Jumping Thoughts on the Shores of Como

You’re my port. You guide me through the seas of madness, help me take small steps, and overcome slippery challenges sprinkled with silver snowflakes and December sunshine.   Four generations, girl power. They help me bloom in winter, sip joy mixed with timeless stories, and taste dreams seasoned with pagan traditions. (Don’t go!)   Love…

El is Hot

It’s hot. My tears are slowly evaporating. And forming a salty pool of pleasurable guilt. Yet, your heavy sadness is about to throw my floating heart out of our window made of fragile (already broken) dreams. She’s three now, by the way. “Big” and gracious. Why can’t we be like her – happy, curious, and…

Londonish

Memories. Back. Londonish. Empty streets. Faceless strangers. Rushing tourists. Unknown bars. Dark venues. Labyrinths of streets. Same houses. Late trains. Dim hope. Lost ambitions. Funny nights. Early mornings. Weirdo views. Bears of love. Canvases of colours. Seeds of passion. Walking fish. No data. You and me. Making love. Drinking life. Writing destinies. Spying on foxes….

Learning about Life

I’m learning new (well-known) secrets every day. I’m trying to take small steps – like a crab walking sideways. Even though some might think I’m going backwards, I know I’m reaching my fuzzy goals. Yet, I’m trying to convince myself that moving all the time is not needed. Taking a break – to swim with…

Skies

The stars are melting in the freezing night. The owls are nowhere to be seen, replaced by rushing cars and beer cans. I’m not a star, though. I can’t shine. Yet, I’m warm… But shaking – my thoughts are keeping me awake, faster than the speed of light. Or is it the Moon? Or maybe…

7 Drops of 2,353 M Haiku

Free Solid Deep High Difficult Abundant Witty The drops of our love are like these seven lakes; A labyrinth of mysterious waters, a never-ending source of meandering power.