Tonight I'm glad I stayed
Because I can observe
And not participate.
Saturday 16 December 2017
More neutral this way
Thursday 14 December 2017
It's everything
It's everything: slow and fast, feelings and things, you and me.
It's everywhere: up and down, in a spin, around.
It's everywhen: all at once.
It's a waltz that I'm waiting for while there is still time.
And then?.. no silence to be quiet. Easy to imagine, but no need
Friday 1 December 2017
Why is it never now
I've been wanting a waltz
But it's a tango.
Why is it never now?
I've been wanting you...
One, two... what is three?
Then one.
Petals, wind, swirl, no more time
None
How easy not to be...
One two three one two three
I still don't want to say...
Sunday 26 November 2017
Courageously surrender
The white outline is a blur.
Was what I saw an illusion of choice?
But I accepted what there was.
Surrendered.
Now at least no longer ashamed to admit my fears.
Open the palms. Accept. Courageously surrender. To what?
The moon is right above, the white outline...
I might not like this tomorrow.
Saturday 25 November 2017
Random light
Even if you don't know it, you are doing it for me:
Random light, somewhere storm...
Some time sea.
Saturday 18 November 2017
One day one night
One day
There might be one night
When things will go well after starting right.
One day there may be yet
One night I will not forget.
Saturday 11 November 2017
Sunday 22 October 2017
When Sky Water's Falling
When sky water's falling,
When no one is calling,
When everything here is gray and wet.
For once you don't matter
For worse or for better.
I'm going nowhere, yet I'm late.
Friday 13 October 2017
No dialogues
No more you. It's he.
No more you. It's me.
No more dialogues.
Wednesday 4 October 2017
Wind
You make the sparks come faster
To make me smile.
You make me just a little cold,
Remind me to tell you that I love you
Tuesday 3 October 2017
Monday 2 October 2017
Double joy
I will forget you.
You'll come to me again.
I'll reinvent you.
Saturday 30 September 2017
Engulf
When you engulf me
How do l feel to you?
What do you feel for me?
Would you let me be?
Is it up to you
Or is it up to me?
Would I let you be?
Would you let me breathe?
Wednesday 27 September 2017
Cold
I needed that: to let him go,
To make some room for me instead.
So that was worth you - no regret.
A poem
I feel you circling me, approaching, slowly... Do I feel?..
I know I want you. I know you want me. Do I know?..
You are not flirting, teasing, hesitating, being shy.
You just don't know how. Neither do I...
Waiting for something to translate you into words. Is this you?..
Tuesday 26 September 2017
A little disquiet
Images... thoughts... a little disquiet... desire?
A question?
A smile.
Wednesday 20 September 2017
People come
People come and go, and go, and go... Until they are gone.
Sunday 3 September 2017
Dettifoss
It is it,
It's not like...
It's my choice if I like.
I am I.
Thursday 31 August 2017
He stepped out into the sun.
And nothing happened.
Growing up a troll child you learn a lot of rules and prohibitions: never cross the king's path, say a special curse when you see a human, and on and on... But most importantly, never-ever go into the sunlight - it will turn you into a stone.
He no longer remembered how his transgressions started. It must have been by mistake, he must have been very small. By now he had broken many rules. At first he felt mortified, then afraid, then naughty, then rebellious, then curious. Now he felt... nothing.
Well, at this very moment he felt a little cold, and thought that sunlight might warm him up.
He stepped out into the sun. And nothing happened. He did feel a bit warmer though, so he kept on walking. Not a stone yet. Is he a troll at all? Maybe he is an elf, a giant, a god, a human? And what does it mean to be one or another? A different set of rules to follow or to break?
He had beautiful eyes. But there was no one there to look at them, into them, and to tell him.
Saturday 26 August 2017
Me all
I want to give me all to you
While I'm with you.
And then I'll go.
Sunday 6 August 2017
Somewhere in these streets
Somewhere in these streets there is you, whom I wanted to meet. Maybe tonight, maybe never... I know you are tired. That's why I came all the way, and am here - to make it easier for you, for me to find you.
Somewhere in this room there is me, whom I wanted to meet. Ever since I met you last time... Now I know I'm afraid of me. That's why I came all the way, to give me what I want, to lure me out of my hiding, to find me.
Somewhere in this sky there is this song. Still about you, maybe less, maybe last. It just woke me up. It just found me.
Saturday 5 August 2017
When there's no time
When there's no time
Everything's at once.
When there's no time
What about us?
There's no need to wait
When time is to end,
There is no when.
Friday 4 August 2017
You don't need to remember me
You don't need to remember me,
To carry me, to feel that I'm a burden.
You don't need to remember me
Cause I am for you - when and where you want me.
Monday 24 July 2017
It was fake
It was fake, but in a way it was true.
It was fake, but in a way it was for you.
I wasn't happy that day,
And in shame it went away
Its own way,
But in a way it would stay.
Like a falling leaf
Like a falling leaf... gentle
Like a river breeze... quiet
Barely there. But you are
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I don't need to chase you,
Use you,
Waste you,
Lose you.
When I'm with you.
You give you all,
And I take.
You're when I fall,
When I wake
You set the pace
And we go.
With you there's no
Fast or slow.
Do we find out?
Do you show?
Do you know things
I don't know?
Would you reply
If I asked?
And would you grant
My request?
When I'm with you
I don't need to worry,
Hurry,
Or feel sorry.
When I'm with you.
When I'm with you
I don't need to wonder,
Ponder.
We just wander
When I'm with you.
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What is better : song without love or love without song? Now you got both :-)
Friday 21 July 2017
Sink in a cloud
I float in water,
You sink in a cloud
And glow from below.
That's how I like you, you know.
Monday 17 July 2017
It's not quite love
It's not quite love,
It's only folly,
I'm only falling,
It's not yet love.
Ti da dam...
Tuesday 4 July 2017
Not every day is today
Sunday 2 July 2017
It's evening
It's evening. Clouds.
Abbey on the hill. Green grass....
I'm tired.
Tale of a stone
- The end -
Well, this is. What follows is another tale, of a man who used to be a stone.
Friday 30 June 2017
You make me feel like I fall
You make me feel like I fall,
You make me feel like I'm light,
You make me feel like I'm loved,
You make me feel like I'm liked.
You make me feel like I am,
I am with me and with you.
There is nobody around
Except my beautiful you.
And then you give me this hug,
And then you give me this song -
It is a song for just now,
It doesn't need to be long.
I will remember this wind
That blows around my head.
I will remember and then…
I’ll very likely forget…
You make me feel like I fall -
It is so easy with you.
How can you be so well known
And at the same time so new?
Friday 23 June 2017
When you are now
When you are now
Things move slower
No matter what your speed.
Wednesday 12 April 2017
Thanks for the compliment,
I would like to admire you too.
Show me something, will you?
Tuesday 11 April 2017
When I remembered
I found words to describe it.
Now I remember those words
But I forgot your kiss.
Tuesday 4 April 2017
To be donig
Friday 31 March 2017
My simple poem
You are rather mundane.
But you chose me,
Made you mine,
Made me yours,
For those few moments
When you were being composed.
Thursday 30 March 2017
The *est
But I was thinking, looking at the ground; you were in a hurry and did not really notice me.
It does not have to be the *est. Good is good enough.
But when our eyes met, we absent-mindedly smiled politely and walked on. Only the tiniest pang of doubt: “Am I missing something?”
Thursday 23 March 2017
To Sadness
Sorry, I suppose I am being ungrateful. I am all upset and whiny and craving attention, and here you are - practically chasing me. And what am I doing? Ignoring and avoiding you. Instead of appreciating your company and just being with you for a while. Do you have something to tell me? Something that would change my life? Or something funny? Or more likely sad?
Hey, why does it have to be about me? Do you simply want to be acknowledged and loved? I guess we all do.
Thursday 16 March 2017
IOU
To let you be.
I owe you me.
Wednesday 8 March 2017
Capture transience
With ink? melody? unrequited love fantasy? train ride?
Why would you want to?
Isn’t captive transience just another burden?
So brief
Not giving you a chance to get bored.
Was it even noticed? Would be missed?
Tuesday 7 March 2017
Unfinished poem
Saturday 4 March 2017
Time is money
Sunday 26 February 2017
All I ever need
And all I’ll ever want
I'm saving for the end.
Friday 24 February 2017
1 little pale star
But then I notice more,
Peeking shyly from behind the city-lit mist,
Quietly whispering to each other.
Then the sleepy light turns in for the night,
And there are more of them,
Staring at me, chattering silently.
I think I recognize some.
Are you looking up?
Wednesday 22 February 2017
Get to know
And no, it’s not your loss
Because you are not looking for what I have to offer.
Or so I think…
Because I never got a chance to know you either.
Word by word
I love your fleeting whispers.
You’d lose your lightness if you added to a book.
Tuesday 21 February 2017
The notebook
With ink,
Not burden to remember.
Sunday 19 February 2017
What am I writing about?
Sometimes I write poems about my own stories, or stories about my own poems - these are my favorite: meta-poems, where inspiration overflows the original piece and wants more attention.
I don’t write from another’s perspective. I am a bit bothered by that fact - lack of imagination? - but it’s just not there. Maybe it’s a stage: I’ve been separated from myself for so long that I want to explore my own point of view before imagining someone else’s.
Friday 17 February 2017
How many
And who will be remembered?
How many will you want to kiss again?
Thursday 16 February 2017
In your place
there is this sadness,
which I am now glad to have.
Wednesday 15 February 2017
Horizon
Sometimes I want a peek,
Sometimes I’m happy
To have more left for later to explore.
Saturday 11 February 2017
Rather few
Some places come and follow you.
Some songs and strangers make you new.
They’re rather few.
Friday 10 February 2017
Some days
They are not many, rather few.
Most hours vanish, all but some,
But some can last for years to come.
A private replica of time.
Friday 3 February 2017
I had a thought
Sunday 29 January 2017
Walk
We don’t need to think, we can simply be.
We can write a song, but it doesn’t matter.
It’s as simple as you coming out for a walk with me.
At the pace of time everything is quiet.
With the size of sky you’re completely free.
I just wrote your name and you did not mind
Because now you’re too coming out for a walk with me
You can fall like night, you can fall like autumn,
You can fall in love, or you can fall asleep.
You can fall like snow, little flakes of water
That are snoring quietly now underneath our feet.
Wednesday 25 January 2017
Just that for me
Something intangible and lost that wasn’t meant to be.
It’s been so long…
Still feels the same.
Still trying to decide:
To write or not to write.
Dear disappointment,
Now that we got that out of the way, may I invite you to join my pantheon? See, I want to believe that you are kind to me, that you are taking care of me, even when it does not appear to be the case. It’s just easier that way. I’m so tired of fighting and avoiding you.
We’ll have a big jolly party at the top of Walhalla: you, me, fear, pain, anger, contempt, regret, hate, doubt. Maybe more folks will join later, as I dig deeper into my soul: one big happy family. We’ll get to know each other, make friends, have a feast, maybe an orgy.. Should be fun! Would you come? Please?
Monday 23 January 2017
Want
But then those other things can sneak up on me, completely unexpected, and catch me by surprise. Boo! No time to mentally prepare, develop expectation or, God forbid, desires… Only pure perception - the most gratifying of them all.
Thinking about that, I think I want to want.
Tuesday 17 January 2017
First things first
I’ll say the main thing first:
Goodbye!
Thursday 12 January 2017
Breath
You are my breath.
At first fulfilled;
By now - stifled.
You are my breath,
And I exhale.
Monday 9 January 2017
To you who love me
I don’t need that anymore. Now I don’t want you to need me.
I want you to want me. Among other things that you want. I don’t want this love to limit or burden you - I want you to enjoy it. If I am away, I want you to know that you still have me.
I want you to be proud that I choose to love you. That I can love you. It doesn’t happen often, you know.
Friday 6 January 2017
You were a coin
But now you fell and maybe are
For me - a falling star.
To a moment
And I thank you. For offering yourself to me for my consideration. For not having any claims on me, on my memory.
No need to name names, to call you boring, unremarkable, unmemorable. No need to blame myself for not being observant, attentive, for not finding deeper beauty in you beyond the first unimpressive impression.
We part ways as friends, soon-to-be forgotten could-have-been friends.