Reflection

A fallen leaf
And a whole river
To contemplate

Supper

The wind ravages
Against an empty bowl
Blown away

Ghosting

Late nightfall
A tomcat shadows
An empty street

Past

Grandma remembers
Moments for long gone
Vivid as ever

Ghosts

Brought her to tears
A vivid phantasm
Of past future

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When mind obeys
The heart surrenders
Where will self go

Flight

The small butterfly
Coquetting with the flurries
Wide open windows

Arithmetic

If I could count
The seconds you missed
I’d add up love

L'Art de la Cuisine

Slipping through fingers
Life tastes sweet sour
Mixing together

Fall

On her bare skin
Infinities collide
Down to a zero

Heat

Caressing young leaves
Until they ignite in fires
Summer’s desires

Blossoms

So much red
Into your petals
Summer dreams

Paws

A kitten’s scream
Scrabbles through night
Same old tomcat

Heatstroke

Oh heart of mine
Don’t let me broken
In heated dreams

Strings

Proud to master
The holy scriptures
Good puppeteers

Lightness

Where there’s moonlight
There’s a sun shining
Upon man’s soul

Flow

Speeding bicycles
From unknowns into unknowns
Merging disappear

Nightlights

Hundred fireflies
Over the river
The town’s asleep

Grasps

Watching the dawns
With the eyes closed
Splash of a word

Rest

Ground touching sword
Kneeling before dawns
Surrendering

Convergence

Small moments
Converge to something
Uncommon

Tidal

Imperfect
This world pushes back
As pulls you in

Freedom

A bird set free
Might not return back
To its freedom

Treasure

Uniting minds
Of souls akin
In words’ sweet spin

Drowning

A young-eyed woman
Drowning in the swimming pool
In all those money

Wit

A smart ass’ wisdom
Meant to raise another wave
Of deep solitude

Candles

Door to old temple
Always open for strangers
To light a candle

Tessellations

Life flows distant
From each other’s hearts
Emerged islands

Potential

Life is measured by
How much love we put in things
And how much remains

Beauty

A dark-black wild horse
Came back all of a sudden
As it run away

Lost

So many ways
To get lost in dark
Afar from you

Moonlight

Rolling moon
Between oak branches
Falling down

Habitude

Sitting each day
Under same old tree
Getting younger

Touch

The heavens touch
The beauty in us
Unspeakable

Leap

Seconds lapsing
In patterns of stars
Runaway moon

Flight

How many moons
Will witness your flight
Shadowing clouds

Geometry

On spiraled wedge
Speeding through present
Tangent hopes

Bowing

Bowing to the moon
All sorrow remains behind
On the way between

Whispers

Traversing the night
In early whispers of birds
Love summerly thrills

Flows

Moving in steps
Against the river
Swimming thoughts

Pottery

From two chunks of clay
The center of two beings
Melting into love

Dawns

Smoke on waters
Raising with the dawns
Coal-burning night

Play

Flocks of swallows
Diving between trees
Hide-and-seek

Joy

Today the moon
Yesterday the sun
Morning delights

Flurries

Warmed by her smile
Of a chilly night
Swindling flurries

Snapshot

An oak’s branches
Caught by the moonlight
Into a frame

Emptiness

Last romantic
Threw a rose bouquet
Dehumanized

Division

Make words count
Till last decimal
Simplify

Spring

A butterfly
Sprung from its cocoon
Filling the blanks

Flight

Catching the wind
Into one’s wings
One calls it flight

Contrast

Happiness
So tender your soul
When I lost you

Happiness
So ice-cold your heart
When I found you

Aftermath

A crowd’s madness
Fed by witty lies
Tall tsunami

Ripples

I was stillness
Becoming a sea
Hit by a stone

Throw

Throwing a stone
Into the river
Life coming back

Clepsydra

Grains of sand
Swept by the wind
Times flowing

Touch

How much a candle
Should burn to light another
Light shivering flame

Déjà vu

Shooting again
At the waving moon
Same falling star

Breeze

A heart’s wisdom
Can blow a mind’s flame
Afar clouds

Emptiness

Skimming through pages
Of an empty book
So much unwritten

Connectedness

Meeting each other
Somewhere in middle
Into wall of death

Heritage

Woodstock's children
Still follow the way
Pure music

Flow

Innocence
Jumping in life's flow
Circle pit

Joy

Beer drops falling
From the cloudy sky
Music feels space

Identity

Some call me a storm
Others call me a raindrop
I choose to be me

Free

Hands reaching the sky
People looking for freedom
Of own expression

Surfing

A small bird
Surfing the crowd
Rock am Ring

Change

Dreams in singleton
In a life too monotone
A colorful tone