Month: January 2020
Day 1408, driving home.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sea
is quiet
but the sun
is loud
this afternoon
~
it’s
only
a few weeks
each year
that I can see
it
like this
Day 1407, lucky.
Poetry
After
a long fall
I landed
softly
on the ones
that fell
before
me
Day 1406, alone 2.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I live
on an Island
~
but
there is this bridge
to the rest
of the world
~
I sometimes
wonder
if
I really live
on an Island
Day 1405, one.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From deep
down
the darkest
caves
~
smoke
from baking
bread
and culture
~
spread
through the air
seeping
into all
our pores
Day 1404, cloak.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Rage
is a thin
red
line
~
with
black
on both
sides
Day 1403, alone.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There
are many islands
I
will never see
~
but
I have been
on one
so
I know
how it feels
Day 1402, and a few windows.
Day's pictures, Poetry
We dream
of a tower
like it’s
our mind
with
no corners to break
~
your song
~
and
the only way
in
is from
below
a thousand stairs
down
Day 1401, shedding.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Slowly
our colourful
protection
sheds
~
it cast
some shadows
and falls
away
~
what lefts
is raw
but
hasn’t seen
the light
for many
days
Day 1400, overview.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I don’t think
there is anyone
that knows
what you see
~
but it is
in our nature
to imagine
Day 1399, nut case.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I
can slowly
wind down
or
force
myself up
~
I am screwed
Day 1398, led.
Day's pictures, Poetry
it’s grey
outside
~
and the wind
led
the rain
over my window
~
where
it normally
gets wiped
Day 1397, fingers.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Fill your canvas
with
your fingers
some red
yellow
green
blue
and
no direction
~
and then
~
the day
will
not start
till it is tomorrow
Day 1396, room to grow.
Day's pictures, Poetry
An empty mind
makes nice echo’s
Day 1395, work.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I don’t
put
any animals
on
my boat
~
but
it will still
save me
Day 1394, separetly.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I know
what I see
when I look
at the parts
~
Nochrisis 