saying #1The truth can be told by one,but one needs a second to tell a lie.~Benny Temmerman, 2012
Valentine's textingI've known you for a whileand with that lovely smileyou're looking at meSo I ask if I maydo you want to bemy valentine today?
unwritten, unspoken, unsaidSilent waters run deep,while fainting wavescarry a passionate message,whispered by the shy wind:Close your eyes and you will see itCover your ears and you will hear itShut your mouth and you will say itBecause only your heartcan recognize the sincerityof another heart.2012, Benny Temmerman
You're not alone in this fightKeep your head up and stand tall,cause you'd be god if you knew it all.just be the demi-god that you are nowand all pieces will fall in place somehow.
A desperate call from OsloThe clock keeps on ticking.tick, tockHate is building up,slowly burning every bit of humanity.Feel the heata call for HELP!From a bunch of innocents.Every one of them,waiting .. .. ..Just to be found as casualty.This act so foul,so foul that no words,can describe it at all.All help is frozen.None heard the call.
What's the noise about?A silent whisperthrough the night.Surroundings are dark,amplifying the might,the POWER of sound.Slowly fading like a wave.Flowing onto the sandWhich falls, slowly,through the hourglasstime keeps runnin on
On strengthA sunlit cobweb -only the spider knows how many times it broke
February 12th 2016 (The Chain)A red river breaksRushing over from its banksAnd through the flat plainsEach drop carries within itAn infinite song of timeBinding us with tiesOf biology and soulEndless, unbrokenWhat is time or mere distanceBefore chemical immortalsI am you, you are me.
.i take my spoon, crackthe sky like a creme brûléeand the light flows out
Fallterminalmy grandmother, crumblingleaves
.listen to your heart;it is the one that knows bestof the inner dark
.what doesn't kill youcomes back with something strongerto finish the job
ForgottenI just want to liedown. I just want to rest. Soleave me
A Week That WasSaturday1:I'm loath to comb themorning tanglesfrom my long dark hair2.watching birds scatterthe shadows ofhot air balloons3.showering—connect constellations offreckles on his shoulders4.writing this haikubefore bedtimethe fridge faintly hummingSunday1.early morning walkincontinent ladiesand church dogs2.fixing breakfast—cracks the curve of an eggwith the curve of my hand3.at the zoowe sneak a gropeby the python cageat the zoothe alpha baboon curls hislip up at meat the petting zoothe goats shit pelletsconstantly4.new rain arriving—a moment of night's passion pausedwhile we listenMonday1.waking from dreamsof chasing cats up a tree—am I the dog?tree-trimmers overat the park, down goes the treefrom my dreams!2.toast waitingfor the homemade jellywe just ran out of3.pomegranate halves, redon half-read
It's okay to be differentFitting in's a trap:they put you inside the box,and then close the lid.
haiku #1A calming stream flowsdreaming of success in lifecontinuously