Kajsa sjunger om kärleken Det är den vi ser när de bygger några meter till på murarna mot det mörka hotet. Den vi hör när de långsamt tynar bort Med utsträckta armar På robotjakt Kajsa sjunger om friheten Den vi känner mellan nattens utmattning och…

Love is true when I Hear my name spoken aloud And I’ve returned home.

Three days running This thermostat has reported Its maximum temperature. And though the skylights admit A pearly grey luminescence Hinting at rainclouds, I can feel the humid breath of summer Rising outside the circle of the fan In vaporous rings, A giantess smoking.

The Piano At The Station By The Beach I looked one day And there it was. A colourful, striped piano. A Punch and Judy themed instrument, Clear centre of the station. I laughed, and looked again. The piano was standing still, A red and yellow…

Beauty is sumptuous riders of uncertainty Truth is no certainty, you under the lantern of reality War is not irrefutable, givers of reason You wonder why be reasonable, in oceans of treason? Fights are necessary, dreamers of amnesty Yet blessed with reason peaceful, do not…

These games, They strain my brain. Deciphering same Will drive me insane. Who shall I blame For all this pain?   Or should I refrain From naming a name? It’s too much strain, To play that game.

It’s no surprise to me No one knows you as I do Hearing, listening You narrate what you do Can almost see you cross your arms Defiance in your eyes Giving back the grief to those, So much to their surprise It has me… Slipping…

They were phantom books the ones lost when screens became the way we called our information to mind   The books that fell through that unknowable space between space where names in drawers once told us stories   Now, the click clack tap of keys…

The Green Canoe by Ingrid Exner- Half Marathon Poem I took this in Tobermorey 2013   It greets me at the water’s edge Where pebbles meet the shore “Come closer friend,” it beckons me “And I shall tell you more.”   Of sparkling waters deep…

Its so great to see the beautiful Beaches Lay in the sun Feel the gentle breeze blowing Enjoy the sand and sea Just to know we have it all Is a wonderful blessing to me.