{"id":176,"date":"2009-01-04T19:16:11","date_gmt":"2009-01-04T18:16:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=176"},"modified":"2009-01-31T16:45:20","modified_gmt":"2009-01-31T15:45:20","slug":"alter-baum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=176","title":{"rendered":"Alter Baum"},"content":{"rendered":"<table border=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Das Jahr geht gar zu schnell zur Neige;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">schon steht<\/span> <span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">November nebelm\u00fcde da.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Die letzten Bl\u00e4tter klammern sich an ihre Zweige<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">und zittern fr\u00f6stelnd , wenn der Rauhreif nah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Es f\u00e4llt so schwer , den Sommer loszulassen ,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">die Winde r\u00fctteln rau den alten Baum<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">und rauben ihm an Tagen , regennassen <\/span>,<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">das feuchte Kleid , er wehrt sich kaum .<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Sodann die Nebelkr\u00e4h&#8217;n in gro\u00dfen Scharen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">bev\u00f6lkern sein gepl\u00fcndertes Ge\u00e4st;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">er zeigt sich raugereift mit grauen Haaren,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">erduldet noch der  V\u00f6gel lautes Fest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Es w\u00e4hrt nur kurze Zeit , sie ziehen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">hin zu den Feldern an den nahen See.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Den alten Baum erfreut ihr flatternd Fliehen ,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">er wartet nun geduldig auf den ersten Schnee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Bald im Dezember bringt ein sanfter Morgen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">den wei\u00dfen Schneepelz ,und zur Nacht<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">f\u00fchlt sich der alte Baum in ihm geborgen ,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">geh\u00fcllt in weiche\u00a0 Glitzerpracht .<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Nun ruht auch er und mag wohl tr\u00e4umen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">vom Leben nach der stillen Zeit,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">wenn ihm im lichten Fr\u00fchlingssch\u00e4umen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">neu w\u00e4chst ein zartes , gr\u00fcnes Kleid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> Ingrid Drewing<\/span><\/td>\n<td align=\"right\" valign=\"top\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<hr \/>\n<p><small>Die Rechte und die Verantwortlichkeit f\u00fcr dieses Gedicht liegen beim Autor (Ingrid Drewing).<\/small><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Das Jahr geht gar zu schnell zur Neige; schon steht November nebelm\u00fcde da. Die letzten Bl\u00e4tter klammern sich an ihre Zweige und zittern fr\u00f6stelnd , wenn der Rauhreif nah. Es f\u00e4llt so schwer , den Sommer loszulassen , die Winde r\u00fctteln rau den alten Baum und rauben ihm an Tagen , regennassen , das feuchte [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-176","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-allgemein"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=176"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":265,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176\/revisions\/265"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=176"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=176"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=176"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}