Vintersol
Ligesom solen mindskes med vinterdage krymper jeg i sorg
For-tabt
At miste den man elsker allermest er som en styrtblødning gennem kroppen under konstant forandring. At tabe det liv man var taknemmelig for er som en knugende mangel på mening dybt inde i hjertet. At fortsætte i det nu, der
Oktober
Jeg står blændet mod dine illusioners lys i oktoberregn.
2 haiku poems published
Hypersensitive has been published at Slagtryk for the first time in more than 20 years. 2 small haiku poems – don’t be fooled, they are darn har to write. I am honored and inspired to continue my work. Poems in
The path
Stillness We used to walk down the path unable to hide the lust and joy. Now I see the grass has grown and I hestitate to walk alone. Will you ever walk with me again in the early morning