The photo above is exactly as it was taken, in the name of all that doesn’t need any changes. The gallery below has more of such creatures, some more surprising than others. But first, a poem of how it used to be three days ago … Continue reading Pic and a Word Challenge #167: Ruckus in the still of the morning
Get that moon off of my face. Written yesterday, on a day when How do you do? is the wrong question. Solstice Red rivers on the full moon. Texture: vicious viscous. War inside my body, Rorschach test in my pants. Man is fearful for a … Continue reading Pic and a Word Challenge #166: Texture – war
Step right in. Or better not. Hotstepper Steps taken steps missed steps landed step-sis steps wanted steps stopped steps welcome steps not. Step wisely step well look closely beware forget not: you’re hot heavy clumsy destructive mess. Written to hiphop-dub-old school beats that I’m testing. … Continue reading Pic and a Word Challenge #165: Hotstepper
While spying on the spies and evading landing spaces, here is Nietzsche’s take on heights with a little bonus from me. “Before my highest mountain I stand, and before my longest wandering: to that end I must first go down deeper than ever I descended: … Continue reading Pic and a Word #164: Sunk to new heights
If not made by hand, then surely hand operated and without a doubt hand taken. Nostalgia For all the hands little and big that ran out of time. For the fingers that pressed all the right buttons and wrapped around the loved ones when the … Continue reading Pic and a Word #163: Out of hand
This poem has my favourite band on the soundtrack and a promise of sun around the bend. This is Pearl Jam and their most Mediterranean sounding song from my favourite album of theirs, No Code. Below is my poem as a result of the week … Continue reading Pic and a Word #162: Around the bend
Live and let die, and then remember. Let’s go all poetic today. Do you know how you sometimes can’t tell exactly what a Latin proverb means? Is memento mori remember the dead or remember to die? In any case, I see it as the imperative … Continue reading Pic and a Word #161: Remember to die
Are these the End Times? Or has it only just begun? Be as it may, there is a storm coming. First the poem. Read the title as a companion to “grumble grumble”. Contemple contemple Con temple, con tempi, with times. I hear say that these … Continue reading Pic and a Word #160: Contemplate this
In words: a cheeky view of my current life. In images: a look back at how we stormed the Alps this August in search of the blue chapel. Rugged life My life is so rugged right now. These 30 degrees C are ruining my winter … Continue reading Pic and a Word #159: Rugged life
I’ve had the pleasure of taking part in the A and I Poetry Challenge which ran from March till now. This is its final chapter. I wish to thank Amanda and Ineke for all the prompts that made me poem even when it’s not April. Since … Continue reading Final A and I Poetry Challenge
El Pastel It’s as if the pinks and blues only get to play early in the morning or late in the day. Whoever came up with this gender segregation must be slightly upset every time the sun sets or rises and the colours display how … Continue reading Pic and a Word #157: El pastel
Yesterday I spent travelling by myself. No wonder I was thinking of you. Your kind of love Today I’m taking your daily train route, all 100 minutes of it. Just right for a good film. So I stare out. We go past the lake. Do … Continue reading Pic and a Word #156: Your kind of love
They say that nobody has walked the path from your direction and in your shoes yet. Make the most of it. First the thought that comes courtesy of Frank Reynolds who is a fictional character, while I am real and you ain’t seen nothing yet. 😉 … Continue reading Lens-Artists PC: Path to glory
Since Amanda desires it for the A and I Poetry Challenge, my first limerick it is. When was the last time you did something for the first time? There once was a field in Toscana that couldn’t decide what it’s gonna: rest, freeze or make … Continue reading Cypress field by seasons
Fire is back. First ten years throughout then five years without. Battling invisible guys or while looking them in the eyes. I thought the fire is gone but I see it’s only just begun. The game is tarok. It can be played in threes and … Continue reading Pic and a Word #152: Fire is back
This summer, for no particular reason, I found myself graveyard-hopping. It must be because cemeteries are full of poetic details. Or “little touches of humanity that you find”, according to Emma Cownie. Isn’t that the loveliest way to put it? Thank you! All these were … Continue reading Pic and a Word #151: Grave details
After two months in my Slovenia I have only two words: thank you. I know that this challenge is called Pic and a Word but as usually I’m exaggerating: many more words and pictures than one on how my gratitude feels and looks like. Words … Continue reading Pic and a Word #150: Gr-attitude
This month the A and I Poetry Challenge prompts us to write a heart poem. Since I’m waiting to be reunited with amore, this was not a hard task. Here is a look back at the two weeks we spent together in Slovenia before he … Continue reading I heart you
I had several internal giggles observing this summer’s advertising campaign of Slovenian second city. Took some guts to pitch it and win. So for this week’s Pic and a Word challenge I choose glimpses of it from two locations, with an explanation in a sort … Continue reading Pic and a Word #149: Epic Maribor
Just in time I remembered that I’ve got a poem to write for the A and I Poetry Challenge. Luckily I was in Trieste yesterday where poetry tops the daily news. The challenge tells us to “turn on the radio to any channel. Write a poem … Continue reading To Trieste
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