Path

Chosen hard road
not many will take
Travellers, passers by
admirable pity to fake
destiny you decide
desert, oasis, lake
scorching skin bake
Till another day ends

Copenhagen in focus

Human nature

Breathe
I sense the warm air
Touching my eyes
Opening them to
a beautiful world
Words are not needed
don’t worry about them
Sometimes let the smiles
do their chores
Those lazy cats

Copenhagen in focus

why

the chained

shiny golden domes

trampled by heavy boots

proudly announced week of celebrations!

Couriers brought news, light in sight

Why

Centuries passed
stood my ground
generations born
Kings sworn
suffered all seasons
and more, before
butchered
slaughtered
was cut down
roots blown
on a piece of land
you ‘own’

Mercy

will wait
still state
dark shadows
long claws
can’t hide
can’t run
wrong move
one touch
you are done
know the feel
kneel and kneel
still no mercy
your life
little amusement
lots of fun
you are done
why hide
why run
you die
Don’t be shy
blue sky
scorching sun
you are done

Certainty (in colour)

it would happen
perhaps, lately or
now, immediately
out of nowhere,
death will arrive
breath will dive
pulse will slow
pupils dilate
lungs deflate
gasping for air
strength, flair
all left, mind bereft
last few words
I am no more
certainty in store
of death and demise
all truth and lies
one short sigh
to be buried with I