Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Autumn limes


With this photo it is my pleasure to introduce my friend G. Ferri. This photo is a first co-product. Further mutual works will be published in future. 
Cat

When he comes


He said to me
Love, you will know
when I am on my way
There will be clouds on the horizon
strong winds will blow them across your mountains
The ocean will rise its level
it will arrive at your feet
and kiss them
like I will when I have you in my arms
The bluebird will change its song
your ears will know
your eyes will know
and finally
your heart will know I am on my way.

So I wait
I watch the sky
I bath my feet in the liquid ocean
I listen to the birds sweet song
while I am waiting
for him

Schoenheit der Technik

Ceylon Storm

Nature takes your breath away with its infinite beauty, especially in a moment when the elements rise and make themselves heard and seen and they scare you, but at the same time you want to be part of them, leave the earth behind and become part of the storm.

Sunday, 20 November 2011

I want to

Who stopped the rain
I want to move
Who filled the rivers
I want to travel
Who paints the grass green
I want to fly
Who decides whom we encounter
I desire to see you
Who rows my boat
I see your face in any ocean
 

Monday, 31 October 2011

Wenn du aufwachst
in der Stunde, in der
die Nacht am Dunkelsten ist
Wenn es scheint, als kaeme
nie mehr ein Morgen
Wenn die Voegel schweigen
und kein Grashalm sich
im Wind regt
Wenn die Staedte schweigen
und der schwarze, sternenlose
Himmel stumm wartet


Wenn du dann aufwachst -
hoerst du nur dein eigenes 
Herz,
das dir die Wahrheit
ueber dich erzaehlt

Thursday, 27 October 2011

Magic World III

At the border where reality, dream and fantasy fade into each other an imaginary kiss will burn on your lips and a tree will hug you back and whisper your name. His branches will leave traces on your skin.

Thursday, 13 October 2011

What is left

In the afterglow of the day
you lay me down
to rest in your love
While the world went on
spinning
Our thoughts blendes
our hearts went wild

And in the dark green
remainders of this summer day
life came to life
and my restless soul
floated above
and importance changed

Croatia III

Croatia II

Croatia I

Thursday, 6 October 2011

Do not wake me up
When I sleep I dream
of countries I have visited
and lived
and worlds which I still need
to travel
I dream of past adventures
and adventures yet to come
My dreams are me and 
I will be my dreams
Do not wake me up
When I sleep - I am

Friday, 10 June 2011

SUMMER SOLSTICE

nobody could touch me now
my skin would burst like glass


nobody could talk to me now
the words would cause a 
thunderstorm inside my head


nobody could love me now
my heart is spiked with frost


my legs are too weak 
to carry the weight 
of missing you


I envy the birds for
their unburdened flight
as the pain of the height
of summer without you
cuts through my body

Waking up

Wednesday, 13 April 2011


RAIN FALLING
On fertile fields
in their aspiration
to be harvested
to produce new life
and praise creation
The immense wondrous
circle of life
makes me shiver
Life begins where it ends
and no one is ever left out
who has learned to embrace
the magic that happens
everywhere every day

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

HE said
"And who touches your
beautiful body in those lonely summer nights"
I answered
"The thought of you,
the dream of you,
your thoughts of me,
your longing and
all your unspoken words
are like feathers - 
only much heavier on
my skin"