Poems Writings

an evening swing

β€œIt is the evening that questions thus from within me.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra


spring evening

the sun sits low

almost kissing the horizon


its blinding glow

leaks into the sky

hides behind the swaying branches


music echoes

from beaks of excited birds


all is still

yet riding the gentle breeze


i swing

back and forth

on the child-size swing


no compass

with mountains standing

on my right


the ocean licking the shore

on my left


fragrance of

spring and birth of the night

glide into my heart


the golden rays

play hide and seek

with my blurry eyes


all is well

all is well


when your favourite time in the spring?



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  1. Spring blossom is so beautiful and birdsong in the mornings πŸ™‚

    1. Em says:

      yes, love nature <3

  2. Oh, how I miss those mountains.

    1. Em says:

      they are pretty amazing

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