Charms that dangle

sun stars and moon

and many more


donned around – spangle

A perfect fit, how I’ll swoon

my personal ore


invisible from your angle

but hangs already my boon

Ah! Only I can see my lore


It shall one day dangle

sooner or later like a tune

but the wait you make, is bore –

Attic (July 5, 2017)

by the river
through the mountain
in the attic
We have been

within cellular level
through entire existence
in satanic abyss
We have been

filled it in
on several occasions
with zero atoms
We have been

Giving titles is a challenging job for me; however, I would love to call it Attic as its a funny word, only one would understand ……

June 12 …. June 27

IMG_2010Wheel that rolls on two –

rolls the two rolling Stones

Juxtaposed by cosmos,

take into a flight

by the river bank,


where hangs the charm in the blue

As you groan, it shines deep in the bones

Juxtaposed by cosmos,

the stones levitate at night

with the yank of the wheels, the stones spank


Suddenly, blew storm without a clue,

dropping to the ground, it bemoans

Juxtaposed by the cosmos,

the spark burns bright

Sworn but separated to walk the plank