I want to get up there
I try to reach the hook
from the crane that is not tall enough.
Is that just hope
stupidity
or both
aphorism
Day 2939, lost.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI lost all of my gauges
but it seems
you don’t need them
Day 2922, to be.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryTo be honest
I only see what's in the distance
but not even that good
Day 2918, confused?
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI see the tension
especially where it is close to us
Day 2917, standing still.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI sometimes look down
and get dizzy
from my stance
Day 2916, loosening.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI know there is one big reason why you don't change
your viewpoint
but what if I start loosening
your reasons
Day 2915, where.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryIt is easy to see what you miss
not where you lost it
Day 2914, doors.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI wish I could open every door
so I could leave my mark behind
Day 2912, above.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryFrom above
work seems easy
Day 2911, hardly.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryA collection of wooden planks
nails and work
the ingredients written down
a long past ago
still we use it
we are hardly changed
Day 2910, used to.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI love the story a picture can tell
even if you don’t know what you see
it’s because we are so used to it
Day 2909, half reflected.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI forged raw iron till it reflected
what I could not see straight on
it costs me half a life
but what half?
Day 2908, closely.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryI looked at it so closely
that I didn’t know what I was looking at
Day 2472, hard to see.
aphorism, Daily picture, PoetryWithout some scars on your soul the outside that defines you is hard to see
Day 2409, distance.
aphorism, Daily pictureStanding alone we can feel out of place but looking back or from a distance we can see that we fit right in with our surrounding or when too close to reality one can not see where it starts or ends
Day 1980, stuck.
Daily picture, PoetryWhen I drifted away, many years ago, I got the feeling that I got stuck, maybe halve way. I don’t know why I thought that, knowing that I was going, without aim. I guess everything makes you feel stuck if you go to nowhere.