Trail me away
with questions
and the weight of your love.
Abyss is not yet invented
Just seen in shadow moons…
Cast me away
with a thought
replenishing with haze
in mid mountain mornings…
I carry feelings
in my pockets
and stories of you
to guard my garden of lilies…
Every night
I wash myself of you
until another one comes written…
Reposting an old poem from 2015.
Art by John William Waterhouse.
Stitch = one in-and-out movement of a threaded needle in sewing, embroidering, or suturing.
“The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.”
― Ray Bradbury
Art by Jacek Yerka.
The Sea is a fickle lover
One day sweet as
honey dew
The other bitter
like sin…
that makes you
fall harder
as if hit
by a ton of bricks
made of water glass
Sincerity.
It loves you back
with ardor
You have been dissolved…
Both limbs and heart
know no more
than
liquid love
that once was only
words…
Dawn hovering over the Black Sea until the first rays break into so many winged good news:
“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way… As a man is, so he sees.”
– William Blake (28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
Art by Vincent van Gogh.
Longing = a yearning desire.
“One of the deepest longings of the human soul is to be seen.”
– John O’Donohue
Art by Ferdinand Knab.
Numbers are gold
They measure the silence
of centuries
and never pin down
to feeling.
Put Love in a number
It would be 0, 1 or 10.
Put Hate in a number
It would be seven.
Numbers follow
the horizon
and leave us alone
with even, naught and odd.
Numbers are perfect
They order the chaos of galaxies
and split away fear.
Inspired by Mick E Talbot.
Art by Remedios Varo Uranga.
We are the only people
in the world
and we hold
the keys to all
gardens and dungeons
beneath a wall…
We live on
Moon’s compassionate light
and greenish profoundness
of Spring.
We may not die
but if we do
your smile will freeze
the light blue
in my eye
and shovel back the trench
to where I quench
my thirst for throbbing hearts
and burning dreams
deposited in chests
that heave entwined.
Art by Ivan Avgustovich Veltz.
Pierce = entering or cutting through with a sharp pointed instrument.
“Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly — they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced.”
– Aldous Huxley
Art – Beauty and the Beast by John Dickson Batten.
What are you after?
Money… Success… Fame…Happiness…Dreams…Love…
We are all after money. Whomever cares not about the money has always had it, consequently has no pattern in measuring having or not having it…
Success is in our blood…The difference between success and failure is vision. “When a man is in doubt about this or that in his writing, it will often guide him if he asks himself how it will tell a hundred years hence.”- Samuel Butler
What problems do your dreams solve? What problems will they solve in 15 years-time?
“Man has always been half-monster, half-dreamer.” – Ray Bradbury
Vision is the combination of the dreams of the dreamer and the fears of the monster. Dreamers fight for their dreams, monsters fight the reality (they dread) and shape it to their own liking. Monsters fight with their skills and claws, dreamers with their imagination. More or less monsters make sure that your dreams survive the harsh cold reality…
So travel with your dreams but never forget about the monster’s perspective. As we are all monsters, and it is far easier to make a kind person believe you are kind than make a monsterling believe in your kindness. Monsters believe in monstership…In the ancient times people believed in mythical creatures as they needed to understand the overpowering forces of nature. We, the (post)modern people, know that the monsters are us. We have all the stories, we have a whole sea of stories which is at times poisoned by non-believing, prosaic tiny sea serpents.
Or the monster might command the suffering of the dreamer.
Maybe this is depression. Not believing in your dreams and feeding them to your monster.
Art by Andrew Ferez.
Kindle = set on fire, arouse or inspire (an emotion or feeling).
“The sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.”
– Carl Jung (26 July 1875 – 6 June 1961)
Art by Michel Rauscher.