
poem
Day 1027, remorse.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Symmetry of thoughts
when a lie evolves
a past dissolves
what is left disperse
dried up remorse
Nochrisis
Symmetrie van gedachten
wanneer een leugen evolueert
een verleden op lost
wat overblijft, verspreidt
verdroogde wroeging
Self-publishing on Amazon
Books, pictures, Poetry
This week I got the idea to self-publish some of my poetry combined with pictures. I have done that before but that was purely for myself and through a photo website, which was great quality but also expensive, like 90 dollars or so. So, I went to the Amazons self-publishing site and looked at some tutorials on YouTube and it seems to work great and for what you get it’s a good deal (I hope, haven’t read all the fine print). I have not received a copy of my little book, so I don’t know what the quality is, especially because I included color pictures, but for the 20 dollars (including postage to Norway) I spend there is not mush to loose…besides my time.
Day 1026, chains.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Repeating lines emerge
from a past to a wished-for future
not intersected
by realities chains
Nochrisis
Day 1025, reason.
Day's pictures, PoetryDay 1024, uninitiated.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Tools for work
tools that are alike
tools uninitiated
Nochrisis
Day 1023, ignorance.
Day's pictures, PoetryDay 1022, abandoned.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The night, when I am gone
a visual engulfs from amygdala
an ancient fear felt abandoned
Nochrisis
Day 1021, on my carpet.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A comfortable sitting down
legs crossed, the mind wondering
a slight draft, a window is open
the eyes close, light still seeps trough
it slowly darkens, and I get lighter
the floor falls away, pressures dissolve
I fly away, sitting on my carpet
Nochrisis
Day 1020, dividing space.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Thoughts originate
spread out equally
from a middle
neutral origin
where they go
hitting the light
shattering apart
dividing space
Nochrisis
Day 1019, spring.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Cut off, fallen decaying leaf
colors fading into the grey
rain, midwinter receding
spring
Nochrisis
Day 1018, here.
., Day's pictures, Poetry
I’m here
Nochrisis
Day 1017, barren soil.
Day's pictures, Poetry, Society
Fallen in to barren soil, all that your fingers ever touched.
The world is not there for you, you are nothing.
Not worth the time to prepare for, a meal.
Our morals? Our duty? We all come from barren soil.
Nochrisis
Day 1016, …
Boat building, Books, Poetry
Restoring that what shouldn’t last
replacing the part that once joined
it might be better than new
but something is…
Nochrisis
Day 1015, down.
Human all too human, Poetry
The wing moved and we
we detached
we glide
glided apart
from
from each other’s
way
down
Nochrisis
Day 1014, where I water them.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I sow my seeds in barren ground
savor sparsely a harvested flower
and they still stand in memories vase
where I water them
Nochrisis

