Day 2127, hide it in sight.
Day's pictures, PoetryPoetry
Day 2126, undulating fields.
Day's pictures, Poetry
All the lines flow in empty fields
like the mind that goes
already
to the next trail
swaying like on a rhythm
~
fluid strokes
and curves
are just
from your perspective
from a distance
in these undulating soils
~
being there
where your next step goes from where you are
you can only see clear
just in front
of the horizon
when you rest
and look back
Day 2122, out there.
Daily picture, Poetry
It is silent where I live
the hills and the trees absorb
all the noise you hear
~
I know what is going on out there
but also not
Day 2120, another view from my window.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The dark air stayed behind
when I closed the door
of the kitchen that already smelled
like the meal I will make
~
I opened the door
to the living room where the sun
still lit
a warmth that slowly left
cold glass
the earth turns
~
I stared at it
the colors that are left
without feeling
the motion
~
the smell from the kitchen
lured me away
I can soon sit down
and rest
inside
Day 2119, looking for.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I woke up
walking between white trees
and black branches
~
my new world was chaos
trees everywhere
but here
~
I fell backward
stumbled
it turned
~
I saw the rows
suddenly
and the trees
for the first time
~
disorder was just a misstep
and a turn
away
~
am I now afraid
to move
is that what I thought
just before I fell asleep
again
Day 2118, slowly.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When I stand in the forest
dark
staring at the sky
the tops of the trees sharp
outlined
against the blue
of the leftover day
~
I see the moon
slowly
moving
reassuring me
for another tomorrow
Day 2117, patiently.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The white edge
of the hill
separates the sunset
from the morning
~
the snow in the shadow
waits patiently
for the edge
Day 2116, another winter day.
Day's pictures
The cold valley moved
with the shadows
the disappearing sun
left
to linger
~
the colors in the sky
where no longer
reflected
Day 2114, Drive.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The scenery was white
like on a grey day
~
it was not cold
but there was still snow
on some of the trees
~
and the sun just left
but did not forget
to set the tone
for the past day
~
I looked at it
for a moment
Day 2108, from my window 6.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Like a branch that finds its way
going where the sun is
in the evening
in de morning
tomorrow
only the sun
the light
justify
makes sense
looking down
to your branch
a past
your reason
a truth
a reach
for light
Day 2093, cynical.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The snow felt real
and I so green
but I was already fallen
staring upwards
waiting
to fall again
apart
from me
~
and the stars I see here at night
are from the past
they are no longer real
anymore
Day 2091, afar.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I stand afar
in front of these massive
black
ancient rocks
~
formed a billion years ago
it’s not their size
that makes me feel small
~
when it sheds its next rock
a cliff
into the valley below
loosened by cold and sun
~
we might all be long
gone
~
we are not even a cliff
an outlook
we are like the snow
that fell to low
on its slope
Day 2090, phases.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The water recedes
lured by the moon
~
I sit still
on a wet rock
one foot touches the water
~
there are no waves today
and I can see far
past the mountains in the distance
~
I think I will skip
from rock to rock
till the next phase
Day 2089, In the North.
Day's pictures
I lived there
between the black mountains
and deep seas
the snow disappeared in the summer
and the winter took the sun
I don’t remember the clouds
like my dreams
I remember them slowly
floating away
formed as they were
around the peaks
of these black mountains
Day 2086, empty.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Maybe it was me
that you were so full of yourself
~
but after the party
I found you
on the ground
empty
in the dirt
Day 2085, hearing.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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