Tuesday, 13 September 2011

no 13

black,
sister and brother,
their stares without
any judgement,
already friends
no formality
necessary

Monday, 12 September 2011

no 12

deep black, the forest at night,
and when you roll over
I am blinded by a sweep of white light
over your belly

Sunday, 11 September 2011

no 11

from this window;
nothing but
green
cultivated, tamed
nature

Saturday, 10 September 2011

Friday, 9 September 2011

black dog, no 9

a paw on
my shoulder,
we lay together,
on rain wet grass,
your breath a
perpetual song

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Monday, 5 September 2011

Sunday, 4 September 2011

no 4

a pinprick
of a man,
buffing up
the silvery hat
of a sail-less
windmill

Saturday, 3 September 2011

Friday, 2 September 2011

Thursday, 1 September 2011

lifes taken over

Somehow life has taken over my daily rhythm of writing. I am trying to play catch up and spend this month open to all that's around me, hope to hear your experiences as well Annie x

tranformation, no 1

Sound of metal ringing in the distance
for a moment it is tranformed into wind