December 31, 2018
December 26, 2018
Status Quo
she reads deficient words i scoop
from wordless worlds from her eyes' well
between the lines the rose's tendrils climb
skylorn into the blue
reaching for this wall's ending high
to catch the light of secret gardens.
(for D.)
December 20, 2018
December 15, 2018
#135
from silent sea
soft waves keep rolling to my shore
welcoming them with tender hands
seashells keeping their lore
within their longing hearts
how far — you never are
my heart embraces you
chin rested on your shoulder
to see the evening sky
with your soul's eye.
(for D.)
December 08, 2018
#134
maybe we are
two little notes
in universal music
woven into a sweet melody
whitecaps on the endless blue.
(for D.)
December 01, 2018
at the far end
my light you stay
in times of dark,
on brightest day
entwined with sunlight
on a hopeful morn
my light you stay
cast over flowering fields
caressed by summer breeze
on careless afternoon
that slowly turns to golden eve
my light you stay
when after many moons
you may remember
the wilted roses
at the far end of your garden
know then
that they are blooming still
in mine until all gardens fall.
(for D.)
in times of dark,
on brightest day
entwined with sunlight
on a hopeful morn
my light you stay
cast over flowering fields
caressed by summer breeze
on careless afternoon
that slowly turns to golden eve
my light you stay
when after many moons
you may remember
the wilted roses
at the far end of your garden
know then
that they are blooming still
in mine until all gardens fall.
(for D.)
November 20, 2018
November 11, 2018
aurora borealis
cerulean winds from northern skies
are brushing against sleeping earth
a sea of grass surging in dreams of hoarfrost
weaving itself into the hymn of birches
which glow in auburn gold
as silent stronghold of sublime
deep reach the roots
of arctic roses into summer streams
where bluebells ring
over the valley's peaceful pastures
lighting a smile in elven heart
wistfully dancing over sea.
(for Yelena)
are brushing against sleeping earth
a sea of grass surging in dreams of hoarfrost
weaving itself into the hymn of birches
which glow in auburn gold
as silent stronghold of sublime
deep reach the roots
of arctic roses into summer streams
where bluebells ring
over the valley's peaceful pastures
lighting a smile in elven heart
wistfully dancing over sea.
(for Yelena)
November 10, 2018
on paths of stillness
let me love you silently
the way a golden leaf touches the earth
sheltering future seeds from cold,
the way the seagull paints
white circles into grey skies
before the fall of soothing rain,
the steadfast way the oak abides the storm.
on paths of stillness we will wander
beneath the bleak face of a winter sun
keeping hope low behind forest's black silhouette
the gentle sough of fallen summer on our feet.
on paths of stillness we will wander
your vine trailing around each hour
watching the western sky
for heaven's gates lighting the setting sun
to find a home in ocean's arms.
let me love you silently
the way a silver moonray
kisses the sleeping flower.
(for D.)
the way a golden leaf touches the earth
sheltering future seeds from cold,
the way the seagull paints
white circles into grey skies
before the fall of soothing rain,
the steadfast way the oak abides the storm.
on paths of stillness we will wander
beneath the bleak face of a winter sun
keeping hope low behind forest's black silhouette
the gentle sough of fallen summer on our feet.
on paths of stillness we will wander
your vine trailing around each hour
watching the western sky
for heaven's gates lighting the setting sun
to find a home in ocean's arms.
let me love you silently
the way a silver moonray
kisses the sleeping flower.
(for D.)
(Which one is the way to go to meet your eye still in this lifetime ...?)
November 02, 2018
okeanos
resting in the soft hands of our beach
stretching to both ends of the sky
the seagulls' cries have settled with the sun
into a fruit-spilled dream spiced with lavender
our senses reach for ocean's heart
breaking in gentle waves of dusk,
for the tales of seashells' melodies
resounding in your smiling eyes, in mine,
in the softness of our voices
immersing into fading light,
in a sea of life embracing us
skin finds the warmth of skin
fueled by two coalescing flames
bearing the flower blue
drinking from silver light of starry skies.
(for D.)
stretching to both ends of the sky
the seagulls' cries have settled with the sun
into a fruit-spilled dream spiced with lavender
our senses reach for ocean's heart
breaking in gentle waves of dusk,
for the tales of seashells' melodies
resounding in your smiling eyes, in mine,
in the softness of our voices
immersing into fading light,
in a sea of life embracing us
skin finds the warmth of skin
fueled by two coalescing flames
bearing the flower blue
drinking from silver light of starry skies.
(for D.)
October 28, 2018
autumn (V)
to wander silently
in autumn's frigid mist
weaving the auburn sea
in lace of wistfulness
on wings of cranes departs
great summer's fervent glow
into the voice of wind
wafting from isles where gold
and honey flows from lips
of sun's embracing warmth
dyeing a rose in embers
on Lóriens unfading grass.
(for D.)
September 30, 2018
winged
dawn flows from her eyes
sweetness from her lips
to the ether silk of night
embracing his swan
with amethyst wings
horizon-bound star-dreamer
crestfallen crescent
face turned to her grace.
(for D.)
August 28, 2018
Note
i do not hope for much
but to be kept inside
a small chest in your forest
hidden at a place that only you know
beside the little well hemmed by blue flowers.
(for D.)
but to be kept inside
a small chest in your forest
hidden at a place that only you know
beside the little well hemmed by blue flowers.
(for D.)
August 25, 2018
when i close my lids
when i close my lids
i see you
your eye opening a pristine sky over secret isles
a dark ripe with the taste of sunrise
when i close my lids
i feel you pulse inside my veins
moonfruit of the olive tree
high in the branches
(for D.)
This morning I was dreaming of you while asleep for the first time. First I saw you in a group of people while I was passing on a bus. The second time you stayed invisible but I could feel your presence.
i see you
your eye opening a pristine sky over secret isles
a dark ripe with the taste of sunrise
when i close my lids
i feel you pulse inside my veins
moonfruit of the olive tree
high in the branches
(for D.)
This morning I was dreaming of you while asleep for the first time. First I saw you in a group of people while I was passing on a bus. The second time you stayed invisible but I could feel your presence.
August 11, 2018
Gossamer
Maybe
we meet
each other only
in the soft feathers
the sky weaves into dusk,
in the shimmer of a yearning
that the river carries through
gossamer evenings wearing coats
of misty chill
in our
hearts.
(for D.)
July 11, 2018
essence
holding you
in the marrow of sunset
where sea, earth and sky merge into light
holding you
in the palm of my heart
(for D.)
maybe
maybe your love
will flow with earthly rivers
into the sea as sediment
but in the dawn of each day
in light of evening's brink
in each star's twinkle shy
in smallest flower growing
out of a stony wall
there will be you, your light and smile.
(for D.)
June 26, 2018
violet
your eyes speak your heart
my soul is vessel for
in a scent of violet melody
a smile of luscious gardens
welting cherries in bloom
rooting in a diamond sky
moon's diadem
letting its silver beam
flow into source of sea,
of life, into my rose
unfurling in your light,
wilting without.
(for D.)
June 10, 2018
June 05, 2018
Note
Some fervent dreams, it seems, are not meant to be fulfilled. Apart from this, the silence hurts the most. This mist reveals no reason, no explication; it is filled with invisible and inaudible waves drifting towards unknown shores.