Day’s pictures
Day 1415, frozen.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Three looks
at life
through
half frozen
windows
~
the ice crystals
reflect
your distraction
~
one windows
is black
your
imagination
~
the other two
are your eyes
closed
where the light
is seeping
through
and you
just fall
asleep
Day 1414, the road.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I’m driven home
for a thousand
times
~
and not ones
the sky
was alike
~
and the road
always
takes me to
the end
Day 1413, ascent.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It’s cold
in the wind
on top of
the ridge
~
your view is wide
and even
in twilight
you can see further
~
but soon
the sun sets
and you have to
go home
Day 1412, memories.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Looking back
from where
I go
to where
I walked
~
I see
my trace
like in
the snow
~
and like the snow
rain and sun
will take away
my memory
Day 1411, we.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Intricate
random
falling
~
like
a snow flake
Day 1410, I handle.
Day's pictures, Poetry
To unlock
this door
~
I need
to be
~
on the other
side
Day 1409, empty.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A colourful sunrise
can empty
your mind
for a few
minutes
~
even a narcissist
has probably
once
enjoyed that
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 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
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