy
and the real.
I and you, you and me,
and us.
Love stays by me,
laugh and dreams are with me,
and ourselves.
With a story that tells
about my gate,
through which I have walked,
and found you in the other side.

16.05.16
by Frouwelinde
for my gate ~ Summer 2013, inspired by all my memorable journey with train since 2013 and the song "das Tor" by Faun :)

Rainy Day by the Sea

On a rainy day by the sea
Where is our boat?
We do not know.
All what I remember is
the time seemed to stop;
like my heartbeat,
as you kissed me.

On a rainy day by the sea
I wondered about your heart.
Did you feel the wave of love
constantly crashing the wall
of your heart, like
the wave in the sea
never stop kissing the docks
on a rainy day by the sea?

10.04.16
by Frouwelinde
for the second rainy day in Bergen, autumn 2014

The Merman

Oh life, I think I saw him!

The water spirit, my element

Do you remember two years ago,

I gave my voice to the sea-witch

to reunite with the prince

and stay in his beach castle.

Oh life, I think I saw him!

The water spirit, the merman

My water sign.

He drowned me in his enchanting words

I was struck with the waves of strange feelings

and I can't resist anymore.

Oh life, what should I do?

I took a terrible choice

to exchange my voice for a pair of legs

and now I am bounded to the prince

unable to go back to the sea.

Oh life, how stupid I was!

For thinking that I was the water sign

And now I saw him, I met him.

The merman who sang me songs

with his seductive voice

while I am bounded here on the land

with my beach prince.

by Frouwelinde

16.03.16

for the merman I saw in my life journey

inspired by Den Lille Havfrue by H.C.Andersen

Excitement

Even after I stood in a long line,
and raced with time
through gates and hallways,
I still cannot be calm on my seat.
Keep changing the position of my legs,
while reading the antique bible of yours.
And when the view on my window
shows me the clouds and blue sky
above small islands of your beautiful land,
my eyes cannot stop seeing.
My mouth cannot stop smiling
and my whole body is flying
far to the imaginary daydreams I always have
back in my homeland

by Frouwelinde
27.10.14
for my feeling on the flight from Frankfurt to Oslo, 15 September 2014