Sunday, October 30, 2005

glow-worm passing by
I was just about to say: "look!"..
but I was lonely..
the house of my friend
hanging on the entrance door
padlock of autumn.
naked trees
bending under rain and wind
hours seem so wet...
blue-violet traces
deep wounds cut in flash of sky
flights toward south-east.
silent blackberry
are looking underneath leaves
the death of autumn...
the land and the sky
getting hair in tangle
- a yellow leaves storm.
late hour of night
loneliness surrounds me
like a cockle's shell.
tall and thin reed swords
a wild and empty circle
for the swamp's mornings.
above frozen land
just enamen of hoarfrost
in the air - ringing of bells.