Hours have been spent Like nickels On research projects with no taste And the days passed like a single breath. You don’t know how But midsummer is here And you are not prepared. Time to take those emergency holidays.
Open door
Chose your dress carefully today As you are going to be surprised. You left the door open to the invisible possibilities And today someone will enter Flying or sneaking, Behind your back, While at the desk. Unable to produce opportunities You can only leave some space for them And get ready to say ‘ yes’.
Meeting drama
Communication is a word understood Buy all but always in a personal way. I thrive for communicating smartly And you lose yourself in intro and acknowledgments, Slowly building distance and disrespect. The air gets dense and the faces tense in masked attention.
Live love
Your caring surprises me Today like every day When I swim hard to float And your love lifts me In a second. I hug you nonstop And project my wishful thinking For a future for two Sprinkled with serious excitement And old beginnings.
Dear me
Dear me, I am happy you kept control today And let time pass Waiting for the right moment To speak. Remember to Hide your weapons And enjoy the circus Offered freely every day.
Acceptance
The sun hits your back While standing in the gray yard Waiting for the cigarette to end. Thoughts of acceptance Of an uncontrollable wild reality Are unavoidable And their daily rejection Free space in the mind And in the day.
Distant parents
The distance you cannot measure Keeps you locked and bound to the ground Like a chain of steel. Kilometers of memories and nostalgia Unroll reach moment Their loving faces emerge From the corner of thoughts To avoid To be able to go on.
No age
Could it be true That even after yes you are Never too old for being nervous. No matter the big tools in your luggage and the tricks yours hands know, When the future knocks, The stomach is a stone That keeps you going Nevertheless.
Cycle of life
The cycles of life Repeat and renew Leaving a scar and a nod. A cycle for a new job, A cycle for the true love, A cycle to acquire confidence And enjoy it for a while. Each time you are thrown Into the stage of new circus And wonder when the next cycle will start.
Living echo
I am savage today Like the echo of your actions Amplified and dissipating. Your touch of anger Becomes tight fingers and hopeless tears. Your tender hug Comes straight And gets amplified in the imaginary future only I am allowed now to see.
Reality hit
Reality hits you like a pan on the face when you walk quietly home or wait for a bus you do not care about. You will feel its hit making your eyes wet and a sad version of your your future come into focus. Your legs will rebel and you will search for alternatives from… Continue Reading →
Movement start
Reward me with a tea Made from free mountain herbs For my independence. Return my kindness With a freshly baked cake That your hands crafted in liberty. Move your eyes to follow my anguish And surprise me with a message Made of five words that do not rhyme. Start a movement and you will never… Continue Reading →
Personal seat
Gracious with your thin arms, You search your reserved seat in this world That makes preferences and fights personal enemies. Your request is legit But the effort is unusual to your muscles And only time can guarantee you A fit.
Authentic self
It is running through the crowd Looking for a too friendly face, The blame for not adapting. Too true to yourself, You refused the rules and expectations of your younger peers, Just to be well-defined and authentic. Time has passed And your originality is no novelty To the people that around you Puff their day… Continue Reading →
Work expectations
In the dark I wake up Hoping for a day of laughter and lightness In front of the screen, behind the cubicle. Nobody wants to offer their energy to the group And unconsciously waits for the good Samaritan. Come to work to get and grab And not to give Too much. You might preserve your… Continue Reading →
Time magic
Let the time pass, Let your ideas and feelings brew In solitude. Time values and discards Leaving you with a taste of a fantastic present.
Grounded
Young woman with a sculptured character You Prevent me from running blindly Towards a mirage with a blurred profile And from grabbing with direct hands my illusions. You keep me connected To the world of decisions and actions Where perfection is unnecessary And purposes are valuable.
Too cool
I am only bothered by your question marks And your artificial doubts That pose ridiculous installed on my way. My voice is calm, my reason clear, You will hear them Until my coffee gets cold.
Word stream
Protracted and diluted Worth no valid reason, Your words are losing their power And you my respect. Aggressive words Hide a void intention I will not favour.
Mind juice
Squeeze your mind In the bright day and observe the drops on the table. The red line of your everyday Is condensed and finally clear. Dried it leaves your successes behind.
Staring gallery
The gallery is open And all its portrays are staring While you pass by and search their expression. Confident and resolute, No character can hide her talents And aspirations To a deep investigator Like you.
Salty patience
Patience makes you a saint But takes you to the top of a mountain And leaves you there. Alone and patient, Questions are silenced And peace settles in. Luckily it is soon mobbed by the dormant curiosity And excitement that salts your story.
Art in the lab
Hard life in they lab Where hard materials and soft dreams are tested I don’t feel I deserve Your pastel smiles and encouragement When my data are a Pollock And my protocol a rollercoaster. Be there and keep quiet To watch the show.
Good idea
The search for the place Where good ideas are born Is heartbreaking and lonely. Sit on any bench And stare at the road behind. Your life is now becoming a good idea.
Personal weapons
Rank your efforts List your talents And your backpack is ready for the adventure. Keep the list close and you are armed forever.
Pool job
I hold my breath, I count the results Hoping for the time to pass Unnoticed and fast. A new job as Jumping in a pool Gives adrenalin Dressed with fear And reminds you all the steps that made you this way.
Mode of action
It is the right time to switch mode of action And operate differently Towards the others and your passion. Control your hands and weigh the richness of their movements Not to distract the ideas being born After so much struggle. A change of focus is recommended, While envisioning the future Illusionary Stability.
Honey addiction
Like honey and lemon On my wounds You protect and punish My spontaneity and openness To this world of fake smiles. I hold you in days of storm And give you my blanket in days of consolation, Addicted as I am to your honey.
Confidence breath
Silence as a refuge With no screaming and no challenges Is a treasure. Your breath is all you need And its calming raising and lowering Will take you by hand through the storm. Trust it and act.
Patience
One, two, three times you can wait With the finger on the watch But this will stop. Patience is the key but also a golden coin To spend for those who waste not Your time.
Personal canoe
Dreaming and thinking At a double speed To see yourselves grow Started you down but seeds personal satisfaction. Tortured by the question of who you will become You embark on a rushed slalom On a tiny wild canoe And steer crazy to Escape the illusion of control.
Work passion
No plans, no agendas, no reminders Are needed When work is curious And colleagues are stimuli. Targets are just bites for you Who anxiously dreams how the whole cake will be And how the story will end
Future richness
Refrain from evident conclusions, Linger in the delight of not knowing Giving yourself a longer time to explore And be amazed. What shines so bright Cannot be so special And hold valuable promises for the future.
Story telling
Tell me a story That was never written that has a cowboy traveling alone And a horse who missed her friends. A story with a farm and a dog Smelling like peach flowers And cut grass Is my favourite. Tel me a story you lived And that I will tell my children But will never… Continue Reading →
No Limits
The limits of a repetitive and recurrent nature Are confronted with the infinity of the molecules Orchestrating a bigger design As crowded modern cities Fit in single statistical values. Find your scale, find your limits, Start pushing.
Career forgiveness
Pardon me In this night of considerations and doubts If I ever challenges your ego Or your authority. Crashing fences and stepping alone on the field Are necessary fearful actions To gain a step in the long stairs Of a scientific life.
Saying NO
A NO resurfaces with pride and a smile A after a long day of duties. The time to step reach my podium has come To enjoy the thrill Of scheduling my own actions and direct my steps. NO to your ideas NO to your expectations NO to your deadlines YES to the persona.
Gamer wish
Hop hop over your accelerating heart, Hop hop over the dark thoughts of a terrible outcome, Bounce from idea to conclusion And have fun Passing the levels of this living video game. Fluo colours and sharp edges Define the levels of no different value Where you illuminate new routes After a long time.
Personal ripening
Refrain from participation, Observation is the highest way of learning And critical assessment. Preserver your opinions And let them ripen Far from the others’ sight. Golden and juicy You will enjoy them in solitude.
Solo thinking
I am Made stupid by the competition And the painful comparison With people by the different talents. Freedom is in the solo thinking And in the attention and consideration For yourself.
Data Jealousy
Put some magic, Spice up The routine And the rationality. You Add some fluo tho the data And make everybody jealous Of the rationale they cannot see And the style they cannot steal.
Reproducibility in the lab
The same movements performed In the same order worth the same timing To ensure reproducibility. Freeze your critical thinking, Put yours brain on pause And accept the procedure You wrote yourself. Like a robot perform To be able to trust later.
Breathing open-minded
Remember to breath When there is nothing you can control And have to keep your hands open. You will be able to grab Only what fits in your fist From enduring spring flowers to chaotic fettuccine And life will be in proportion And affordable.
Nature WTF?
Needles of rain in a bright hopeful sun Surprise after a day of struggle And closing doors on my face. When you surrender and stop fighting and planning, Nature winks at you And pulls tricks out of her bag.
Loud thoughts
I cross my fingers, I dream of you Future I can barely imagine Lying in this corner of Europe. I unravel you with cards and horoscope But the relief is quickly vanished. Loud thoughts in my head Can only fall silent To the ears of the world.
Job interview
You threw your ball To the distracted crowd And wait now for it To be in the air Again. It flies back to you Sometimes covering the reassuring sun Covered in possibilities and maybes. Catch.
Last year
Another year left to the wind To reach the land After the mountains. Time is a bike That takes you and drops you off When you feel safe and in charge.
Outreach research
How to, is never a question When the idea sweeps you away. Sunny or rainy, cold or hot, The world Subsides And you see only the future In front of you. The imagination flies free And experiments are quick Telling stories that fascinate the society And provide talks over the coffee.
Next
Unbelievable sky That changes with my life, Where will you take me next? My feet are tired, my soul still insatiable Of moments full of questions And instants with the legs up.
Idea competition
I hear your loud words, I see your rigorous slides, Your expensive material is in front of me All day I feel scientifically invaded. Your childish opinion is everywhere Taking over the space and the mind Yet my idea is better. Small in its corner, It ripens to perfection And its time to bloom is… Continue Reading →
