Fjordscene Poetry

A ray of sunlight escapes the clouds illuminating everything in its path; the red, yellow, brown autumn foliage is set ablaze as the withering leaves sponge up, consume the heat – the foliage turns luminous, sending incendiary sparks with miraculous […]

The grass alights with stripes of green and gold as sunlight filters through the trees, and light and shadow divides the ground beneath in asymmetric patterns – green, gold, green, gold – of stripes, triangles and an occasional circle, disappearing […]

Running from your hair, emitting from your eyes; clear streams of water does appear – spouting from your curls, and lighting up your eyes with their translucent light gives you a share of beauty unknown previously to me – engulfing […]

The air is full of solemn song though no human voice uplifts itself, much more than hearing it you sense the wind through leaves and grasses dense, probing tentatively, playing along your face and dancing with your hair as you […]

Horizon gone – the world is one – grey sea, grey fog, grey sky above Pale waves, pale world – around us whirl a souplike mist in thick, grey curls A second broken – on the sea a seagull strikes […]

Old ship, come to rest, torn yet stately, here at bay. Pulsing with the lapping waves pensively at anchor in the harbor, nested in the middle of the city. Red and latticed resting in its decorative decay. Like a withered […]

wave after wave come rushing in, in slowmotion I watch the stream of sunshine’s glittering gold reflected on their perky tops, erected over the following hills and dales streaming silently over the shoals until they finally reach their goals; murmuring […]

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 […]