Sunday, June 1, 2014

Dreams
are pictures from the
parallel life
we are leading
dark in the night
deep in the universe

Saturday, May 24, 2014

I am always drawn to
ephemeral beauty
the little things
the ugly things
the beautiful things
washed down the drain

I will never see
mine,
will someone catch it
for me
like a butterfly
with a net?



The time is never right to say
good bye
good bye for good
for good ?
for ever


the time will not be right
when you want to say good bye
when it's forever
I hope it will be for good

Thursday, May 15, 2014

When the night is not black
but only grey

I lay

and I wonder
and I worry
and I worry

and I sleep

and I worry
and I wonder
and I wonder

and I

sleeeeeeeeep

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

sorting
sorting
sorting

sorting
sorting

throwing away

cleaning

the dolls
are staying
even though
their joints are
Not working anymore
either

their smiles smile
their lips stay red.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

sorting things out


Sorting out old family things
deciding what to keep
and what not

Why

do emotions
overrun
rational sense
out of the
blue

sky

Where are all these
tears stored during dry times