Dear friends,
I have this blog for a long time and I published so many posts here that I can hardly remember what I have written and where to find it. That’s why decided to open a new WordPress blog where I intend to publish new and rewrite the old things. I also plan to publish more in my mother language.
If you like what I do from time to time, please check it up and click on the Follow button. I’m absolutely sure that you would make me very happy. Thanks in advance and thank for everythig so far.
Barefoot in a cold sand expecting the answeres, but sky seems so empty tonight. Even the moonlinght, smudged over the silent sea and too worn out in poems, looks like some cheap costume jewelery . From the rocks, not too far, comes a whisper and the light of someone’s mobile phone. Faded colors of the past and the future. Reality and dreams, a watercolor of life. I try to recognize a place between here and there.
departing summer smeared on a window glass the last sunset
I should have stayed on the balcony a little longer. Yesterday was a pleasant night after the seven days of the real tropical heat that was hard to stand. But, I decided to go to bed instead and as it usually happens, after the second ‘breath in’ I fell asleep. Fortuntely, I typed a haiku on my cell phone before I drifted away. So much of the spiritual me…
My dreams are a cruel joke.
They taunt me. Even in my dreams, I’m an idiot who knows he’s about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can’t. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free.
It never works.
