Break Free


           climbing inside.

The fish are unprepared


          I snap them.

The under-water garden’s

Iron is moaning,

                   the eagle flies away,

A fear of atoms spinning;

A new universe begins.

                 We take off.

The crash is multi-colored


                Pariser Platz behind,

                the shadow of man ahead,

                we’re learning how to speak

Hya! Hya!

               They chase

               On dangerous stones.


From within the statued chariot,

                              in the smoke,

               in the lamplight,

an egress!


Let the horses take the blame. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was written in the style of Karl Krolow's work and inspired the by the Quadriga on top of the Branderburger Tor.

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