Day 1346, sad rain.
What
did people do
when
they where sad
before
there was glass
with
rain seeping down on it
Day 1328, from the depth.
Lifting up
yourself
is not
possible
Day 1324, forest.
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 1315, three brothers.
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 1214, bleached.
Washed ashore
bleached
by the sun
a
manic
depressive mind
to
closely
connected
by its roots
with the soil
the noise
of life
Nochrisis
Day 1192, lock.
When it is gray
dark gray
the lock
innards
are exposed
understood.
But still
the exit
door
is hard
to open
Nochrisis
Day 1188, constant order.
Mechanical waves
hit
in a constant
order
like nature
interfered
by my
thoughts
Nochrisis
Day 1183, draft.
The sun shines
cold water
shallow
between your toes
in the sand
~
the sea withdraws
you in
where the ground
slowly
disappears
~
you float
alone
whiteout
time
~
and see
mountains rise
from the dark
expanse
Nochrisis
Day 1177, shadows.
Walking
amongst the shadows
of all
that surrounds me
Nochrisis
Day 1148, blanket.
The mist
overwhelms
like under a down
blanket
the light
bleak
seeps
in
darkness
Nochrisis
Day 1129, friend on a bridge.
The bridge
crossed your mind
on your way
~
on good day’s
~
looking down
from the bridge
at the city
at the roofs
the houses
that hide
you are sure
have problems you lived
are covered
not seen
have no door
~
the bridge
is now
has become
today
for you
are down
no longer
for crossing
to overcome
~
you
~
you just want
~
to be
~
brave
one more time
~
close a door
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Day 1114, blue window.
The blue window
distorts
into a black
mirror
that opens
for relief
Nochrisis
Day 1058, storm.
A storm is going on.
I stare upwards, eyes closed, see dim grey movements.
The lights inside play with my darkness, from outside
the wind, roof and trees play their song
getting exited, calm down, scream, all without reason.
The fireplace cracks, suddenly, irregularly, interrupts this symphony,
the orange glow welcome, reminds me, the darkness subsides.
Nochrisis
Day 1033, blues.
The full moon reflects
behind grey clouds
outside alone
you move
dance of darkness
a tango on blues
Day 830, pressure.
