Fjordscene Poetry

an opinion is a fragment of a whole that says nothing in itselfand yet you present it with such firm beliefthat it makes my mouth dry just thinking of an answer –because you said so little that it leaves all […]

word feud online with strangers – not a game, life gamified –

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 […]

nostrils vent exhaust – heated fumes disguise distate from humans’ weaker senses – i’m sure the cat knows better how i feel than any two-legged creature –

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 […]

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 –

Though said that I have principles, ideals and dreams of better futures worth the building, is the truth not rather, somehow still, that no thought of mine ever soared so high that I didn’t, beneath it, secretly yearn to shear […]

I am a civilized woman, am I not? A product of a state who never lets me go. A product of millennia of development, and paths that others had to go. Then why does the darkness within remain? The drive […]

I am not depressed. I am realistic. Your idea of curing me is to make me sick. I would rather see the truth than soak in fake happiness. I would rather feel pain than imagine fake joy. I would rather […]

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 […]

Når jeg lukker øjnene ser jeg bølgerne rejse sig; sivende der sukkende bøjer sig; det flakkende lys fra mit hjemlands vægelsindede sol – nej, lyset fra fakler båret gennem byen – byen er skrumpet; en opløst sukkerknald – husene står […]

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 have so many questions; at least one for every person I have met, both the ones alive and the ones who are dead. I have so much to ask everyone because I want to understand my life and its […]

If I were a river flowing through the land my thoughts would be the delta for they get out of hand in their pursuit of oneness with oceans of wisdom which isn’t mine but others’ – most of whom long […]

An absurd, pulsing flower – a nerve-cell throbbing with life, pulses of light moving swiftly through the night in yellowish bursts as I observe here elevated in the skies – What could be beautiful is a parasite on the face […]

You gifted me a beautiful word but as I touched it fell apart Bits of dream now litter the floor of chattering people’s wills where left to wither they bury all ideals