Monthly Archives: May 2018

It’s springtime,
But there are no more blooms.
Her spirit flew away….

Looks strange.
What?
Those footprints….

You look so nice and fluffy!
Only half of me.
Oh yeah, it’s true!
…

Me: “You look weird.”
Tree: “Then change your perspective.”

I may be wet,
Worn down,
Painted on,…

Surrounded by beauty,
Waiting to bloom.
Like a caring mother,…

Right: We have a late bloomer between us.
Left: Yep, there’s one in every crowd.
Right: Still, he’s a cute little fellow….

Where are you going?
I’m sailing to canton Jura.
Where is that?…

I can’t write to you.
The colors,
Soft light,…

Names.
Numbers.
Reality….

Red, green, brown, white.
Nature accepts different shades of life.
Strange that we still struggle,…

He builds bridges in life.
But not of concrete and steel….

“Did I leave you broken, bruised and blue?”…

Why are you here?
I don’t know.
You really don’t belong….

Why are you lying down me?
I’m not.
But I feel you….