Routine tires me and each day
a challenge is born.
Many children follow me around and I chase
them like a cat fireflies.
My energy is fuelled
my smile fed
only Sundays interrupt.
Tag: energy
Freedom in a box
The box is well defined
The walls high but reachable,
Yet a fresh air is coming through
And I breath freedom.
I think inside the box,
Generate space and ideas
And opinions and opportunities.
UV filter, no filter
There sun is high and my favourite
energy source
In days of uncertainty.
I cannot eat chocolate enough,
My batteries cannot hold enough coffee
Only the sun holds my hand
Always.
No SPF50, no UV filters, please.
Bodytalk
My body doesn’t shout
But Wakes me up with cramps and worries.
It subtly tells me they way
Where the grass is greener and
There numbers add up
To a magic life of success.
Money give joy
When donated,
Hands busy
When proud,
Belly keeps Silent
When heard,
head is happy
When held up high.
Dropping energy
I dispense in drops my attention
My passion
My energy
My breathing.
Small doses make my life.
Each moment is a full circle.
Kind science
Teaching the molecule to behave,
The liquid to express itself,
The emulsion to be stable
Requires energy and kindness.
Kind science, respectful scientist, grow soothing results.
11 Aug 2019
04 Aug 2019
USPs
I cannot hold my mouth from opening and
my eyes from closing
This Monday.
I will shoulder my chocolate,
I will crack my crackers,
I will wait for today’s USPs.
26 Jul 2019
20 Jul 2019
18 Jul 2019
Grass
In the hard times
Of pressing numeric desires and ignorant opinions,
I find myself dreaming grass.
Extended and surrounding grass
Breaths with me
And cuddle my thin roots
While i gather the energy
for the next tiny personal jump.
16 Jul 2019
My zone
Like a panoramic balcony
Or a fast black bike,
My zone fits me.
Pins my feet down and my fingers up,
While my thoughts travel and evolve
Planning my version of my future.
It has a fresh breeze
Even when indoor
And always has a START sign.
12 Nov 2018
Protein army
To which protein
I owe my day?
To the social that makes me breath?
To the tiny that shuttle energy?
Or to the millions outside my body?
Many and unique,
Little soldiers with limited life and a focused target,
Proteins give me everyday
That molecular food
I cannot find on my table.
December morning
You cannot escape
the rays of the sun
On a December morning.
Pure energy,
They attract and recharge you
When no entertainment
seemed possible.
Autumn fire
Autumn surrounds me
And brings warmth and reasons
Worth its orange destined leaves.
The colours of fire
Bring life into a nature soon to rest.
Time will come
That the hopeful green
Will surprise me.
October islands
A pinch of sunlight
Can decorate this Thursday
And mark it as a new memory.
October of sorrow, expectation, and rest
Has now sparks of life
To jump to in the difficult days.
Alpine solo
The hidden villages in the mountains
Enjoyed quiet and family,
While watching the progress rush around.
The luxury is over
And things come from the big world
And feelings are drained
From the alpine people.
Winter flower
The set is sleeping
At the heart of the old flower
That afraid resists the
and the coming winter.
It breaks in my hands
Tired and dried
by the donation of its beauty.
Bright spots
The city at night
Is revealed by its spots
Delineating where the feet and the hearts
Go and hide.
Everything seems far
And secluded in itself,
Concentrating the energies left today
For tomorrow.
Sofa night
The evening is salty
And covered by shy stars
While I sip this tea
Of fantasy and night wishes.
Warm hands connect me
And reassure me
With the radiant energy I absorb.
Nature spin
The push to that leaf on the pavement
Was invisible,
Yet it rotated and stopped dry
When i passed.
Nature surrounds me
And its energy must touch me.
I spin and spin each day
From home to work,
To shops, to strangers,
Faithful to nature.
Holiday lapse
On the sunny grass,
I refuse to count the minutes
And abandon myself into the light
And into this book with potential.
In a cone of rays,
Life seems logical
And nature an expected component,
Fast from the arrogant asphalt
Of home.
Sun break
I caress my petals in the sun
And embrace the astonishing landscape
Of water and mountains
Dotted with white fluffy sheep
With short memory.
I turn and stare absorbing the energy
Irradiated
And keep it within.
Music hole
The Black hole is approaching,
Sucking me in with its energy
Of criticism and judgement.
I builds my personal joke
To laugh inside while I agree
To your pointing fingers.
No Black on me but only radiating music.
What what
I have run out of words
And of desire to think forward.
My calories are not burning
In this day of rain
and suspended motivation.
6 August, 2017 21:29
29 July, 2017 17:56
Green Energy
On a lonely walk in the hills
I go picking scenes of naïve nature
And take them home
In my arms.
The power of the green
Cleans and restored
The energy we are born with.
Energy crisis
I have no idea of what power
Is pulling the sun up today,
Across a deserted sky of summer loneliness.
I can estimate that strength
And find carefully inside myself
To push myself through the chores
Of the office, of the hobbies, of the marriage.
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 inner balance
You lose a day to enjoy.
Un-decided
I am hanging confused today
On the brink of a chair
Trying to decide if I am
Dried or energized
By the millions of interactions,
And the instinctual clicks of the day.
Diapason day
I feel today like a diapason
Vibrating to the light and dispensing
a push to change inside.
Shaken and torn
The others move and progress.
Here I am in the boring train
Vibrating through the night.
No finger coming closer.
15 April, 2017 17:04
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4 April, 2017 15:50
Office shadow
Nature returns
Apparent and joyful to my eyes.
Sitting at the desk,
I can imagine its energy
And feel my skin vibrating.
I long for the sun
That neglects this office
To embrace those working open-air.
Seed inside
The seed slowly dies
Until spring when with effort
Gives life to the plant
He always condensed.
No doubts or mistakes
He can make
And only that true plant
Grows.
Lost in doubts,
I cannot grow.
March promise
A cold March awaits me
With those young pointy flowers
that stars at me curious during my walks.
A whole brought season in front,
The do not look back to the cold winter
And happily channel their energy
To shine this year.
No promised result, no guaranteed next year, only one year more.
Original chocolate
Acrobatic thoughts and dreams for the future
Recur and surprise me
With their lights and originality.
I am training myself
To believe what others deem impossible
And take the lead
Despite their opposition
Fueled by a a fascinating new life,
Writing a story never heard before,
And dark chocolate.
Being good being yourself
The spark is back in your head
And the fall of ideas is now unstoppable.
The heat is up
In your body afraid for so long
And reactions are quick
Like instinctual impulses
When the enthusiasm is back.
Your talent cannot be lost
Just shut
But it will always come to the surface
When you feel good being yourself.
Reading people
Your words tell me successes
And bravery to launch your career
Despite the critics.
But I can read you.
Your hands tell me fear of the future
And confidence threatened by the established opinions.
I will hold your hand for free,
Not sure if you would return the favour.
Best colleague
She is coming quick paced
From the distant end of the visual
But her energy precedes her.
These rare people paint our life yellow
And poke a finger at our rear
To push us up
Like an uncontrollable spring
Moving in unforseen directions
Of equal fascination.
31 July, 2016 14:59
