Fjordscene Poetry

What is there hidden, deep within, whose rhythm can be felt when you begin your journey towards me – I think all thought must cease, no thought can no more please one half as much as you, right here beside […]

The impulse sparked in me by your pulse – a pianist’s long drawn-out note, a tune of soulful melancholy revolving around love Vibrating, trembling in the air the note, materializing here in this soft, rhythmic atmosphere struck by your pulse […]

Let us roam the Earth together with no plan or destination, travel inwards with eachother with no fear of deviation. Volatile and agile in our pursuit of every height and elevation, entwined by dreams we will endure and go beyond […]

The sun is floating in a sea of mist with two pale cloud-boats in its wake, and all the sky irradiates as it emits its golden light to mist and clouds alike Then sinking in the sea of its own […]

The seashore’s waves break on the sky, the smoking curls of foam I see in tones from white to rose, the band extend along the invisible sea The winds of evening toss about the bands, the light turns them to […]

’Stretch out your leg and bend your arm, look to the left – sit still.’ I stay poised in front of you while you the paper fill. And then a new pose, and another on and on again – what […]

You draw me in, unpolished gem With a clear sound music when you’re struck, it makes my head spin in ripples round Unpolished gem let me in Cast off your granite and let me behold for a moment the beauty […]

landscape lost in a humid cloud of nebulous mist that moist descends upon us dispersing white mist, seesawing – what a sight to behold before us fog twirling around pale smokestacks, we are found within this world, swirling around droplets […]

glistening petals, pearly skin as white and rosy as a memory of fairytales told to me long ago – but somehow they don’t seem to be the lasting objects of veneration that I have sought, (that I came here to […]

Out of the ocean rises it, transparent in its beauty, cocks head in joyful majesty and marvels at its power, then bends its neck when nearing land, in curiosity – consumes itself in foam and then collapses on the sand; […]

Balancing on a steady stem the tender purple bluish threads which make up its small, fragile head raised to the hiding sun, its rosy eye gleams to the sky, that through June ever blinds its eye to those who seek […]

Grey wood, with reddish blotched spots that spread around the hinges – withered wood and rusted metal, bent by gravity and time – hanging on by habit only, guarding still the entrance to an abandoned site where lies a meadow, […]

On such a pleasant evening I rejoice in the ocean’s waves’ ancient-old voice as they their thuds against the ship let sound amidst the vast, blue realm which us surround These waves, these North Sea hills and vales which I […]

As night-time falls I watch the moon’s pale reflecting light rise up over the horizon’s far-off dunes of fields with varying crops, and listen to the night’s saddening tunes of crying crickets and falling drops and an owl who lonely […]

Thin whirling veils of pink and gold are intertwined across the sky and dance in slow and graceful motion ‘round a perfect half-sphere, cold and white and drenched in mist that makes it wobble slightly to our eyes as it […]

Luminescent night-air, walking in the dirzzling rain. There’s no light yet there is light and rain like mist with silence in its noise. Mid-autumn leaves cannot decide on letting go or holding on. No wind is there to help them […]

I know a place where the rain is warm and the wind is genial – I know a place where the sun is mild and the darkness minimal – I also know it isn’t here which isn’t optimal…

In curls and ringlets, dark yet vividly expressed like broken brushstrokes it bends and stretches out across a piece of sky that blotched in turquoise, purple, pink and orange bids the day: “goodbye”; this oak tree, curled as if asleep […]

The heavy, humid feeling of something approaching yet not yet near enough to bring release. The pressure of the atmosphere, the heat, the irritation and the claustrophobia of the moment. You wait and wait and wait. But thunder comes whenever […]

The pressure in the air is full of birdsong. The heat declares its presence everywhere. The faintest smell of apple blossoms and of grass comes greeting through the window on the swell. The cooling breeze comes to caress my hair, […]