Love

Love is under construction

Hiding

Life is a great struggle

Like a gentle dance

Not yet taken place

Or being on going

In the raum of long past

There is always a party

Going on somewhere

Flowers on the boats

When Dionysius arrives

After the long almost

Eternal boat

Locked

Confused and tired

The mind locks itself

Confronted with

The leftovers

Of a long life

Just the dream

Of a better life

Remains

Haunted Soul

Trying to deal

With the impossible;

The probably future

And the horrors of the past

The memories has come to

Haunt the tired mind again

Sequences repeating itself

Again and again

Peace, happiness, passion

Are lost dreams

Searching for renewed

Meaning in late afternoon

Past Future

I did see the future come and go

Once, twice and a third time

Remembering the past

Getting stuck in what was

Unable to protect or act

Repeating the story and memory

Now again the future is here

Like a grey sky early in the spring

Deep Waters

Crossing the bridge

Going underground

Finding that the old ways does not

Work anymore

Most things are lost

Others are found

In between the future and the past

Both fading away in the clouds

The structure that kept things

In place is fading away

I just have hope, without any reason

Retribution

Future demands a

Past and a present

We relieve ourself

Of the burden

That gives us such a pleasure

A surprise of change and bereavement

Through time that melts down and

Pressure together all layers

To something hardly visible

Still there present in its invisible

Personalisation of

What once was