little fish called hope / I'm glad you are still dwelling / somewhere in my heart!

the darkest hour / is the one before the dawn / say the survivors

last streaks of summer / for a while, the year and I / are in the same age

the railway stations / look so hauntingly cosy / approaching midnight

clouds like cotton / nothing can happen today / dormant cryzalis

train-hopping weekend / moon swims behind our train / diving in clouds

the house of summer / stays empty, save for traces / of quick departure

autumn tries to hug / each and every single one / with the gusts of wind

rain is everywhere / summer disappears behind / its fluid curtains

wind pulls rain curtains / turning summer memories / into distant dreams

music in the air / for the autumn leaves to dance / just to say good-bye

in the heart of night / a cradle with tomorrow / rocks between the dreams

red and yellow leaves / rush to find the summer light / which can paint them green

everything passes / why can't you be consistent / and follow the suit?

my house is left / to sing alone in the rain / like forgotten drum

rain's shamaniac dance / washes out last traces / of spells left from spring

sad marks of aging / first will come disheveled hair / then disheveled thoughts

heavy grey airplane / trodding up like a donkey / yesterday's miracle

bright stitches of joy / on the endless grey canvas / tapestry of life

the trees in darkness / shivering under the rain / nowhere to go

take one card out / and watch how the Universe / starts falling apart

our Universe / is in essence nothing else / but dancing stardust

tiny drops of rain / on the wall next to my train / glitter in sunlight

silence everywhere / the Universe is sleeping / holding Time tightly

green and golden clouds / of the autumn foliage / smiling in the sun

the night fades away / but the trees still remember / the hugs of darkness

I dreamt that you've dreamt / of me having a stray dream / where you were dreaming

trams in Amsterdam / the golden caterpillars / in the humanhill

darkness here I am / biking through the silent fall / between now and then

golden gossamer / barely covers the branches / summer was fragile

darkness outside / distant murmur of the cars / even tyres are tired

sleepy in the train / white and yellow fireflies / glitter outside

the dust in sunlight / doesn't care of anything / to care is human

afterimages / are the most disappointing / when mirage has gone

storm has died away / starfish and crustaceans / laying everywhere

first day of winter / painting in black tree contours / messages for us

the day is bathing / in the palms of december / sunny and frosty

driving through the night / darkness hugging every light / be it dim or bright

when I close my eyes / nothing happens until I / open them again

I am worrying / about many things but / just one is needed

the heavens opened / heavy curtains of the rain / keep the world away

solitude puts souls / in a well with glassy walls / who comes, never goes

even if snowflakes / have dissolved into the mist / New Year is coming

I miss the winter / which paints the trees in silver / against the dark sky

trapped within languages / their prisoners forever? / I still hope we aren't

touch of butterfly / is sweeter than icy hugs / of eternity

thousands years ago / Sapho described her feelings / and lo, we still care

little birds are nibbling / crumbles of the morning silence / until it is gone

the bells are ringing / sun draws the clouds aside / like golden curtains

the hope keeps sending / siren calls until we yield / then it disappears

everybody talked / of business, debts and taxes / love got bored and left

the light on my bike / is scouting the realm / of crispy darkness

evenings are crossings / between the day and the night / for lives to take turns

the air is frozen / the sky is dark and moonless / the soul is silent

sun is patching all / what the dreams have worn and torn / with yellow stitches

nothing is certain / the dice don't even know / their own fate

snow turns into rain / sun begins chasing summer / the Universe smiles

in the quiet night / sunny spheres of our dreams / hum of the future

No need to hurry / everything what comes to us / shall arrive and pass

night skygazing / all is quiet for a while / only stars blazing

you can not survive / in the castle built from sand / when the tempest starts

longing for nothing / captive in the no man's land / the candle burns down

splashes of amber / in the shadows of fireplace / chasing each other

the time keeps scrunching / our countenances / deranged sculptor

there are miriads / of other Universes / where we did not part

a beautiful world / what else is expected from us / but to be-hold it

in a single flash / every light in the house / woke up and was gone

music of silence / only brain waves keep splashing / while time plays with pebbles

it is only us / and Universe around / nobody's watching

sometimes the world turns / into huge Christmas tree ball / sparklingly fragile

when hearts are frozen / they fall and crush painlessly / bleeding comes later

frozen cobweb threads / are catching careless white flies / on our terrace

last month of winter / covered in shredded blanket / blue sky shining through

the slow departures / of our friends are pleasing / that darkness outside

the slow network / of tree twigs and air currents / sends messages too

cold streets in dim lights / look like endless building sites / discarded it-mights

one more white morning / this winter tries very hard / not to lose its cool

charming night cities / communication flows / visualized

gray-colored morning / lets go of dark sparkling night / with one last embrace

not a single bell / which can still reverberate / with the chimes from past

the golden sparkles / are splashing in the channels / finally, it's spring

in the depths of sky / rumble of jets reverberates / cold ether music

the souls roam / in the digital foliage / swarms of fireflies

ants crossing the tar / sometimes seem so similar / to what we all are

the rain is dancing / the wind hugs everybody / we are not alone

equinox tonight / if you believe in wonders / come to the light side

oh, Monday, Monday / passing with skeleton key / old rattling cupboards

birds chit-chat sparkling / around the morning's shoulders / like a silver cloak

that door led nowhere / and it had shut by itself / still, such a pity

those were not the stars / only tiny snowflakes / melting in your hands

morning shakes its head / lucid streamlets of birds' songs / trickle down slowly

you just draw a breath / and the upwards part of life / has already passed

everybody is / an impersonated dream / not to tread upon

cherries in blossom / will be around longer / than any

new green foliage / is peering through the windows / it's spring after all

darkness and silence / I hope the stars are smiling / behind the clouds

the way of tango / slow dance of autumn leaves / falling on water

may be everyone / is staying here on the Earth / for a vacation

we weave webs of words / aspiring to keep the truth / from slipping through them

please do take your time / while we have it in handfuls / and not in snippets

the wings of evening / embraced the world already / next day is hatching

we are butterflies / trapped within the labyrinths / of cohesive dreams

wading through the life / knee-deep in swirling waters / of memories past

birds in a hurry / pass chasing restless summer / through the balmy nights

I am listening / to the well-known melodies / their skin is still warm

Swarms of red poppies / timid flocks of white daisies / summer sea of green

warm night is stirring / under its starry blanket / and breathing softly

the heart is a dam / just a tiny crack gives way / for the tears to come

this world is a ring / wear it on your spirit / take good care of it

on sultry midnight / fir-trees try to remember / the name of the snow

my home is sailing / across the starry river / curtains full of wind

the breeze in night's chest / looking for a place to rest / good luck with your quest

wild wind in night's chest / looking for a place to rest / good luck with your quest

the green palms of trees / wave to the receding sun / 'see you tomorrow!'

silence around / I'm inside its crystal shell / not to be found

miriad raindrops / each tells its own story / how to hear them all?

mad silver moonrain / it might be pooring now / into your face too

the palms of summer / are getting colder quickly / birds will soon depart

a crying carpet / birds before departure / weaved by the morning

summer is smiling / then breaking into tears / then smiling again

schadows fell asleep / only the wind keeps looking / for a dance partner

little cicada / nobody would join you here / go back to your kind

the ocean sleeps / and thinks of reaching the stars / we are from that dream

the rain and the wind / night horses galloping by / shaking off cold sweat

we two have been tuned / to different frequencies / waste of transmission

bright morning colors / wipe away the fears of night / or so I believe

autumn is paying / in leprechaun currency / for summer's madness

yellow moon dragée / at the lips of autumn night / slowly melting

above the clouds / sun is dancing barefoot / rehearsing alone

winter is coming / miracles in her cold hands / some of them won't melt

the night is molding / golden clay of our dreams / in its rainy hands

the dogs run with care / the cars huddle under the bridge / the snow keeps falling

darkness and silence / only sleepless snowflakes / tap at my window

white-winged seagulls / hovering above the snow / might be feeling lost

birds staccato chimes / stretch like rows of bright stitches / across the torn world

walking around / the hall of twisted mirrors / looking for a door

the hopes are windows / to let us see the future / be careful with them

cold branches of trees / highways from earth to heaven / glitter in the sun

bright gems of car lights / sparks scattered all over / wet morning shoulders

the night is paying / with the wet serrated moon / for the parking time

chasing own dreams / like Achilles that tortoise / get real, catch them

darkness crosses streets / reckless wind tosses shadows / at the bicyclists

the wind is sparkling / with reflections of future / the spring is coming

we have just arrived / at the crossroads of sunlight / in the winterland

a blast from the past / is rarely known to last / the winners fail fast

pigeons are chanting / louder than church bells chime / powered by the spring

wings of butterfly / clapping of a flimsy hand / to wake itself up

among the old graves / above the ice-beaten grass / cherry in blossom

do not be afraid / to tread on frosted soul / at worst, you break in

do not play with words / at the doorstep of my mind / say 'friend' and enter

in the pine forest / wait till the cone hits your head / and you're enlightened

a dark-haired reed / looks at its broken reflection / in smiling waters

a lonely reed / looks at its broken reflection / in smiling waters

absolute silence / only a couple of young frogs / are learning to sing

hot fingers of sun / are stamping our faces / with logos of spring

on memory shores / piles of spotty little shells / keep on whispering

before the brainstorm / the swift thoughts are descending / just above the soul

walking by the shore / waves covering my footsteps / this, and nothing more

a life is a struggle / between two basic questions / why yes and why not

quiet, cold, sunny / behind the window panes / wind chases the spring

I wish we could make / a snapshot of Milky Way / from Andromeda

you cannot fall twice / into one and the same love / it's never the same

the whisper of stars / is gently cradling the Earth / until we all sleep

somber summer night / keeps tossing the veils of rain / off its trembling wings

it's shower time / even the necks of the trees / must be wet by now

morning spreads around / tiny crumbled of happiness / for the early birds

morning spreads around / tiny crumbles of happiness / for the early birds

silence in the train / only a single ringtone / dares to break it

the young summer is / about to tip over / the summit of light

The rain outside / is writing letters by hand / in transparent ink

the scattered clouds / look like heaps of white plumage / in the evening sky

the evening shadows / try to run away from us / on their slender legs

snow-white seagulls / are diving into blue sky / chasing airplanes

be like a river / go over hard stones and slime / but keep moving on

lonely human minds / dance around each other / like the wayward stars

silence around / darkness tries to spook away / every single sound

hidden in the leaves / birds are laughing quietly / nibbling lightest dreams

artists are like doors / where gazillions of worlds / batter with full force

summer weekly smiles / its cheeks are still in tears / from the rainy days

summer weakly smiles / its cheeks are still in tears / from the rainy days

a life is a maze / we make choices as we go / to find ourselves

life is just a dream / a swarm of dazzling moments / before waking up

pebbles of our grieves / might still be paving a way / to somebody's joy

overheated world / enjoy the warmth while it lasts / winter is coming

poor desperate rain / stop giving the world cold hugs / it's the warmth we need

fighting stubborn time / like a leaf a-dancing fights / stubborn gravity

a life is a candle / it flares up and fades down / on the table of Time

here, no homeless dogs / the people, however, are / different story

scratch some morning off / can you see anything else / behind swarms of birds?

summer gets to leave / the trees are changing in haste / for good-bye party

music in the air / uncertain which way to go / and nobody knows

crazy summer rain / tried to rule the earth and sky / and where is it now?

endless Universe / breathtakingly fragile / dwells in everyone

music always dwells / like wind behind the curtains / behind the sounds

following the dreams / we can either make them true / or at least wake up

indigo clouds / shivering dark foliage / summer was too brief

scratches on the heart / give a little bit of pain / when it's time to rain

night, a huge cannon / that sends us at dreamlike speed / to hit the next day

a heart set aflame / is making the soul melt / into hot tears

early autumn wind / rushes around dry leaves / and old memories

at subway stations / our memories sleep like bats / ready to descend

in the full silence / the night watches us follow / breadcrumbs of the dreams

near my window / dark green curtain of maple leaves / trembling in the wind

at the edge of night / stars nictate like fireflies / ready to depart

golden sunlight / intertwined with tranquility / of golden autumn

tables outside / lit by shivering candles / mirroring past rain

typical Dutch thing / not too cold and not too warm / the endless autumn

the song starts to shine / since it no longer mirrors / the living voice

in the Chinese room / butterfly keeps struggling with / half-open window

somewhere in China / butterfly keeps struggling with / half-open window

sea keeps whispering / the seashells keep listening / sun shines in silence

an empty house / is like a giant seashell / echoing the thoughts

chilling outside / unexpected warmth dissolved / into memories

darkness and silence / are dancing with each other / in between the stars

hurrying up / connecting the dots / as the ink dries

autumn learns to paint / decorating leaf by leaf / with yellow contour

shy morning sunlight / lurks behind the chilly mist / holding back its warmth

fallen foliage / painted golden by the sun / autumn leaves in style

when the day breaks in / we reassemble ourselves / from the sharded dreams

beautiful Argus / with plenty of shining eyes / night is watching us

leafless winter trees / naked souls shining through / transparent bodies

everyone is ghost / world is full of mystery / shine to not get lost

a butterfly flies / out of caterpillar ties / soul smiles, body cries

the morning darkness / strewn with rubies and diamonds / of the moving lights

future walks its ways / looks into the people's dreams / chooses who wakes up

fragrance of New Year / dreams hanging like crystal drops / behind the green needles

among the shadows / the truth is dancing in grey / guess where it is now

we're chasing the truth / like Achilles the tortoise / with the same results

nothing can be seen / beyond the carriage window / only pearls of rain

the trees are restless / no white blankets to warm them / during rainy nights

crossings of the fates / also have the traffic lights / hidden in the mist

stray musicians / the violins cry softly / ah, the memories

lights in the darkness / biking through the winter streets / flying through the stars

head in the clouds / cloak of wind on shoulders / the night passes by

the descending night / makes a ladder from moonlight / climb it if you might

suddenly you stay / in the rain of memories / and no umbrella

rainyish twilight / still crying for the winter / smiling to the spring

the wind is stirring / indolent leaves and branches / "wake up for the spring!"

the wind is trying / to tell the better stories / than the night silence

the uncertain spring / sketches absent-mindedly / with watercolors

buzy day departs / leaving pale morning behind / forever waiting

the morning music / wind mixes up birds and planes / humming sleepily

missing the rainbow / from the wings of butterfly / while it flickered by

a star is hiding / in the heart of each flower / waiting to be seen

closer than might seem / hope is waiting at the doors / when we let it in

a rosy petal / sticked to the wheel of my bike / it's spring after all

a rosy petal / stuck to the wheel of my bike / it's spring after all

spring has arrived / fragrant blossoms amplify / every flux of hope

sky rain-pinging Earth / but no umbrella would know / how to reply