Fjordscene Poetry

The Spring announced itself today – the 3rd of April – with a flash of light and an angry roar it washed the winter off the ground as it were – And underneath the winter suddenly the flowers, tough, exploded […]

The early days of Spring drowned in snow – here and there a flower far too hopeful for the future stirs beneath the icy blanket, head now hanging low –

Heavy dampness in the air, whiteness everywhere – muffled sounds from far away as morning wakes to day – Tentative light that tries to poke its fingers through the fog of sleep – the war of Spring on Winter leaves […]

SPRING: The buds that unfold and grow, the dew that resumes at night, droplets in beams of light, dispersing remnants of snow. SUMMER: The skin on the back of your hand, the sunshine through the trees, the veins that pattern […]

It gathers on my drying lips – the dust of our lives. The dust of repetition, lives of dust that we must live, and dust-related lies as well that turn to stories which we tell and name as “memories” Lives […]

Life is like a drop of rain. First a fall then a splash and it leaves a stain. Then it’s drawn to the clouds to return again.

On a riverbank I sat resting my feet, my back against a steadfast reliable oak tree; if I could be as patient what might I not achieve? I’d grow into the heavens if I dared to believe. But those qualities […]

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 […]

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; […]