Morning run (08.11.2012)

The cold wall I hit
Trying to break my breath
I run on

Beauty (03.11.2012)

One must find beauty
pale light yellowing the mountains
leaves blown on my face on a cold autumn day
music stirring my soul
visions of words
like notes on a pentagram
the steel flow of a river, blinding me
and sometimes, the ghostly memory of an embrace

Gone (27.09.2012)

Because your voice is
memorable like your smile
and this hurts us so

Montisola (25.09.2012)

Steel waves are blinding
Salty drops, shiny and thick
If only this would last

No (12.09.2012)

It's only anger
Waves of negativity
And I carry on

Manchester morning (06.09.2012)

The voices mingle
With the crunchy smell of toast
I can't help smiling

Identity (04.09.2012)

It all comes down to
Sun and voices and sounds and
Vague feelings here