Seasons’ Communion…
Grass still green, Cracking autumn leaves, Icy stars sprinkled Everywhere. Seasons intertwined Dancing for a day or two… Mother Nature in all her glory, Just for you.
Category: Thoughts
Looking back… Day 5.
Tonight’s post will be a short one. We’re (still) running on low staff at work, and that means a lot of overtime. It would be fine if we hadn’t inherited new tasks recently, with little (almost no) training to perform them correctly. It is stressful, and tiring, and it is in parts why I…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 5.
Looking back… Day 3.
This time of year rhymes with generosity. You are probably getting ready to spoil your loved ones, and that’s always great. But generosity is even greater when you give to people who aren’t part of your everyday life circle. I consider myself to be a giving person. I don’t like writing this, because it…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 3.
Black & White…
My vintage life, Painted black & white… A thousand shades From me to you. As I put the pen down Words come alive, Knitting dreams of themselves A safe haven for two. Do you feel my trembling fingers, As I slip the key around your neck? Bathing in warm memories, I washed away frantically…… Continue reading Black & White…
Looking back… Day 2.
This is what Danes call a Kalendarlys, or ”Light calendar”. Many Danish families have lit theirs for the first time yesterday night, just like me. The idea is to enjoy the very hyggeligt light of your candle a little each day bringing you one step closer to Christmas. With the days being at their shortest this time…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 2.
Looking back… Day 1.
Luckless Haïku…
Soft eyed promises, I no longer believe In mere good fortune!
Just thinking…
I admire people who are disciplined. I wish I had what it takes to get back from a long day of work, pack my bag and go training for an hour or two. But when I get a little free time, I usually prefer to snuggle on the couch with a blanket and my…… Continue reading Just thinking…
Forlorn porcelain…
Daisy bloom, Pretty one, Kiss on your cheek From the evening’s gloom. Porcelain skin, Soft carnation, you sound Like a boy’s dream Come true. Still the smell of Sorrow runs in your thin hair. What is it, in your eyes? Doleful doll, melancholic darling, Your silent pout Is deafening… Via today’S Word of…… Continue reading Forlorn porcelain…
My worst enemy…
Warning – This is just another piece of my ”Second Floor Window” story. I don’t want anyone to worry. This does not reflect any real feelings… I’m not scared of anyone. I’m not trying to be cocky when I say that. I just know myself… And no fear can top that. I knew…… Continue reading My worst enemy…
Cyranny's Cove 