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Tristan Niggemann Poems
The Wolf King
One silent night, in winters hands, The wolf king howled and cried, His pack had strode through field and land, When his merry wolf queen died.
The beauty of life trough the eyes of a ...
The stillness of a vivid beating, Vilified itself repeating, Like the rhythm of a clock, Dysfunctioning in awe and shock.
For All Of Them
Who are you, oh charming maiden? Glance at me, with wonder laden. Bestow me with your pretty glare, The smile below your golden hair,
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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The Wolf King
One silent night, in winters hands,
The wolf king howled and cried,
His pack had strode through field and land,
When his merry wolf queen died.
They took a walk, in forests deep,
Went from tree to tree,
Climbed the walls and valleys steep,
But foggy winds made hard to see,
What lay beneath the paws,
Not stick nor stone, nor step,
When suddenly she clasped her jaws,
And fell into a trap.
The wind was howling with the king,
Screaming out his sad uncertain,
When the queen began to sing.
'My beloved king, I have to leave, ...