Sunday, March 4, 2012

On the water bank, the lost fish

03/03/2012
Two small children sitting on a worn piece of wood
The boy patted on the shoulder of the girl
Reassuring her that everything will be fine
How did we put ourselves in this predicament?
The girl wondered
It does not matter
What is important is that we are laying down
Catching our breath
On a cold day
Warming ourselves up under the shadow of the trees

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Euphoric Dreams



14-2-2012

When the child woke up from her sleep,
She grabbed the brush and oil paint
Drew a doll, she always wanted to have
And dreamt of playing with it

The mother opened the door
The girl turned to look, wishfully
Both fought for who gets to play more
Then came the morning

Friday, January 27, 2012

No other opportunity

27-1-2012


With her small palm,
The girl stands calling the clouds,
The rain starts falling.

She greets you, wearing her wet yellow dress

You listen to the voice of the old warriors
In their inevitable loss battle

Then comes the perfect kiss
That you didn’t expect

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Immortal beloved

18-01-2012

The purple colon
Sculpted on her legs
Torne apart in its last third
Her profession doesn’t know love or hate.
At night she walks dreaming of flying trees
And astonished birds

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Aleko, The last Gypsy

27-12-2011

Knights without horses
Wondering in a festive city
Olive green windows painted as they see,
Waiting for it to open,
A thousand moths come out flying.

At the end of the corridor,
A Sufi dancer ,
with one hand reaching out to take from god,
and the other to give to them

Saturday, November 26, 2011

The read headed girl

11-15-2011

The free mermaid
Crawling deep in the lake
Echoing the same old words
On love and death

A girl laughs
In a loud tune
As a soprano singer
Attracting everyone to her with passion

What you see in the mirror
Is what you avoid
You look at yourself
But not for yourself

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The silent table

20-9-2011

When the sun kisses the trees
The comrades salute you with their transparent glasses
To say goodbye to the city that you havent been to

Waiting at the gate
A moment of silence passes
You listen to the voice of your grandmother
Singing to you before sleep
You smile
And leave