I find joy
in the simple blossoming
of a lotus
I find joy
in the distant footsteps
of my girlfriend
I find peace in
walking,sitting
standing
Being
these are the simple joys of life
torsdag den 9. juni 2011
mandag den 20. december 2010
Paper dogs
Like
Lifelike paper dogs
my thoughts bark at me
demanding my attention
Why do I care
Aren't they made of paper?
Lifelike paper dogs
my thoughts bark at me
demanding my attention
Why do I care
Aren't they made of paper?
mandag den 29. november 2010
In my yard
In my yard
touched by the first snow
lies the last autumn leaf
It makes my mind wander
back to the past season
vivid images appear
The days are darker now
I embrace the last rays of light
before the excitement
of a snow covered landscape
touched by the first snow
lies the last autumn leaf
It makes my mind wander
back to the past season
vivid images appear
The days are darker now
I embrace the last rays of light
before the excitement
of a snow covered landscape
tirsdag den 27. juli 2010
Pictures Colliding
Pictures colliding.
So fragile
Is the world of dreams
floating in our heads
Images fight for control
In our minds
unaware
In a moment they shatter
To Pieces
The dreams are spilled
On the floor
Soaking wet
from noting but a mirage
I can see clearly now
Now
So fragile
Is the world of dreams
floating in our heads
Images fight for control
In our minds
unaware
In a moment they shatter
To Pieces
The dreams are spilled
On the floor
Soaking wet
from noting but a mirage
I can see clearly now
Now
lørdag den 12. juni 2010
clouds in the fishing net
vaguely tryin'
to catch clouds
with an empty fishing net
I know it's crazy
I need a bigger net
to catch clouds
with an empty fishing net
I know it's crazy
I need a bigger net
tirsdag den 27. april 2010
two poems or just one
Like cherry blossoms
our mind blooms
and matures
into non-existence
I watch thoughts
come and go
I wonder who is watching
our mind blooms
and matures
into non-existence
I watch thoughts
come and go
I wonder who is watching
going unnoticed
We flicker in and out of existence,
our thoughts settle
like specks of dust
on the mirror of eternity.
I am happy
if I pass through this world
unnoticed
our thoughts settle
like specks of dust
on the mirror of eternity.
I am happy
if I pass through this world
unnoticed
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