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Recreation

(APED prompt 20)

That holiday

it was that city

you know, maybe

which one

and we walked –

I think

or travelled by bus - ?

and then we went

back again

to the hotel

- you know, the hotel - ?

and ate – something

and then, next day

we went back and forth

and all over the streets

and I think we shopped –

something, somewhat

all the way you smiled,

those eyes of yours

sparkling like stars

glittering like the reflections

on the river (the river…  you know)

it was a happy holiday

and a happy city

because of your smile

and your eyes – those eyes

of yours

burning in every streets

covering everything else

it was the city

of you and you

only

(APED prompt 19)

Murar imellom

lenge var denne muren usynleg
for auga mine, dei var vende
ein annan veg, fortapte
i mitt eige landskap

men så begynte du å rope
og dei instendige ropa snodde seg
som virvlande vindar i tankane,
tvang meg til å snu meg, sjå

og eg såg rad på rad med steinar,
muren stod der, solid som få
og du på andre sida, og eg vart sint
på denne skiljelinja

men det kan kanskje vere vanskeleg
å tolke forskjellen, kjenne målet
for mine forbitra utrop, kvart brennande ord
la ein ny stein til muren

og snart vaks den seg høgare enn oss begge
og du miste meg av syne
og eg miste deg av syne
men eg høyrde deg gråte –

og gråten vekte hjartet og hjartet
kledde seg i oska etter brannen
og fortvila prøvde eg å rive steinane ned
- dei låg for høgt for meg

så står eg her, så står du der
og stilla gjennom muren
er bygd på smuldrande håp;
kan du høyre min lengt gjennom stein – ?

One in a million

back when we met

our hearts did  falter

but then we chose

before the altar

to live and die

inside this us

now every day

we choose this thus

(APED prompt 16, Our world tuesday)

Fire

(APED prompt 15, Haiku horizons)

Something new

1

there’s a new life awaiting

my decision to trust

the ability to be

recreated 

2

there’s an old voice slumbering

under the glassy surface,

waiting for my feet to stumble

there’s an old voice

with a frightful laughter

filling my ears when I fall

there’s a new voice, mildly encouraging

my faltering attempts

to stand solid

3

it will take years of trust

and a lifetime of hope

it will take all your guts

and demand all your strength

it will crave your heart

from its very core to its utter limits

and you will feel like sinking

and you will feel like flying

and you will be leaded

down unknown roads and distant waters

and all you are and all you have

and all you ever dreamed of

will be replaced

and it will be totally

worth it –



(Fototriss, APED prompt 14)