Magic

Touches of hands
Like madness of hearts
Soundless magic

Tenderness

Fresh mistletoe
Two kids’ warm kisses
Through adulthood

Fashion

All my shirts
Look better on you
Same does my heart

Counting

Miscounting seconds
In fast rhythm of heartbeats
Time breaks in kisses

Fall

Between two clouds
The moon plays bowling
Two stars falling

Curves

Travelling afar
On broken geodesics
Time’s bending within

Attraction

With all force
Holding to a rose
A butterfly

Seaside

The sea in a rage
Displays its dark blue colors
Seeing much of you

Burst

A bunch grass blades
Pulled their heads from the snow
Aiming to the sky

Promenade

In pen’s jaunting
Looking for dovetails
Just love birds

Bowing

Old oak bent
Toward the wood
Solitude

Haiku

Writing haikus
I started linking
The gaps in thoughts

Chaos

In a dark corner
Tall yellow chrysanthemums
Disheveled morning

Fireworks

In an old house
All my blessed childhood
Scene with scene

Laughter

Black cat hidden
In winding snowdrifts
Schrödinger laughs

Fireside

In fire's whispers
Jumping between dreams
Catching all fire

Memories

Stove’s coziness
Pulls into childhood
Jumps between years

Drifting

Drifting through the snow
Steps follow the shortest path
Away from the frost

Roses

A rose found purpose
In opening its petals
Rosebuds all over

Serenade

Concert of stars
On a winter sky
Who’s listening

Haiku

Pond splash-jumping frogs
And blue butterfly sneezes
Bring one no further

Wreckage

A frozen apple
Pushed around by a slight wind
In a sea of snow

Awaken

Steamy apple pie
With a touch of cinnamon
A push out of bed

Eruption

Chunks of ceiling
Dismantled in fire
Night’s volcano

Embrace

In room’s coldness
Embracing the bed
With all being

Fire

Hearts melted
In snowballs fight
Winter’s fire

Speed

Feet ice burning
Speed on cold carpet
A morning’s touch

Christmas

Beliefs bring the stars
Closer to our hearts
Let it be Christmas

Christmas Morning

From the warm blanket
Just the nose sniffs the coldness
Steamed Christmas dishes

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve
Long I’ve been wishing
For your embrace

Whiffs

Houses breathing
Through the frostiness
The fire whispers

Frozen

Small waxed apples
Tremble in winter
Winds’ cold whiskers

Richness

An apple branch
Never been richer
As Christmas tree

Carols

Joyful carols
Murmured by the wind
Christmas is near

Branches

The fire leaping
Into a night’s quest
From branch to branch

Upside Down

From up to down
It took a second
And a slip

Seeds

When one’s love becomes
Suffering spilling over
Water nourishing

Love Letter

Your smile’s marbles
Would be just enough
For a new home

Change

The world can change
In one humble hour
In good or worse

Art

One carves through stone
To define his self
Unfinished work

Dive

Snow banks sizzling
In a sea of white
Jumping black cat

Frozen

Frozen leaves
Silent witness
Winter’s creeps

Whitewash

Previous day’s marks
Were covered by night’s snowflakes
Winter masks its trails

White Grins

A snowman grins
From a spooky yard
Deep winter bites

Glitters

Fallen snowflakes
Glitter like diamonds
In morning’s sun

Blossoms

Possibilities
Hidden in each bare blossom
Till their time would come

Duration

How long the silence
Hidden in an hour
How deep its echo

Riddle

Came in silence
Gone with the first noise
Half-face glowing

Frame

Full of wisdom
One escapes the truth
Be lit-empty

Ligtness

In an empty room
A small candle lights
Days before Christmas

Traces

When does life stop
Casting illusions
Marks in the sand

Odd

Where have I lost
That rose on the way
Uneven count

Division

What feeds the soul
But not the heart
Whole but apart

What feeds the heart
But not the soul
Apart not whole

Solace

Old twisted tree
Deadening in wind
Young branches

Flight

Seagulls fly over
The lightened Christmas market
Shadows of the night

Imbalance

Swept off my feet
By the waves of cold
Burning like hell

Seeds

Is the unreal
Or the irrational
That makes one absent

Ripples

Time ripples
Beneath the surface
Of static life

Fog

Dense fog raising
Over the river
Smoky funnels

Reflections

A broken mirror
Reflects the same old sunset
In each tiny shard

Refuge

The strength of one
In strength of many
A shelter finds

Perfume

A dried-out red rose
Still relinquishes odors
Of what might have been

Cruelty

Heartless the heart
That looks for own proofs
Of forgiveness

Gaiety

Fancy pansies
Cast in night’s coldness
Moonlight glimmer

Slaughter

Red rose petals
Scattered in the snow
Winter bloodshed

Buoyancy

Pink magnolia buds
Covered by icy crystals
Deep frozen lightness

Flight

Wild ducks flying
Over Rhine’s waters
In-flight traces

Shuffle

Fallen leaves
In wind's whispers
Rearranged

Dust

Is it the dust
Settling on your wings
It’s time to fly

Embrace

Into her arms
Night felt a second
Damn waking hour

Ghosting

Dust ghosting
Between morning’s shades
Comforting waft

Tremors

Tremored old voice
Waiting for a call
Birthday wishes

Blossoms

If there were
No blossoms falling
Weren’t there beauty

Fencing

Mind’s a sword
Cutting through thin air
Embodied words

Emptiness

A house is empty
Without somebody to love
Half-hearted echoes

Haiku

Thunderlike haiku
The ultimate illusion
Of bare perfection

Sense

If one can't save
A rose from winter
What's autumn for

Mastery

For the others
Each feels a master
But for thyself

Run

In a gallop
Thousand dried leaves
Rolling over

Flutter

Swept by the wind
Thousand stars flutter
Christmas is near

Quest

No candle lights
Unless catches fire
Search for that fire

Light

Too few lights
Attempt to shine
If they’ve tried

Perfection

Some things aren’t born
To reach perfection
Are still perfect

Blindness

Walking blind
Into own light
Gods’ batter

Suffering

What it hurts
Is the idea
Of emptiness

Estrangement

One feels other’s heart
Pulsing away from his own
Still hearing echoes

Windows

Sometimes freedom
Is to have windows
To look beyond

Rattle

Parrots rattling
Cologne’s chequered hue
In cloudy days

Blankness

Benumbed by days
Of clay-cold stillness
Absent chuckles

Flight

A blue barn swallow
Cuts the sky into two halves
Which is up which down

Gloss

From outside the pond
Mirrors life’s complexities
From inside movement

Thaw

Dripping icicles
Winter’s fearful clutches
Melt with the sunrise

Screeches

Frost icicles
Screech in the moonlight
Old snowman

Frost

From autumn’s leaves
To winter’s blossoms
Frost’s kingdom sprawls

Roars

Anfield’s roars
Wake up players
From the graves

Blossoms

Blossoms one finds
In old books hidden
Seldom alive

Spring

A blossom can melt
The thick ice of a lifetime
One calls it springtime

Thieves

Every given day
Stealing a bit of the sky
For own survival

Trespassing

Open curtains
Let morning’s rays pass
Uninvited

Fencing

When the sword rests
The pen finds meanings
In mind’s fencing

Dive

Learn swimming
In the deep waters
Of your heart

Winterly

Cold orange sky
Forth my humble pen
Dreams of summer

Plunder

Tentacles spread
Over the city
Smokey monsters

Craft

Chopping wood
Makes one no chopper
Nor truth bearer

Blossoms

Don’t judge the blossoms
For their untimely falling
Who knows his measure

Joy

What’s more joyful
Than the first snowflakes
The first snowman