Sunday, August 29, 2010

It's dangerous for me to write right now,
it always is ...

I've had a few drinks
after a tough couple of days
And as I'm used to writing my heart's desire
or rather - what bothers me
I should keep quiet ...

And for this time I will

But there is a weeping in my song,
I didn't hear for many months
Let's just hope I awake tomorrow
happily and ever after,
as is expected
as is desired

Or let's just be us for a while
It's all I ask, nothing more
to enjoy the time we have
forever and after more.

Sunday, August 22, 2010


Have you ever born a child?


Why not?

I fear it ...

I fear it will ruin my life.
I fear it will bring pain.
and I fear I won't be a good mother.
But it will bring pain
And I'm not ready for it.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Lion

Another year changed, turbulent and wild. Where the horses are born, stallions galop into the horizon to be burnt by the evening sun. A word more, a word less, does it matter when you think about the progress?

"If all else fails you can still whip the horses eye"

I'm not sure if I whipped it, but reborn I was.

Another year closer to death ;-)

For those who like my poetry, here's a work you will love :-)

This is Not About What You Think