Poetry
Day 1418, movement.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The distance
is clear
to see
when you’re
moving
what’s
in front of
you
Day 1417, down.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It’s fallen
on bare ground
wrought on
a memory
~
to make the demise
fruitful
Day 1416, thinking.
Day's pictures, Poetry
To think
deeper
You close
your eyes
~
even
if you are
afraid
of the dark
Day 1415, frozen.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Three looks
at life
through
half frozen
windows
~
the ice crystals
reflect
your distraction
~
one windows
is black
your
imagination
~
the other two
are your eyes
closed
where the light
is seeping
through
and you
just fall
asleep
Day 1414, the road.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I’m driven home
for a thousand
times
~
and not ones
the sky
was alike
~
and the road
always
takes me to
the end
Day 1413, ascent.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It’s cold
in the wind
on top of
the ridge
~
your view is wide
and even
in twilight
you can see further
~
but soon
the sun sets
and you have to
go home
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 1411, we.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Intricate
random
falling
~
like
a snow flake
Day 1410, I handle.
Day's pictures, Poetry
To unlock
this door
~
I need
to be
~
on the other
side
Day 1409, empty.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A colourful sunrise
can empty
your mind
for a few
minutes
~
even a narcissist
has probably
once
enjoyed that
Day 1408, driving home.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sea
is quiet
but the sun
is loud
this afternoon
~
it’s
only
a few weeks
each year
that I can see
it
like this
Day 1407, lucky.
Poetry
After
a long fall
I landed
softly
on the ones
that fell
before
me
Day 1406, alone 2.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I live
on an Island
~
but
there is this bridge
to the rest
of the world
~
I sometimes
wonder
if
I really live
on an Island
Day 1405, one.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From deep
down
the darkest
caves
~
smoke
from baking
bread
and culture
~
spread
through the air
seeping
into all
our pores
Day 1404, cloak.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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