strangled in the lines drawn
swallowing oceans of words
to be busting trough boxes
rising from gorges
levelling with common ground
walking past, resolve in my eyes

flowerwalk

sevenfold
a pink paperslip
one single word
to admit is to rip
let the wind
take the pieces
the wind was cold
but brought peace
silence
the still
frightening
and yet - pink
the colour of dawn
a new day
hope
pink pieces blooming
as spring flowers
all i need
is courage to walk
towards spring
nevermind the cold
nevermind the sadness
i have responsibility
i need to hold
my heart warm
carry it to spring
sevenfold
anemone
blue anemone