The birth of a poem...

The essence of very tiny detail, like a carefully placed comma, or an invisible sigh of admiration, distilled into dewdrops sliding over the long green leaves that protect tulips from overexposure, redeeming the beautiful bold color and adding a dimension of its own.

Then letting it go into thin air, like a weightless particle,arriving in far-away places, like a carefully thought-out idea, a blissful singular event, a flash of infinitesimal brightness, arriving at noon, completely negating shadows and at the same time completely absolving them.

The reign of calm arrived with these words and it is here to stay...

Monday, September 11, 2017

Blue Serenity Lounge

It's my pleasure to announce the launch of a new blog
 Blue Serenity Lounge

Come follow the lounging experience on the road to well-being and life improvement.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

The Labyrinth of Desire

Build me a palace
Let me wander barefoot
Through the corridors of ornaments
And ancient splendor.
Tiled floors, marble columns
Fountains and gardens
Of pure delight.
Let me be your princess.
Let us shut the world out.
Where no monsters can find us.
Where angry shadows cannot reach.
Behind the walls of the palace
Where silence sets the tone
For the most beautiful melodies
Waiting for the right moment to be released
From ancient instruments into eternity.
No one can see.
No one can take part.
It’s a secret.
It’s our secret.

Our sweet little mystery.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Beyond the Stars

There's a place beyond the stars
Where dreams pause to take their breath
Before they return as the night throws its veil
And the dream ships set sail
And all the starry desires sparkle up
A quiet fire..

There's time beyond the stars
Immeasurable, unstoppable, irreversible
And all clocks are just pebbles snatched from rocks
Of the hard essence of time. Between dream and wake
Before the whole world becomes just a grain of sand
Something else, somewhere else, in another dimension of time.
A quiet moment.

And that's where words fade.
That's the end of all meanings and beginnings of the new
Dreams reloaded, stars keeping it true..
And before you go to sleep..
Please take a moment to think...
And keep that fire burning
Until the quiet moment beyond the stars comes

Until I return.

Friday, January 13, 2017


Soft light seeping through the dark blue sieve
The illusion of a starry sky above.
Sweet honey dripping on your lips
A forgotten kiss, wistful craving for love.
Stay within the role, recite the well-known lines
Go through the motions of everything being fine.
Step out of the stage, into unscripted territory of raw fear
"Here be dragons" on the edge, no spotlight, the end is near.
Unraveling the mask at the first break of dawn
The reproach of the new day, skin battered and torn.
The soul's battle's lost. Bruises you cannot excuse.
Distant sirens keep you awake.
Help you cannot refuse.
The snow covers all signs of commotion.
The illusion of order is restored.
Curtain call. Applause.
The hungry masses will be back for more.
Some other actor will play out the great
Anguish of the long lost kiss
The indigo canvas will simulate the sky
Some onlookers will wonder why
There isn't any more comedy or bliss.
The critics will write their reviews
Truth and beauty chasing blips
On the monitor of vital signs
Right up to the flat line.
What else is new?