Title: ›Radiant Blue Dress‹
Status: private project
Medium: haiku
Date: 24.12.2013
Recipient: CML
Text: Klaas van Kreis

 

Radiant blue dress.
On a placid winter day.
Your warmth soothes me.

Title: ›We Danced Together‹
Status: university project
Medium: 8 haikus for lobby cards
Year: 2012
University: HBK Braunschweig
Mentoring: Prof. Ulrike Stoltz, Juliane Wenzl
Text: Klaas van Kreis

[1/8]
Silvery moonshine.
The amazon hails the night,
while the woods languish.

[2/8]
Glaring neon lights.
Two shady figures jumping.
Sense of foreboding.

[3/8]
When dawn calls the day,
two spirits share an instant
floating in the air.

[4/8]
Pink light tints New York.
While night slowly fades away
they dance on the roof.

[5/8]
Early morning dew.
Two silhouettes contrasting
the chiselled skyline.

[6/8]
Passion and contempt.
Two souls dancing on the edge.
Hellhounds are barking.

[7/8]
Bright light, bursting sound.
Her passion has found its end.
She pulled the trigger.

[8/8]
Inhale, exhale.
His body is struggling in vain.
Harrowing of Hell.

Title: ›Paperlips‹
Status: private project
Medium: tanka
Date: 30.09.2012
Recipient: CML
Text: Klaas van Kreis

 

Days became shorter.
Autumn leaves cover the street.
Riding your new bike,
cold wind hits your face and turns
your tender lips to paper.

Title: ›Fortress‹
Status: private project
Medium: renga
Date: 24.01.2012
Recipient: CML
Text: Klaas van Kreis

 

My dearest tigress,
inveigled by your beauty,
your charm and your finesse,
I must admit,
you’re quite an enchantress.

As my heart pounds in excitement
with your sight,
I wholeheartedly hope
that you’re my benefactress –
my everlasting fortress.

Title: ›Erik Gebbert‹ (performance)
Status: university project
Medium: 10 haikus
Year: 2011
Dedication: Erik Gebbert
Text: Klaas van Kreis

[1]

Drizzling rain outside.
Unpleasant silence dictates
the spacious studio.

[2]
Curiosity. 
Numerous eyes circle around
a lonesome man.

[3]
2 cups next to him.
One filled with water,
the other one with plaster.

[4]
The kneeling man chokes.
His mouth becomes a blender.
Awkward gurgling sound.

[5]
The audience cringes.
Their stomaches cramp while they watch.
Suspense is rising.

[6]

He tries to spit out.
The urge to gag hinders him.
Gruesome spectacle.

[7]
Petrified viewers.
Please, alleviate his pain.
Yet no one helps him.

[8]
The artist goes on.
He manages to spit the
compound on his hand.

[9]
His body struggles.
Some people avert their gaze.
I fear to throw up.

[10]
The crowd is intrigued.
His ritual starts anew.
Lord have mercy on us.

Title: ›Bremen Hbf‹
Status: private project
Medium: tanka
Date: 07.12.2011
Recipient: CML
Text: Klaas van Kreis

 

The rails are squealing.
I’m waiting at the platform,
as your train arrives.
Joy arises with your sight.
Finally reunited.