#168 (walking tall)

walking tall

masked faces

strutting the street

dressed in rainbow flares


a path where you belong

if only for some hours

the masks become

your faces

for this walk

the crowd drowns

your fears

16th July 2017

#86 (the sky remained)

photo credit: Matthias Geh


fruitless endeavour

yet pierced by

pride’s sharp sting

he aimed

his spear

right at the sun

wiling the fireball

out of the skies

abundant pleasures

he shunned

to find

his mind’s sacred


burning beneath

a merciless leader

destroyer of planets

undesirable effects

as words spoke louder

than actions

the sky remained

so did the red giant

and another unsung hero


his chosen burden


*14th December 2016