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
Näytetään tekstit, joissa on tunniste Night. Näytä kaikki tekstit
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lauantai 22. huhtikuuta 2017

Nightless Summer


A canoe
glides to a bay silently
lake, dead calm
few clunks on beach
of rocks
sound withering only after
drifting on surface
shore to shore

I sit on a rock
little fire beside me
as a quilt, companion
we talk along, in silence

sun still shining
midnight, nightless night

The Starlight


When day is a mere leftover
of the night
and night grows in the shadows
to crush what was intended to
reconstruct in the light

when I raise my sight
at night
I do see holes in the quilt
of dark
lights screaming there
somewhere beyond
all is not after all
covered blank

somehow I should
build my way in
from here I tend to think
the lights seem too distant and
the holes so thin

perjantai 6. toukokuuta 2016

Night That Swallowed The Day

Eye patches
I put on to hold the light
I will remain here
I shut myself in
in bed molded here on
surrender as a relic
of life

powers beyond
will move even mountain
I cannot even only eyelids  of mine
close nor open

numbers of time run wild
till their goal
who and when
did close my shades
from the stare into dark

the envy for the day
and the ones who possess it
curse the night in which, I
fumble and scrabble
for a life
in my dark day
that swallowed the light
from nightless night


tiistai 2. helmikuuta 2016

Moon

Surpassing in beauty
water-drops glittering
in sunshine's rays on angel's face
innocence competed only by a littlest of a child
gentle as a morning mist

soft and charming
noble night of mine
caress me, then take
into you
absorb, forget

oh, Moon listen my heart's telling
whisper only as an answer to be
glowing beauty surrounded by night's
hollow dark
stiffening the one watching

tears not beautiful anymore
but true

go! hide were you go
away from morning sun's burning flames

never to disappear  all to gather
leave a nugget of your magic inside
me, into to my touch, into my kisses
into what I am

my sweet one whom I'll never understand in completion
I will and let me
vaporize in the haze of
your misty morning  maze