Inn i livet

nye portar vert opna i auga dine,

ein veg gjennom landskap

i mitt eige, skjelvande hjarte;

noko stengt som no faldar seg ut

det er noko som strøymer

i blodet, ein motstraum

der svarte tankar riv meg med

inn i tåka, inn i regnfulle dagar

dette er noko anna, ein impuls

via hand i hand, auge mot auge

steg i same retning:

inn i livet, inn i det som held

det er som to halve kart haldne saman;

vegen vert tydeleg berre her

kor hjarteslaga dine kan kjennast

som ei skjelving mot mi eiga hud

(weekend in b&w)

Change of direction

we crossed

the paths

to the hearts

of each other;

I saw your face

in the window,

glancing wide eyed

at the passing stream

like a photo

from my past

come to life

in future lights –

and I crossed

the street,

strolling right into

a lifelong kiss



(A week for writing, prompt 82)

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)

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)