Day 1601, dragged.

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I don’t want

to give you cover

no longer

against the rain

~

but I am still

leaving

dragged down

by the forces

that kept me

with you

Day 1597, urge.

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The windows

I look through

al look

at the same

~

in the one window

I can see it all

a bit more

from the right

~

in the other

from the left

~

and from the window

in the middle

it all comes straight

towards me

and then I feel

an urge

Day 1596, dangerous.

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They drilled it

in to me

to brace me

for the coming

storms

~

I am now

bound

to mother earth

~

but

I will never move again

and will stand here

as so many others

to carry

the current

predicament

Day 1592, behind it.

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Art

hanging on a wall

~

hiding behind its nakedness

its multitude

are clouds

moved by a current

that sometimes reveals

a ray of light

~

a fleeting inspiration

at times

bottled for a lifetime

Day 1591, happy.

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In the fourth doorway

is saw you standing

~

I don’t know why

I kept opening

~

but also

stayed behind

~

from this distance

I can’t see

the age

in your eyes

~

and you know

that makes me happy

Day 1590, I wonder.

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I live above

and below you

~

I hear footsteps

and your music

~

I hear your door

and a toilet

~

I see someone

in the lift

~

and I wonder

if you wonder

Day 1589, surface.

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He saw this shiny new surface

to land on and rest for a while

~

not wondering why he alone

eagerly set his foot willingly down

~

and there in his mind he got stuck in the new

that never lets go but the shine of its surface

Day 1588, the end.

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The final burdens

~

tripping

over old memories

~

forgotten fears

in the middle

of the night

~

the end of an era

~

at the beginning

Day 1586, protection.

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Looking back

at all the misshapen

building blocks

stacked together

to form this wall

~

it all seems to fit

effortlessly

but I still remember

standing down there

between all the broken pieces

of the walls

left

by my forefathers

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