Smoke

Fountains of smoke
Gripping from within
A lake on fire

Moonlight

Same old verses
How lonely a moon
Caught in a frame

Grey

How sweet the dreams
Of cloudy mornings
Cold surrender 

Grey

A ship's grey sails
In oceans of hope
One's dreams afloat

Play

A clown's last scene
On an empty stage
All this silence

Blue

Islands of blue
Mirrors of sadness
Caught in a frame

Moonlight

The floating moon
Before dreamy clouds
A last gesture

Flurries

A clown's passing
Before a night's doors
The wind shudders

Moonlight

A moon's shadows
Upon minds asleep
Away greatness

Pieces

Pieces of bread
Scrambled on a plate
Morning crunches

Thoughts

Thoughts to a stop
Came to existence
A morning's dream

Nonsense

Night's tenderness
In a morning's cusps
A last embrace

Day's sensations
In evening's small talk
A last first kiss

Images

Crisp breaking thoughts
In eclectic dance
Life's joyfulness

All the sweetness
In a day's prayer
Beloved sadness

Mirroring

Tapping cold rain
In morning's stillness
Unbroken noise

Street's mirroring
Upon sky's pavement
Endless silence

Noise

A morning's noise
Upon mind's silence
One more day

All the silence
Of a long day's worth
A last breath

Scream

A scream of hope
In life's silent walk
A step's echoes

Dreams

A prophet's dream
To bare the silence
A last morning

Moonlight

A night's darkness
Lighten by the fire
All that silence

Blue

Quite of a blue
Covering the sky
Lightful morning 

Brush

Brushing the air
Like in a painting
Colorful night