Fjordscene Poetry

All those smart sentences that pop into one’s head every now and then. The ones that just explain things. Just so. If only it was possible to write a book consisting of nothing but those. But they don’t string together […]

landslide, mud that rush through mindand falls out of mouth –breathless rumbling noisewallows in itself,aroused by thought –sticky mud that drips,a putrid smell that lingers in the airwhen silence regains holdand everythingis said – it can’t be washed away,the fetid […]

a night sticks to my faceand breathes my eyes shut –ears open, quiet un-calm carefully listening brain –who, where, what, when – why? –eyelid slithers back a bit in question,darkness firmly presses it back down,chides me “sleep” –but how, when, […]

   I go through phases where I, incensed with a new idea I want to put into writing, suddenly feel defused as soon as I look at the screen. “What does this even matter,” a voice will tell me, “nobody cares […]

People don’t want tortured attempts at answering existential questions. So I really don’t have much to offer the rest of humanity. But to be fair, the rest of humanity doesn’t have much to offer me either. Expect the study of […]

seasons change and I feel it in my bones –older than I and ever changing –this morning my house was drainingthe deluge of the nightthat stained my few hours of sleep –spring is finally herebut where am I? –today i […]

A circle drawn around you all,you lean in near to hear –you bask in warmth and wordsand everything outside the invisible wallyour circle creates hereis empty space to you all – A droplet drawn from the river,left in a bucket on […]

My mom doesn’t understand poetry –she cannot feel how rhythmlinked with wordscreates new meaningand allows things to be heardand remembered through requiringthe usage of the mind – you don’t feed people poetry –they have to chewand you can’t help them […]

Spindly strings of light emittedfrom a lit computer screen –nimble fingers hover overkeys that seem to twist and turn – How put into words a worldso twisted and original –how express with merely wordsthe strangeness of it all – Dust […]

thoughts grow slowly in my mindthen suddenly spring forthas fully formed decisionsaltering my course –

I was told that with ageI’d find answers – find faith –but all I found was questions I was told I’d wisen up and learnand I did learn some from each mistake –but I also lost all faith I was […]

it’s hard to lose weight when the urge to drinkstrikes me at inopportune times –like in the middle of a lectureor in the middle of the night – i lay awake and wonder and thinkand question how to best spend […]

roaring currents, breaking waves –cacophony around my desk –the ringing phones, the clanging keys,the voices – never at a rest –it swirls around me without end,but i am the office breakwater –it shocks me with its potencybut can’t rock my […]

I found myself in a splendid moment and thought that I should stay in it, and get the most out of it. The thought alone stole my presence and so I lost it. — Human beauty. The calmness that comes […]

the youth i never had keeps haunting me –it taunts me in the face of younger women –that which i never was, and cannot be again –the youth i never had plays out insteadin endless loop within my head – […]

Trying to figure out makeup at 29is just so sad –others have a head start of 15 yearsand a gallery of duck face selfiesto look back at –what have I got? I want to ask a woman’s advicebut I really […]

here i sit again – a square bug light illuminating everything –showing me a world wherein i have no wish to live –yet cannot escape – alcohol cancels out the pain – for a little while –my thoughts however press […]

Give me just a taste of life –something to make it worth my while –these empty days stretch behind and aheadand i can’t find the means to erase them – Give me something to hold onto –anything will do –just […]

the sun found meas i lay in hidingbeneath mounds of sleep –it gently shookremains of dreams off me –this way awakei stumble through the lightto what awaits me – the day: embodied crueltykilling dreams daily –

congratulations! you’ve scavenged outthis piece of poem from the dustbinthat is the words i left behind – somuch garbage of other kinds gone towaste, but this – the words – can bepreserved at least –a strange thing to ponder in […]