Day 1810, looking forwards. Daily picture, Poetry I am trying to stay between the lines so I can ignore the gray weather ~ while driving to a home somewhere out there
Day 1617, lines. Day's pictures, Poetry We are still hanging around here ~ trying to fit in the lines ~ I wish someone outlined an other place for us
Day 1495, far above. Day's pictures, Poetry Standing up hungry staring at the sky I slowly see emerging stars far above my horizon
Day 1468, red. Day's pictures, Haiku, Poetry A red glow scatters and the earth keeps on turning beautiful, it was
Day 1446, distance. Day's pictures, Poetry What’s near me seems sharper ~ but in the distance I look colorful
Day 1430, key. Day's pictures, Poetry These doors in front of me don’t tell where they lead to ~ maybe to the other side or a cellar a loft storage ~ do I need a key
Day 1427, unclear. Day's pictures, Poetry If you wipe the window you look through clean ~ you will see the rain disappear
Day 1425, disappear. Day's pictures, Poetry Don’t stare to long at the door ~ it might slowly disappear in the wall
Day 1418, movement. Day's pictures, Poetry The distance is clear to see when you’re moving what’s in front of you
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 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 1395, work. Day's pictures, Poetry I don’t put any animals on my boat ~ but it will still save me
Day 1382, staring. Day's pictures, Poetry We are all staring the same in different directions ~ maybe if you had four eyes you would look ~ peculiar
Day 1361, overwhelming. Day's pictures, Poetry Its light and dark looking from where I sit pulling at a horizon that doesn’t want to get closer
Day 1355, moving forwards. Day's pictures, Poetry The clouds are grey and the hills nearest agree ~ soon the sun will set and only the light planted in the past will guide me through the ever greyer