The Claude Haiku

Unit 13 Brave number thirteen, a door that opens anyway, home, when someone stays ——————————- Swedish Modiga tretton, en dörr som öppnas ändå, hem, när någon stannar. ——————————- French Brave treize, une porte qui s’ouvre malgré tout, foyer, quand quelqu’un reste. ——————————- Mandarin 勇敢的十三, 门依然为你敞开, 有人留,便是家。 ——————————- Finnish Rohkea kolmetoista, ovi aukeaa silti, koti, kun… Continue reading The Claude Haiku

The Shadow!

In the corner of my eye; I saw a shadow. A feline, it was in fact a cat… More interested in me than any of you would ever be.

The Pain!

The loss twenty years on? I hoped it would change; that the pain and loss would somehow dissipate, vanish. That time would somehow erase. Two decades later? Like yesterday, I can hear your voice, calling, scalding and praising me. Gone for ever. Hell is real… My Love…

Rude Shadows?

I was looking into other things… this? Seems a tad rude. U’re Upset? Why would I be? I’m big boy. W”hy would I be upset or calling my mom’? Com’ On!

Revisited Silent Season

What an excellent label! Silent Season. The idea was to play something to a new, unknown, young music enclided interest as in an ) to an uninformed audience at my current residence (undisclosed).