Last February - February 28

Last February
He left her
In an old house
With old memories.

His smell is everywhere
Even in her body,
The bed cover's not been replaced for months
And his shirt lies on top
Like he just put it down.

Last February
He left her
In an old house
With old memories.

The photo album is always open
And the radio is on the program that he used to hear every morning;
A wine glass full of dust
Like it was there last night,
Like everything just happened.

February 1930,
He left her
And never returned
And she...
She followed him and left
On a great solitary journey
to The unknown.

2 Min - February 27

I write
A full Page,
And then delete
Like I would a memory.

I write
A full Page,
Then delete again.

Like words
They come and go
As I cross
Into emories.

Between words
There is a thought
There is a place
There is a passion
There is a hope
And then a new page
Into memories

Nutshell - February 26

As a passionate rhythm
I wonder about him,
Want to know more
Want to be more
In his world.

Now,
He plays music
That will Shake my thoughts
In this wondering.

Then,
Now,
For a bit it ....
It will be quiet
Deep eyes will talk,
Until the next time.


For now, i am waiting.....

Rusting - February 25

Rusting,

Me or you?

Or maybe both.



Changing colors after the rain,

Smelling the scent of iron,

Changing shape,

Crumbling and drying.



Rusting,

Maybe I?

Maybe you?

Finding colours anew.


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Photo By Beautiful - Nofar Ben-Elkana

Mid-battle - February 24

Suddenly I realize,

He sees my weaknesses

He sees my sadness

He sees the passion within.

It took me years to build the walls around myself,

Like a soldier wearing strong armour

No one can penetrate.

Suddenly I realize,

With one look he has smashed the walls

And broken in to my heart.

Suddenly I realize,

It's not scary at all

Being naked

In mid-battle.

Without You - February 23

The songs I wrote for you
Thrown into a deep drawer
And the drawer is closed forever.

I have new songs
Full of inspiration
From My Life
Without you.

I'm in love
In My Life.

He had a dream - February 22

He had a dream

That she’d be a part of.

He covered her

With beautiful words,

Sold her lies,

Sold her dreams.

He had a dream

To be with her forever,

Pulling her to him

And capturing her heart

In a series of illusions.

He had a dream

But the dream turned to lies,

Then the lies became fractures

Impossible to connect.

He had a dream

That she would be with him,

But now she knows

She will never be his.

NO INSPIRATION. - February 21

I don’t have inspiration,

It is very complicated

There is a lot of confusion

In all this manipulation.

Can someone find my idealization?

In all this multiplication.

This is not a poetic sensation,

It’s my private little realization.

Save Him - February 20

I can't save him
From his frustration
I can't save him
From his sadness
I can't save him
From his deep black hole
I can't save him
From his thoughts
I can't save him
From his mess
I can't save him
From himself.



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Dedicated to my dear Y.

Short Moment - February 19

Standing in front of the big windows,
I can see the sea
And some shadows of people
I took a deep breath
And I thought
How good it is going to be.

It is winter now,
And big waves sweeping my eyes.
Like you do,
It is time for changing
Time for Love.

EMPTY CHAIRS (PART 2) - February 18

Maybe it's time to look around.

Maybe it's time to have empty chairs next to you.

Maybe chairs that filled with emptiness,

Do not touch my heart anymore.

And maybe i need to fill this chairs

And maybe this chair has been broken and are too old to sit on.

And maybe I just say loud what I think.

And maybe you will not understand what I feel.

But then again you might well.

And maybe i just don't care.

Better than you - February 17

You should be stronger than me,
You're going after me like a drunk,
Clean yourself
From the night before.
What did you forgot to tell me
That has not already been said?
The words drowned in a bottle of whiskey
And eyes, once full of passion, changed in weakness.
You should have known from the start
That I was better than you.

THROUGH HIS SMOKE - February 16

The smell of the cigarettes came from afar.

When I walked towards him, I could see

The cigarette in his mouth.


Sometimes it seems that he does not actually smoke

It just lies there,

In His mouth

Like a part of his face.


I was looking at him for hours.

Watching how the cigarette ends slowly, slowly,

And the ash fell to the floor of his studio.


I've known him for several years,

Always Looking with admiration

His kindness captured my heart

As has his art.


When the cigarette is over , he lights another cigarette

Then Looks and smiles....at me.



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On the Pic : Peter Seelig.

Her Moment - February 15 (Old Poem)

You look at him

Sleeping now,

From a distance you can hear him snoring.

You thought you could escape

To another room

But no, you are enjoying looking at him.



You are not sure how you feel

As you look at his form under the covers,

His hair, the only part of him you can see.



With your sharp eye

You try to look, both at him

And into your own heart

To understand

What he is doing in your life.


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My Drawing in the Photo.

Your - February 14

The Sunset
Of mine and yours,
Always there
And with it our moments.

Moments come,
And moments go,
But our sunset
Always There reminds me
Of your shining eyes
Your innocent smile
And your Wavy hair
That always made me swear.

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Painting By my dear friend Chris Billington

Kind of Day - February 13

On this kind of day
Everything looks gray
And loneliness overwhelms me.

On this kind of day
Voices from the past return
And sweep my thoughts
To there,
Again

On this kind of day
I'm missing the touch
I'm missing the hugs
I'm missing the love,
Just Missing…

On this kind of day
I am accepting it all again,
The bad and the good.
My passion is here
On this kind of day
Purring quietly
Until the roar begins.

New Moments - February 12

Goodbye past
Hello future,
And hello to you too
New smiles
New eyes
And the new me
Going new ways
New directions.
Hello new moment
And welcome new feeling,
Please stay a while,
It's nice here
I'm sure you'll agree.

Like A Bird - February 11

It's as if he is in another time

But always

Hovering over me,

Reading my mind

And feeling my feelings,

As if here

With me.

He comes and goes

But never stays,

He is like a bird

with a smile

Flying everywhere,

But his heart's

Always here,

In the beauty of the sunset.

Trust - February 10

It is a time to trust
In the process
That comes into your life.
It is a chance,
To be open
And draw all
Into a warm heart.
It is easy to say,
But it is the way.
It has chosen me
And in it, I believe.

Gypsy - February 9

Wandering
Like a gypsy
Treading through the years,
Searching
From place to place
Like the wind,
That blows
Across the sands
Where she travels
Looking,
For him
Like a hungry lioness.
She does not give up
In her searching
She believes.

Possibilities - February 8

Everything is possible
She thinks,
She wrote for years
About what can be..
And what was.
And what will be.

She wrote about,
years of passion
Years of Enthusiasm
Moments within moments,
Waiting for someone to fill her
As if she were an empty glass,
Waiting for another chance
For another beginning.

More Alive - February 7

In a red dress
At the bar today,
I felt alive.
With the music in the background
And the alcohol washing my throat,
I wanted more...
More life,
More love,
More than you can give.

Morsels of Intimacy - February 6

I miss the intimacy with you

Without borders

Genuine intimacy

Soft intimacy

Intimacy within the intimate

A sense of intimacy

A morsel of intimacy

An instant of intimacy.

The hug is long,

Too long across the distance between you and I.

Give me a kiss

For our Goodbye

Forever.

A Lover's Ballad - February 5

Let's get a car
And drive to places
Without thinking about tomorrow,
We will enjoy the moment
You and I,
You will Smile
And I will laugh,
The sun will shine
And the Jazz music in the background
Will excite our soul
And we will know...
The rhythm of Life.

I remember - February 4

I remember
When you looked into my eyes,
Deep inside
You could see
All my Secrets,
That had been wrapped up forever.

I remember
When I looked into your eyes,
I could discover
A new world
That i did not know before.

I remember,
when we looked into each other's eyes,
We could stay
There,
Forever.

All of Everything - February 3

I want all of everything
Does that seem unreasonable?
But it feels so right.
This is not a chase,
This a passion,
To try everything,
To wonder at everything,
To understand that I deserve
Everything i wish for.
To believe in dreams
That become a reality.

The dance floor of life - February 2

I moved my body
To the sound of the music,
With great desire
To take the next step
With you,
Without thinking
Without fears
To move across the dance floor of life.

Me and you
And the lights around us,
Taking a break
From all thoughts and distractions,
From all that's needed to be said.

Words - February 1

Word and another word,

Flying through the air,

Like a feather.

Word and another word,

Straight into the heart,

Like a knife.

Word and another word,

He ran out of words,

So he decided to remain silent.

Word and another word,

This poem of words,

Will disappear after the last word.