Design

The rules one lives by
The geometry of things
Out of proportion

Moonshine

There’s no problem
A moonshine can’t solve
After one glass

Tipsy

Drunk from ideas
Of not getting drunk
Dreamer’s potation

Seeds

The man under tree
Got himself a name
From another tree

Meditation

An old master
Under a stop shield
A tree’s remains

Arch

Turned to the sunrise
To admire the sunset
An arch over time

Tendency

Born to repeat
The wrongs of the past
Spring’s almost gone

Scent

Air-sniffing
The summerlike scent
Freshly cut grass

Tenderness

A swordsman
Caressing his sword
As old friends

Play

I caught God’s hands
Playing with the sand
Clapping waves

Fade

Moments pass by
The blessings of life
Fade in counting

Distance

Between two wrongs
One looks for the truth
Or its shadow

Lost

Roads lost
In city’s lights
Such darkness

Smoke

Long time life was
A fire burning slow
Now it's all smoke

Flurries

The ways of the wind
Unknown till the rage settled
In its feisty claws

Choppiness

Puddles awaking
As the shoes walk by
Morning warm ripples

Origami

Folding the days
Over a lifetime
Broken dovetails

Anglers

Fishing for gods
To ease the hunger
Of faith

Waves

Each big wave
Brings an abyss
Of unknown

Sailing

Islands of despair
Drifting toward each other
Carried away winds

Icebergs

Walking icebergs
Loving more than shown
Less than we can

Belonging

Lead me astray
Where do I belong
Into your heart

Mirroring

Cloudy skies
Change lake’s mirroring
But not the trees

Clocks

An old clock
Waits to get broken
Tick tack tack

Passengers

With each passing star
We are closer to the skies
Light comes - fades away

Gifts

By giving
You’re helping your self
So am I

Insanity

Trapped in cages
Watching birds’ tweeting
Dysfunctional

Lightness

Stars swallowed
By the city lights
Hungover

Halves

Half sunrise
Against half moon
Full morning

Moonlight

Too small to lift
Upon her shoulders
The weight of love

Fall

Falling short
On some ideas
Of surviving

Concealment

Hidden between leaves
Beauty finds the suffering
On verge of winter

Walks

One seldom gets lost
By walking on others’ path
One seldom gets found

Blossoms

Thoughts blossom
In the spring of life
Bare tomorrows