Day 3817, not that.

Daily picture, Poetry

There is a point
even if it is just for a second
that you pause
before you open up

not that you can go back
but just for the pause

Day 3816, covered.

Daily picture, Poetry

Some of my thoughts
are long gone
taken by the current
time

I do miss them
they covered me

Day 3815, many more.

Daily picture, Poetry

I know for sure
that in me
my inside
are many more
insides

and maybe even more
inside

Day 3814, I am my.

Daily picture, Poetry

There are often two
of everything
to choose from

I am my mood
who chooses

who are you

Day 3812, the rest.

Daily picture, Poetry

I can show you my inside
but only the parts
that enjoy
the sunshine

the rest I
don’t even know

Day 3811, my.

Daily picture, Poetry

My roots
are underwater

Day 3810, too.

Daily picture, Poetry

Only when I look
beside me
I realize that I am going
too fast

Day 3809, slow.

Daily picture, Poetry

I am exploding
in slow motion

Day 3808, the one.

Daily picture, Poetry

I often feel
fallen apart

luckily
my outside isn’t

says the one
who never comes outside

Day 3807, you will see.

Daily picture, Poetry

Life is like a painting
a scenery of sorts

but don’t come closer to inspect
the details of what you see

all you will see are strokes
first thoughts
building blocks
outlines
at best

Day 3806, you just.

Daily picture, Poetry

Sometimes you just get happy
from something
that you know
will soon
be gone

is that not remarkable

Day 3805, daily.

Daily picture, Poetry

I suspect
that I am the only one
who watches the show
that I perform
on a daily
basis

Day 3803, R.I.P.

Daily picture, Poetry

Repost from day 3175.

I sometimes wonder
out loud
inside

are memories not better
then what is happening now

is life not best viewed in hindsight

is even the best experience not consumed
by the one just following
and following
lost in the moment
leftovers in memory

is the completion
the memory of the rush
cooled down
not better

can it not be remembered over and over
like a picture on the wall

but I was wondering
when is enough
enough

are 10 good memories not enough
or 50
a 100
a 1000
?

Something else… I have written to my memory that from now on, the only good thing coming from America is Dolly Parton; the rest is just bullshit…well OK, that expression is also something of value left over from what was once called the land of the free.