- White balconies
- Pink jasmine
- Devil smile
- Bosomed breasts
- Moonlight
- Ylang ylang
- Grey
- Encountering a poem
- Muse
- Knock knock
- Smoking a cigarette
- If only
- Ylang ylang
- Holding hands
- Erection
- Bees
- In the forest
- A path to the moon
- Stillness
- Poetry is madness
- Heart fibrilation
- Fishnet
- God in you
- Thoughts
- Tried
- Pomegranate flowers
- Underneath water
- April
- Sunny days
- True to my soul
- Fame
And in the fog of stillness:
«Do you realize how we are all chasing something in here?»
Bees and their somnambulism,
Chasing flowers
Over and over
So many times.








This is the best thing of yours that I ever read.
You should be congratulated.
Congratulations dear.
Thank you a lot.😊
This is spectacular.
Jim is correct, BRAVA.
“Jim is correct” I like the sound of that. But really, I appreciate that and the fact that you see the wonder of this poem tells me a lot about you too. 🙂 💚
You’re too kind, my friend.
I also think you’re hysterical.
TY – too kind would imply harm of some kind, like killing you with it. I think you don’t mean that tho. I think you mean you like me. I like you as far as I can tell from here 😉
You mean out of my freakin’ mind hysterical or funny?
5th…I plead that
🙂
be well
😊 Thank you dear.
You’re welcome
You are welcomed at least that much. 🙏🏼
The bees chasing the flowers over and over again. We are chasing something, but what is it?
It is different for every individual.