A Flawed Snowflake

A flawed Snowflake on your rist,
Is there such a thing?
They are all beautiful
And they are unique
As long as they exist.

Like a ring so old
With its bliss
Fitting to the one wearing it
Made by inspiring wit
Until both, ring and flake melt
And become something else
Water or silver or gold.

A flawed snowflake in the blaze,
Is it possible that I mistook it for something else?
Could it be a flake of ash instead?
Tumbling up from the burning sea of health
Rising to the sky from a building on fire
Floating away from a red candle
Illuminating two faces who desire in a haze.

A flawed snowflake startled by a fan,
Could it be a flake of sorts?
Maybe a flake of dust
A flake made by the old time rulers
Who’s strong breath of rust
Made the flakes tumble into the future,
For us to understand, what doesn’t work anymore at hand.

The flawed snowflake might as well be all:
It is dust
It is fire
It is ice
It might a metaphor for our believes, for our belongings
For our glass cliffs or reefs
For your longings for sure.

Who decides, what is flawed anyway?
Who acts normal in a firestorm?
Who breaths freely when the dust is floating in the air?
Who is made perfect, when nature itself is on the shelf?
Who might still care anyway?
As long as we have to define, measure and to rhyme,
Nothing can truly be free.

Johanna nion Blau 30.01.2026

Photo by Lini Popini

Run Girl Run

You know what I’ve been through
You’ve been through it yourself

Run Girl Run
Put your heart on a shelf
‘Till it is safe to feel again
‘Till you are seen and loved

By yourself and someone else
It is possible, it is a craft
He did never learn

So Run Girl Run
You don’t have to earn:
Love, Attention, Trust or Truth
This is a dead end
U-turn and start again

Run girl Run
Till a bright eye meets you on the way
Wishes you the best
And loves you all the same

Johanna nion Blau, 20.08.2025

An army of suits

An army of suits
Traitors like sharks in minor facilities
Tailors honest to be seen
But they also need this money
Covering up naked lies with expensive fabrics, so clean
I serve them with my mouse clicks, they answer so mean

In my heart I want to be saved
But nobody can save me but me
The outside world is going to be craved
They have raised the fee

The hood is not serving any more
Riches over riches leave the poor
My heart beats to the beat of congregation
No power for a nation
No power for the industry
Plug them all out, set ourselves free

Stop the sellout of the planet,
the people, the animals, the plants,
Don’t cover lies with bullying
Tons of miles to go, but I am in
Community is what we care for, we don’t buy their rants anymore

In a world where separation is the fuel of a fossil nation,
Don’t leave me alone, I am sure
I am sure about the power of belonging
I am sure about creating songs, so together we can sing
Against an army of suits, with their deep pockets.
With their dysfunctional rockets.
Power again to the people, let’s roar

You know what: do leave me alone
To Plan a fine revolution,
To plot for a strong wing of love, of understanding.
We will
We will
We will eventually
We will eventually overcome

Johanna nion Blau
01.03.2025

A new kind of kind

Stuttering through the mud of words
The shining people that listen anyway
I am about to rave through the pieces left of civic engagement
Dancing like I don’t care, but I do

About you, about everything
But how in this world of slumber
Can I not be another number
How can I set free my force

How not to make things worse
In this place, where mountains fade
There is no way to debate
This smile is an invitation 

For luck, for love, for levitation
Heaven sent or raised by hell
Here on earth is where I shall make my peace 
Here is where ends meet so well

Johanna Blau 31.12.2022

To Witness

Clarity is scarce / For one moment at a time / The heat is rising / So am I

Dear Future Children, I am oh so sorry / I would love to say to you: Don’t Worry

But I tell you that we will have failed / As soon as you will be born / And breath this planets air

For you must now live with the big heat, the hunger, and the fires everywhere

So many righteous people try to fight this very future / And for that they are jailed.

The heat is rising now, and so are they.

But they must fight lies, bullets and poverty.

How to witness all this madness and to keep my very sanity?

The road is empty of righteous voices for now at so many foremost beautiful places

I watched people making heavy choices and how

They lost friends, lost hope, lost their lives, what now?

One dives into sadness and frustration watching all of this / Faith and action are heavy to live up to

To witness streets, empty of the people who live there / I want to become brave and stable / Not afraid anymore, but capable

I want to become a vessel of justice / A Pandoras’ Box / For them who abuse and kill and silence

I want to end their violence / Give my hope to the people like a cunning fox / To start over the good riot worldwide

A Stone is growing in my heart, I want to pull it out

But this heavy stone can’t be moved alone.

Together let’s throw it into the ocean with a victorious shout.

Let the waves do the rest.

Do not detest freedom anymore / United we will be best, as we stand up for our dignity and a freely breathing chest.

JB-07-2022

lemniscate


lemniscate
an orbit circles into Eternity
crosses ways to make ends meet
sometimes the marble ascends
sometimes the marble descends
in the depths, perception squats
in the highs, self-fullfillment glows
both sides I cautious traverse in my times
as balance occurs to be fragile

JB-06-2020

Rainbow Colored Symphony

Dancing by painting my writings
Crying out loud the love
For my own spirit beings
Dreaming what the carve
In the cave of my mind

Me, I hurt
Me, I smile
Me, I had to catch this breath
for such a long while

Help me goddess
Don't divide
Too many have died
Raise your fist
And write

My life is a chance to see purple truths
Like in my youth
I've grown a fantastic world of empathy
Like a rainbow colored symphony

These feelings like mountains crumbling
The statue shining through is you, yet stumbling
Over words unsaid
Speaking of what we did in a cloudy bed

Me, I hurt
Me, I smile
Me, I had to catch this breath
for such a long while

Help me goddess
Don't divide
Too many have died
Raise your fist and write

Me, I am hurt
Me, I do smile
Me, I maybe fail
for now I exhale

Help me goddess
Don't divide
Too many have died
Raise your fist
And write

Dear family hold my hand and heart
Don't go out to fight
This beautiful world is worth
To survive

Today I was hurt
Today I smiled
That marvelous day
Has all gone wild

The hours turn to sand
Time paints no lines
I Say No to silence
I Say No to false signs

This is no poem
That calls out for anymore wars to fight
Let peace lead your hand
Let thought be the sword and write

Me, I am hurt
Me, I do smile
Me, I had to catch this breath
for such a long while

Help me goddess
Don't divide
Too many have died
Raise your fist
And sing and dance and paint and write

JB-05-2020



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Ruprechtskraut, Foto: JB