It is in our blood

bending but rising

Poetry by Clemens Rettich

Business Coach, Writer, Workshop Leader

In the hot sun

Glued to the rocks

Grim and razor sharp

Dune grass and roses

Woven and rooted

Deep in the sand

Bending but rising

From any wind

Gulls on the shore

Heads tucked back

Waiting for the storm

Looking like

They will wait for . . . → Read More: It is in our blood

Where I should live – but don’t

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   A tidal way (Priel) Photo

The North-See is way out, it is low tide

“Wattenmeer”    Wadden Sea – Mad Flats,  under national heritage protection:

 between the Island and the Mainland       acrylic/canvas   30×56

Stille Wasser sind tief (Still waters are deep)      acrylic/canvas   30×56″

Lighthouse Island . . . → Read More: Where I should live – but don’t

Between Blue and Green

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I thank my son for many things but one in particular - introducing me to writing a blog ,  gives me a way to talk about my art without forcing anybody to listen ( everyone knows where the turn off button is).

Here is a side of the man not too many know:   Poetry 

Poetry set . . . → Read More: Between Blue and Green

Water Ways

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                                                          I follow you out into open water

 

                                                     Hovering between blue and green

 

                                               Never looking up; never looking back

 

                                        Deep into the abyss under endless surges

 

                                  You erode me and rebuild me

 

                         Washing over me in swells and fingers

 

                  You speak to . . . → Read More: Water Ways

A SQUALL

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Sandra asked me the other day to write a few things down about the Island where I lived for the first 16 years of my life, so of course the memories just came in –  in mounts, it drove me to do a little painting as well, so here is a little abstraction of the . . . → Read More: A SQUALL

Close to Shore

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Close to shore

Das Meer  (the Sea)  is pulling and tugging until the ebb tide is fulfilled

Sand is refusing to follow and holds tight to the shore

But a few grains will always resist the temptation to stay put and flow away with the pull, only to end up as a . . . → Read More: Close to Shore

Low Tide

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The memory always brings me back to my homeland – the Island of Sylt – if one grows up by the sea – that picture of water, seagulls and sand will never leave you alone and more often than not – paints the picture a little brighter than it . . . → Read More: Low Tide

Free

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Seagulls do what they do best – as no other - sailing with the wind -  free and fanciful

14×20”   acrylic/paper   $ 150.00  easy paypal

Sounds of wind and sky

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A walk along the edge of the water – some arias of the water surface give the impression of ice – right next to it – feeling of bottomless deepness -  reflections from the sky puts an interesting pattern and colors onto the blue mass

12,5×15,5 +4” . . . → Read More: Sounds of wind and sky

Wind play on dark water

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The morning is just beginning – the lake is still dark sleepy and mysterious  – but the sun cannot resist throwing colors onto the surface reminding it – life begins again

14×20”   acrylic/paper      $ . . . → Read More: Wind play on dark water