Fjordscene Poetry

nothing hurts more than seeing your own faults filtered through another person – your own wants projected on another – your own thoughts completely skewed when uttered by another – where find mooring? there’s one place only for that – […]

tripping over world that drip with words that have no meaning – a creation through a voice – creating more than noise – visions of the world they make, unthinkingly, word-flowers shoot up everywhere they go, unwittingly – and soon […]

sweet, kind girl eminent at blending into the background of every setting where her scenes unfurl – safety in invisibility –

assaulted by noise from all around and within – seeking peace – then assaulted by noisy complaints about me being quiet – are you all right? – what is the matter? – why don’t you speak? – just shut up […]

outraged teenagers discuss personal matters on a bus – perhaps not caring and perhaps deliberately wanting us to hear their smut – “my friend broke up with her boyfriend through two years a whole month ago and hasn’t yet had […]

not even looking since looks could deceive the fact that she used to know someone like me – not fashionably dressed, clearly not from the city – any traces of roots relating her to me were to be cut if […]

toughness in the thick-rimmed titanium glasses – square jaw held high – sure of himself – sure of his field and that he knew all of it though fallen ten years behind – why care to learn? better pretend and […]

unsuited for the digital age – I don’t want to brand myself – i am human, i am no product – it does not come naturally. I am a poet not a screamer – I hate having photos taken – […]

so, you said you have a company? – I am a social media influencer, yes! – what does that consist of? – updating profiles, testing products that I get and explaining their usage – so, basically getting free stuff and […]

teenage drama, perfectly orchestrated to generate attention on a crowded bus while seeming to want to avoid same attention – I’ll never get to make any money, will I? it’s never gonna happen to me! – well, what would you […]

she has no money – she said so – frowning with carefully plucked and dyed eyebrows and carefully shaded eyelids – re-arranging a fold in the sleeve of a designer jacket – it’s so tough to find the “right” job […]

designed specifically to look special – because what else could bring sense to her life? how could she function acknowledging any common ground with others? how allow herself identity under such circumstances? she needs be the artistic one, the snowflake […]

finely knitted toughness – expensive taste – she regards the rest of us from the pedestal of youth – sure we are fossils and she a teacher – carefully chosen clothes, makeup – carefully over-wrought opinions about insignificant details – […]

it’s the 21st century – how can you expect an average person to have place left in memory to remember their family? take a number – stand in line – everything is fine – more pressing things press on one’s […]

urgent matter – idle chatter – heart with aches – app updates – poignant thought – distraction sought – deadline close – close to doze – friends in need – gone with speed – feeling alone – stares at phone […]

icicles in veins of glass – frost from mouth called words – you cannot, were not built to last –

dried-out mummy – juices drained – feelings sprained –

emulation of behavior fails for me – being sufficiently different to make other people’s behavior seem as deviant as it really is – acting mirror – seems to be my destiny –

Tenuous grip on sanity – that scent of man – tendons on a turned neck – the gesture of a hand – Flex of muscles on a leg – – I can resist this! – To long – it’s been […]

I am a stray cat nobody wants to feed – I am an echo in the silence you create with all the noise you make – I am a shadow in the darkness of the night – I am a […]