16 Sept 2018

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Sunday grass

The green needles below me

Caress and welcome

This moment of uncertainty.

I am a surrender

to the power of nature

And i now navigate

With a wind of change and no thoughts.

14 Sept 2018

09 Sept 2018

Breaking

Your body whispers

A break is needed.

Reluctant and fearful

You move your body

while your mind conputes

and forecasts experimental results.

The coffee is warm

Yet fades quickly

In the run to a career.

Insatiable Hands

Pink and soft my hands

Extend to grab and touch

What gives smiles and hugs

To me.

Hands tired but jumping ready

Toward the next demanding

loving effort.

Closed holding each remind me of mum

And comfort comes,

At the end of this forgotten day.

Checkmate

Don’t Wait
Move to the next cell
Black or white
Will give you an adventure
Making up your life.
Jumping worth no rule
The breeze brings enthusiasm
through the hair,
Cell after cell.