Showing posts with label Photographed creations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Photographed creations. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 January 2015

Winter Story 2


Does the cold sometimes blur your mind?
Or maybe the warmth at home,  all the baking,
the fireplace leaking smoke out,
some cat fur floating around...
However, before all that you need to actually get there.
First you need to remember the way to your family
And buy a ticket for the dirty train ride.
Then you should assess how lonely you are for the holidays,
Especially in comparison to all the other people on the train
- It's a long ride.
At least outside it's colder.
But cleaner, definately.
And how cold is it at home?
How blurred will be the windows there?
I wish I could change it.
I hope they like my presents. And the cards.
And it won't be quiet.
It's not the windows actually.
There are ghosts outside.
They are playing in the puffy snow or fighting maybe.
Some of them are chasing after the train.
Some of them don't even notice it.
I don't know if they are happy fluffy ghosts or sad.
There's so much snow glued to them. 

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

Winter Stories 1

winter night
As it gets dark the colors sink gently into the ground.
Our minds are blurred, but the shadows sharp.
winter night
The sun beams are sent off by the icy stars and the glistening moon.
winter night
Sometimes our fingers shatter from the cold
- ringing red cubes dance on the frozen floor.
And the blacker the night,
the warmer your white breath.