Fjordscene Poetry

hear, see, feel, give up, give in again – too much world to take in – stop – step back, refrain –

we could go to this fastfood place if you’re hungry (or anyway)! look – cheap burgers! – oh, I see the sign, walk 1 mile that way to get a tiny piece of unidentifiable meat, paper-like cheese and soggy bread […]

it’s all in my head where a sign says “sorry, there’s nothing to regret” – but includes “sorry” – reporting on the futility of being

life laughs at me and i spit in its face in uncontrollable rage – it flies right back and hits me in the head – “revenge: i won’t let you simply drop dead – you’ll be condemned to live instead…”

Time heals, time mends, time lets you comprehend… That grey hair wasn’t there yesterday! Don’t fight with nature, you are it; ever sure – Indestructible, unbreakable – intertwined with nature you will endure… But that wrinkle – too early… Isn’t […]

I invest in my soul since evidence suggests it’s all the future holds that may be worth investing in. The only problem then is that I am not convinced I even have a soul to invest in.

Life taught me early on to fly under the radar and thereby live – Nobody taught me I’d need more fuel to fly so low in higher air density – I taught myself with great care to save energy in […]

How ironic; a symbol of youth is the sun – an ancient-old guardian whose youth is long gone.

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…