poetry of consciousness

In gratitude

Three days a mockery of my reality
A maskless carnival in a little northern town
Where people cover their faces solely
With smiles lighting up their eyes.
As I got off the train greeted warmly
By a couple of strangers … CONTINUE READING »

Glass of Whiskey

It usually happens when I go north
After flying over a blanket of milky clouds
Through blinding rays of a closer Sun
Following its course from dawn
Far too early only a coffee before I embark
As it steals the … CONTINUE READING »

Price Labels

Dinners we prepared furnishing our first homes
With Ikea’s creative objects revolutionising concepts
Until everyone complied and houses began
All to have a familiar je ne sais quoi.
Dressing tables with big blue round plates
Stainless steel cutlery colourful paper … CONTINUE READING »

Risk

From the day we are thrust into existence
We are served our first challenge a breath,
Slapped hard if we turn blue embraced
Kissed and cleaned when we finally inhale.
As we embark in our earliest adventure
Our steps we … CONTINUE READING »

Risk

From the day we are thrust into existence
We are served our first challenge a breath,
Slapped hard if we turn blue embraced
Kissed and cleaned when we finally inhale.
As we embark in our earliest adventure
Our steps we … CONTINUE READING »

Small talk

Someone told someone else I am unable
To face society without a drink in my hand.
They were arguing the genuineness
Of my sentiments of love for humanity due
To my struggle to engage in, small talk.
Unoffended albeit taken … CONTINUE READING »

Art for Dollar and Dollar for God

Art had a sunny ebullient character, a passion
For observation and understanding, a talent
To report emotions and sentiments reconciling
Instincts with reason depicting human melees,
Eternal duels in the abysses of motley feelings,
Longing for happiness despite struggling to … CONTINUE READING »

The day will come

They look at us gleaming reverie through wide eyes
Excited to see us as if we were a nicer kind
They wave their hands to greet us with big smiles
While I wonder whether we deserved it.
It bothers me.… CONTINUE READING »

The day will come

They look at us gleaming reverie through wide eyes
Excited to see us as if we were a nicer kind
They wave their hands to greet us with big smiles
While I wonder whether we deserved it.
It bothers me.… CONTINUE READING »

Forgotten

You passed me a ticket under the table,
Hush-hush invitation to join you across
The globe to the other side of the world,
Where fauna and flora faces and colours differ,
Concealed exotic places to my virgin eyes,
Longing for … CONTINUE READING »