Well of Words

Word. Another. Joined between a feeling, a memory, a sense. Let it flow from within to sentences. Simple, sensible and truly something original. Written emotions on paper: a poem.

A Poem

Flashing by moment
a sense, feeling
that never comes
another
not to anyone
not to me
ever again

I grab to that glimpse
squeezing the sense
through feelings
eyes closed
forgotten in me
I hold back

and I let go
to paper

The Poet In Me

Nice to see you here!

This is where my feelings and thoughts many times end up. More than twenty years ago I scribbled my first poems as 14 year old boy that was dreaming about being published author and poet.

Well, as usual, the poems never were sent to publisher and learning process was considered too hard - might have been different if there would have been internet then.

So I wrote occasionally less and less until last year when I decided to start writing for real since I had extra time. Started a blog and build some confidence. Finding All Poetry poetry society really made difference; more fellow poets and for the first time critique. And chance to read lots of good poetry

Now I am serious on writing and aim to improve to the lengths to make it for real. I am going to be published since I have a poet inside me and I intend to unleash it
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lauantai 24. lokakuuta 2015

I Love You III

because of beauty
my eyes are to see
looking at you
beautiful so

as my lofty gigantic night
pining limpid moon
or hazy lake
morning mist
as boldly as raging sea
low-landed deserts dune dancing in the wind

as         as if              like
    and in comparison

that I can of wonders in the world without comparison
as broadly
          densely
in numbers to loose my count
to dream that I could allegories

I look at you
mute


You With Wings

My angel eyes
heavenly creature, angel of mine
lust for life dwells in your eyes
adorable unobtainable
that I am to my end
bound to pursue

smile of yours fades away doubt
of pain of life destructive to come

in your soul resides fairy-tale
of castles in the air
your heart thrives to people who
within it belong

in your vanes rushes
pinch of temper to collide

in your arms, fingers, wrists
gentle fragile nest
of an airy sigh

able to wing frozen butterflies
and birds to sing in understandable lines

sunnuntai 18. lokakuuta 2015

A Teardrop

Teardrop
crystal beauty 
on silk of a cheek
along running
to the embrace
of lips
alone indeed
without a father
even mother
tiny miracle
construct of life