• Poetry

    House in Green

    Have you ever read “The Woman in White” by Wilkie Collins? And have you ever listened to the “Lady in Black” by Uriah Heep? Well, and have you ever seen such a “House in Green” like the one below? ūüôā Brain sometimes connects the dots in funny ways… Green leaves and green roof Green shapes of the wood Breathing the…

  • Poetry

    Life is like a whirling ball

    Life is like a whirling ball, Experiencing rise and fall. In a land of ice, In a land of fire, In the realms of fancy, Shifted by desire. Sometimes moving up, Sometimes moving down, Sometimes gathering speed, Sometimes slowing down. Heading to the left, Turning to the right, Facing walls around, Getting to the light. Can you feel the rise?…

  • Poetry

    Sadness

    Ravens circling above the tree tops death in her eyes I do not have any photo that would mirror the images my little Haiku-inspired poem conveys so I picked a photo that conveys similar feelings which are the feelings of sadness I felt when writing the poem. You know, the poem made me think. Some days are not happy days.…

  • Poetry

    Step by step

    Step by step moving slowly forward step by step through the barren land step by step put your best foot forward step by step feeling good and bad ¬†Without cheer of crowds feet may seem too heavy without sign of light passing through despair touching barren land prints are left already without breath of air pain is hard to bear…

  • Poetry

    When the time comes

    Stone. Body like a stone. Heavy like a stone. Consciousness, at the edge of wakefulness, at the edge of awareness, at the edge of perception. At the edge of comprehension, when there is no way back, when one can’t wake up and live, when the way leads just to falling asleep. The door is getting closed to be opened when…

  • Poetry

    Once you hear it

    A word, a phrase, a sentence Once you hear it, it captures more than your attention It whispers, it cries, it shouts, asking you: Come and absorb me, come and transform me, come and make me your part You can do nothing to change it, there is no way to ignore it, and there is no way to go back…

  • Poetry

    Knocking

    I am knocking Knocking at my soul asking permission to enter I keep knocking Are you present there though not displayed in the center? I am not coming with empty hands can you see? I am bringing all the beauty I have met today I am bringing all the strength I have gathered today I am bringing all the love…

  • Poetry

    Second chance

    While I¬†was browsing through blogs a few hours ago, I unexpectedly found inspiration in one of them. There was¬†a photo¬†picturing trees lit by golden light and a forked trail running among them. First trying just to write a short rhyming comment I could not stop looking for better suited words and here it¬†is,¬†a product of that inspiration, together with a…

  • Poetry

    Drumming my fingers

    Drumming my fingers Nervous in expectation Of coming events Of nearing acts Feeling them sharply Sensing them fully By touching tension By denying facts Saying it loudly Accepting tension’s presence Through heart’s decision Through reason’s fights Reaching peacefulness Breathing harmony When there is silence Soaring to heights