Minutes distillation

Sitting and staring at the landscape
I don’t value these minutes
That can hand out joyful ideas
And first steps
For a new direction.
The train accelerates,
I slow down

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Protein novel

My words flow enthusiastic
Telling a topic few appreciate.
The story had little players
With specific superpowers
That secretly touch or lives
In the core moments.

Excel reason

Cells and numbers arrange
In a logic reserved to few
And drawing lines
Suggesting actions.
The future is shaped
By those commas and exponentials
And from the numbers,
An innovative way of stepping comes.

Unexpected twist

In the middle of the transition,
A day of hope arrived
And the line of life takes a twist.
Unprecedented and unexpected
I find myself dreaming fearful
Of a new daily routine
and a new company.

Communication evolution

I thicken my fingers
Tipping and spreading words
Each day.
Strong and powerful,
My fingers reflect my activities
Our my priorities.
Communication passes through the fingers,
words acquire value,
A few can still listen.

Privacy respect

I thrive for communication,
Yet i fear the overdose.
Attacks from messages,
instant and always urgent,
Are invading my time.
Emails respect boundaries
And leave the time to you
When they are distilled as drops
And no river breaks the boundaries.

Open window

What comes through the window
Is a gift and a tool
That chances and love
Send you today.
I have only a Narrow breeze
That can cross
And the empty air can still
Make me close my eyes and
Bear natural freshness.

Fries ode

Tent and steaming,
Golden like the sun,
Fries condense joy of life and child-like behaviours.
Fingers are sticky,
oily stains on my dress,
And a bunch of fries
Like wedding bouquet
in my hands.

Night time

My eyes focus softly
While the day finally vanishes
And the heart find its rhythm.
The long night has started
And its good ideas are approaching,
Hiding behind my lids.

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