wtorek, 19 września 2017


Look at my face!
Don't blink!
You can see now.




sobota, 16 września 2017




Content or contempt ?


czwartek, 14 września 2017


Tell me, darling,
Where is your ocean?
Do you have your personal wind?

Gently, gently, too many queastions.







Forest poetry.
Long distances and bushes.

Come on brother!











Look, look at me!
Creatures.
No names, no marks.
Small innocence.




środa, 13 września 2017


Neglected, oh my friend,

Water, water, where are You!




wtorek, 12 września 2017

Nature, 
Always a mystery to me.  
A thick wall between us,
I would never break through. 
I am only watching. 

Carefully everyday.