Nordic Spring

Out in the marshes

The life restarts

Near the cold and frigid

Sea that still lives in

The winter hiatus

Yellow flowers and

Colorful butterflies

Appears out of nowhere

Even the lost humans

Start to melt in the

Strong sun

The Same Spring

Every spring is the same

My life is a great failure in every way

Planning to leave it all behind

Looking for methods, places and reasons

So I am sorry this is not working

Anymore

Still I go on

Event

Every year I climb

Out of this hole

Only to fall in it again

Every autumn

When the dark world

Returns

Bad Times

I know

I have to fight

But

I have been fighting

My whole life

Every time things get worse

Only temporary victories

The Spring Snow

Waiting for things

To end well or not

Life has long time ago

Lost its meaning

I just exist out of defiance

Against my country

That despises me

Cold Spring

Planning my own

Suicide

Avoiding the worst

Ways of doing it

To go away

Requires planning

And relevant techniques

After a while

The insight that I am not ready

Slips through all the anxiety and pain

I return to the bleak sunlight

At spring biding my time

Playfulness

We felt the Disruption and

A frustration of the given order

That was slowly collapsing

In front of our eyes

The winter kept us safe

Stable

“Saving a little life in dry tubers”

Now that the winter was gone

The Spring of darkness in January

Spreading its demonic joy

While the polar vortex

Was fighting in the north

Our life took a different

Direction

Feeding the chaos and anxiety

Messing up our perfect

Spot on the planet

We could resist but choose

To go mad and join the game

The News

Reading and following the news

All the destruction, corruption and

Thoughtless populism surrounding us

The bipolarisation of reality

Outside the spring is conquering

My world filling it with

Birdsong and flowers

Draconian

Cold and hopeful

Flowers of the Baltic

In early spring

Pretending not to live

Where the land is closer to the

North Pole than Spain