Category Archive: Others poetry

Miles away

I want you and you are not here. I pause in this garden, breathing the colour thought is before language into still air. Even your name is a pale ghost and, though I exhale it… Continue reading

Ja visst gör det ont

Ja visst gör det ont när knoppar brister. Varför skulle annars våren tveka? Varför skulle all vår heta längtan bindas i det frusna bitterbleka? Höljet var ju knoppen hela vintern.   Vad är… Continue reading

Meeting and parting

These separate us: Long mountain ranges, a rainbow, an invisible sun endlessly falling winter rain the proud light of my dark face. These unite us: The heartbeat of waves, an endless telephone wire… Continue reading

Forty years later

forty years later an imperfect moon unfolds like a water lily of the sky gradually another light begins to lap the shores of night now all light is one inward moon and outward… Continue reading

Love is a place – e.e cummings

love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds /… Continue reading

The New Year – lyrics

  The New Year – by Death Cab For Cutie   So this is the New Year And i don’t feel any different The clanking of crystal Explosions off in the distance  … Continue reading

What Men Call Life

I stumbled upon Samantha Mariah Jane’s blog yesterday and coincidentally she had shared a poem that her grandfather had written, shortly before he passed away. With her permission I am posting it here.… Continue reading

So happy-hearted (Old Pine lyrics)

Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags, I’ve come to know that memories Were the best things you ever had The summer shone beat down on bony backs So far from… Continue reading

It might as well be spring

I’m as restless as a willow in a windstorm, I’m as jumpy as a puppet on a string I’d say that I had spring fever, But I know it isn’t spring   I… Continue reading

Silently loving

…let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud. From The Dance – Oriah Mountain Dreamer