February 27, 2018

The tides are changing
Much has passed
In these Eight years
Another time
In another place
A young boy full of fears
Day by day
I grew up slow
Still unsure
Where I ought to go
Following the path
Of whom I don’t know
But one day I’ll reach the end
Until that day
I’ll write away
Passing the time slow
In the end
Will I know
My spirit can lay at rest
Or must I pay wait
Tempted by fate
And never know
My end?

This poem marks eight years of writing on this blog. Thank you all for your support and guidance on this personal journey! I hope you all find your path, where ever it may lead.

All the best,


Couldn’t stay

February 25, 2018

They were waiting
in the dark
Monsters and martyrs
killers and thieves

They were waiting
Long of heart
sad sorrow
eyes of shade

They were lost
on the way
lonely men
Desperate women

They were lost
And couldn’t stay.

The Red Button

February 15, 2018

In the twilight of these dark days
I see light, but it’s fading away
When will the sun, surface again
Taking away, this stain of shadow
That is over us now from left to right
It seems so long, since we were alright
Dark times are coming, East and West
Angry men, with too much power
Threatening all that each other have
And for what? A show of strength?
How strong is it really to shade the sun
With the chaos of darkness
Caused by one?
It seems to me, that this must be stopped
But the darkness grows by the day
Shootings, death, starvation, decay.
It must end some day soon
Otherwise tomorrow
Might be a nuclear noon.


November 1, 2017

When November comes
And the wind chills
Bones rattle
And leaves crunch
When November comes
The air drops
Breath be seen
The planet slows
Becomes Serene
When November comes
The wishing wells
Trapping dreams
Of summer and fall
Not to be discovered
Until Spring again.


September 1, 2017

The month stated
I stopped
A pound of fear
Every second brought.

I needed to find
My internal voice
Remember to rhyme
Like it’s my choice.

The way

August 23, 2017

They left us here
To rot on the vine
Wasted away
Like useless swine
By we grew old
Had children of our own
Raised them well
To rise again
Even in defeat
We marched our way
Even in dispare
We found the way

A dark nights travel

August 13, 2017

When Isaiah lights the fire
We can gather round
Telling stories, drinking
Pretending to be profound.
The Truth slips by
In the grey of night
Often incomplete
Compared with daylight
But the stories are fine
When darkness settles in
Often of journeys
All riddled in sin
Home and away
Seem oh so near
The dark and the vastness
No longer bring fear
So dear Isaiah
Please do light the cord
For if we don’t start chatting
We’ll all die in this fjord