Fjordscene Poetry

The more I know, the less you seem to know. I used to think you knew everything. Now I know that you know a few things. And fake a good many. Now I know that I could teach you. Yet […]

Liberated consciousness, self-realization – not really. Somehow realizing the “self” always has consequences for others – preventing others from realizing themselves. Escape your comfort zone (to boast about it) forgetting in your haste that your comfort zone does not exist […]

The desire to MAKE – that is the human curse I carry – the MAKING of art in a futile attempt to carry myself into a future without me – My hands want creation – if my mind wants peace […]

I have not the arrogance of humans – mine is not the voice of presumption – I walk among them in silence and they do not sense my presence – I have not the bearing of them – not their […]

Standing there alone wondering who those people are and what they think. Milling around me, talking, but the words do not make sense. It’s endless humming without meaning, and it tires me out. From a distance every word sounds like […]

It’s not that I don’t care it’s that I do not have the energy to respond that which you want to hear. It’s not that I don’t see it’s that I see too much of then and now and what […]

Seen from a distance people lose their eyes – be that distance in time, place or thought – and it is much easier to see someone that way instead of seeing them for who they are. It takes so terribly […]

1. Does the cell think of the purpose of its existence as it wriggles its way around between its many brethren? Does it ever consider how small and fragile it is, or how and why it exists? No. It just […]

Du kender mig ikke og jeg kender ikke verden men vi foregiver begge kendskab – vi ønsker begge at forstå ting der overgår vor forstand – Et glimt af et menneske der taler, munde bevæger sig og øjne danser, hænder […]

Hvidt støv suser over grå asfalt snart dækket – hvide fnug fyger, skjuler horisonten – jeg går uden at efterlade spor; jeg kunne forsvinde, lægge mig under en hvid dyne, sove – men verden ville finde mig alligevel før eller […]

Dørens magi skræller smilet af mit ansigt og kaster det op i vinden – det bliver svært at fange når jeg skal ud igen. Dette ene skridt over tærsklen fører mig fra én verden til en anden. Men selv herinde […]

Old, torn lace hanging draped over a sunkissed face. We’re old as a species though the planet thinks us young. … Paint that scales off house facades – crackled pavements worn by decades. Weathered, wooden fences – weathered, broken tiles. […]

I live alone among a lot of unknown people. I live a recluse here where others move in packs. I think it must be so since every path of mind that brings people together brings them away from me. And […]

When settled down you had enough and thought you couldn’t bear the thought of staying in one place, that you’d for lack of longing lose your mood – So off you chased, new to peruse, not noticing that as you […]

Your inner horizon I glimpsed, a flash of light ensnared my senses – but now your gravitational field grabs hold of me – and all pretense of freedom lost as I am caught in the web of your outstanding thought