Poetry
Day 1327, frost.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A long
cold
Russian veil
touches our lands
ever so slightly
~
and for a few moments
this touch
highlights
last summer
Day 1326, crossings.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Hope
a glowing bridge
we
create
from the dark parts
in our mind
to
the next day
Day 1325, flames.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Even the sun
can
get out of bed
on the wrong
side
Day 1324, forest.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I turned
and a dark forest
arose
from where I was
before
~
lost
~
though
soon
the familiar
sound
that brings
you down
brings you back
to the light
like a stream
to the sea
Day 1323, a thin layer.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Dry air
rain
sunshine
time
attachment
weakens
relation
lost
colours
fall
down
drying out
Day 1322, open.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The only thing I
sometimes
see
is the wheel
to open
the floodgates
Day 1321, whilst.
Day's pictures, Poetry
To maintain
my good humor
whilst growing
up
I
erected
several exhausts
on my dome
and installed
filters
and air conditioning
Day 1320, animals.
Day's pictures, Poetry
An animals stare
leaves no words
behind
but makes us
wonder
why
Day 1319, out to dry.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I had this thought
once
the ink was still wet
when I hung it
outside
to
dry
but the wind changed
and it flew away
Day 1318, plastic.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Even a fake flower
will one day
be loved
for its purity
Day 1317, skewed.
Day's pictures, Poetry
If you walk
with perspective
some bridges
will not
bring you to
the other side
Day 1316, holes.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It looks like
there are
perfect holes
in our logic
~
you can
if you want
measure
where they are
Day 1315, three brothers.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Three brothers
walked to the edge
of a dark forest
~
one was looking back
into the light
~
one was looking back
into the darkness
~
and the other
welcomed them back
Day 1314, where I.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The parts
where the sun
doesn’t shine
where I
like
to be
looking at the outlines
of the forms
of our live’s
Day 1313, look behind.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Nochrisis 