
nature
Day 1544, moonlight
Day's pictures, Poetry
This flower
that once bloomed
is now frozen
in silver moonlight
~
waiting for the wind
of a new rising sun
to take her away
Day 1543, behind.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A light
behind
a thousand
possibilities
~
is casting a shadow
upon you
~
prepare to move
when the wind
pics up
Day 1542, leave.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A leave
with darkness
and deep feigns
~
feeding itself
from where it all
starts
~
the dark soil
where the past
gets consumed
Day 1539, flower.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sun is there
and I normally flower
dancing on the grass
with the wind
besides the streets
~
but the streets
are toxic
my address is torn
I am afraid
that I
will not sow
this year
Day 1536, hard white rocks.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In-between
the hard white rocks
a sun barely reaches
the fertile soil
~
but only the shimmering
of the shadows down there
spur some on
to take over
and go towards
the hope
of some light
Day 1504, get closer.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There are so many
standing together
~
when you get closer
you see less
~
but the small details
tell there own
stories
Day 1503, elegant end.
Day's pictures, Poetry
An elegant line
flows
out of discarded
life
~
it’s roots disappeared
in the distance
~
it’s end
joins
that fate
Day 1500, suddenly.
Day's pictures, Poetry
1500 minutes ago
my lights suddenly
turned on
~
it was cold
empty
a different silence
out here
~
but the energy
that I couldn’t escape
before
now suddenly
pulls
on me
~
I have to
follow
Day 1493, stuck mid air.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I finally flew
away from a womb
~
to sow myself
to the world
~
drifting fertile
to unknown grounds
I suddenly
~
by a gust of wind
lost my drive
to end up caught
by a tree
close to home
Day 1489, leave.
Haiku, Poetry
Colorful
at the end
she whirled
to a welcoming
ground
~
in a quiet
corner
her life
moved away
~
at the end
of this winter
a thought
and her cage
where left
~
all
alone
Day 1482, rock.
Day's pictures, Poetry
For millions of years
~
black
and grey rocks shepherd
the waters to our shores
~
where they lay down
the sand
there hard labour
~
and give life
a chance
Day 1477, life of a…
Day's pictures, Haiku, Poetry
I just stare aimless
through the windows and those walls
for the grass to grow
Day 1348, leafs.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Leafs
dead and alive
are magical
if you think
about it
~
there are billions
of them
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 1301, forms.
Day's pictures, Poetry