At Starbucks

At Starbucks I met an elderly couple
from New York
They started to talk to me,
Named me the flower girl
And said
they had seen me walking in town
With the flower in my hair
already before

That flower somehow connected
We were no strangers any longer
We talked about life and love
And shared our deeper life stories

And with a caffè latte in my hand
I told them about the words I write
And how I perceive the world
in stories and in poetry
Wherever I go,
I always have
the flower and my words with me

They asked:
‘Will you write about us now too?’
I smiled
And said: ‘Who knows’


This Man In Front Of Me

(A poem about domestic violence, written in August 2017)

There is this man in front of me
It might be just a ghost
I’m supposed to know him
Though I don’t know
where he comes from

This man here in front of me
Dirt runs out of his mouth
He spits with no regrets
I have to get out of here
Though I haven’t seen Mary yet

There is this giant here in front of me
He goes up and grows
The sky is filled with him
No sunlight here below
I have to get out of here
Though there is no way to go

This slaughterer here above me
that lifts up his knife
Eyes that shoot the fire
It then hits down and down
Zeus who thunders on high

This floor here underneath me
On which I fall apart
Glass gets broken
Pieces of me all over the floor
Red drops, sharp edges

This red cold floor here to lie on
And those pieces of glass
here right under my eyes
I just wonder
Why they still reflect the light


The Queen Of The Birds

Look at the peacock
She is the queen of the birds
Elegantly she dances around

Sing her your songs
Court her kingly
Give her the crown of your heart

And then proudly
she’ll show you her feathers
Her truest colours
and all her beauty
is and will be yours


A Space Of Love

I hold a space
of love for you
A space to fly
to shed your tears
to jump of joy
and to create

A space to fall
and then to rise

A space to hide
and turn your back
and shy away

A space to let
your inner child
come out and play
To heal the wounds
and leave
the old behind

A space to dance,
to roar, to laugh,
to shout and be afraid

A space to find me
by your side


Die Sprache Der Liebe

In jeder Sprache
könnte ich singen
über die Liebe
die dir gehört
In jeder Sprache
findet sie die Wörter
and schreibt sie
ihr eigenes Gedicht

Sie sehnt sich
in jeder Sprache
Sie zaubert durch die
Wörter hin
Sie ist die Flamme
und das Licht
Sie ist das Lied
und die, die singt



All these earthquakes
that have shaken
that have taken
away a steady ground
On edge I am
An abyss yawns

But I come to the edge
and dance
Dance all night till dawn
And I let the earth be shaken
Let the heavens trembling
Make the ripples in the waters
As I dance
I chase away the shakes

And even if I fall
I dance
And all the stars
will shoot along
My feet have got the rhythm
And from the edge
I’ll find my higher ground


Take Your Wings

So take your wings
and we’ll fly away
Far from here
We’ll leave this story,
leave the pain
And seek a shelter
in our dreams

Take your wings, my love
It’s time
Come fly with me
Let’s breathe again
Beyond the words
Out of lines
of a story
too absurd

We’ll make new stories
Let me make up
new dreams
What you want, my love
What you wish
I could even make up
we have wings



I’m losing ground
and I’m falling
Keep on falling
Where are my angel wings
My fairy powders
Why is everything
so real
And my dreams
don’t take me in?

Where are my stories
with happy endings
Where are my poems
that let me fly

And I am falling
Keep on falling
Can you catch me, love
Make me a parachute
As my tears
do not have a hold
And my fears
seem to pull me down

Let me land safely
into new worlds
Where the rivers are flowing,
always flowing
And where no frontiers
can divide
Where fields are wide
and open
And a rose reminds me
of what is locked
deep down inside



Here I stand unclothed in front of you
All veils around my heart have been lifted
I cannot hide behind my words no more
Vulnerable I am, the way I was born

My only weapon is my nakedness
If you fire words of harshness
I will undress even more
to reveal a deeper layer of my heart
and how it beats of purest love

What do you see when you look into my mirror?
Is it your own nakedness that scares you?

Walls can be broken
Masks can be scattered
Though pure nakedness is unbreakable

In naked beauty lies my strength and truth


The Imperfect Rose

I saw a rose that had scars
of rough weather
of thunderstorms,
rain and cold
She had lost
some of her petals
And although
she had her shadows
and wore her thorns
She was the most
delicate flower
rooted in heaven
As she had found
her radiating beauty
within her
perfect imperfection


The Recalcitrant Poem

I want to rhyme in schemes
But my poem doesn’t let me to
I want to find the harmony within the A,B,A,B
But my poem wants the A,F,B,G

I want to find perfect words
But my poem likes pure expression,
raw words, flowing like a rough river
directly from the heart
I want a garden with borders
but my poem likes the wild flowers
and the uncut grass

I want to write an
composition in
But my poem does
whatever it wants

And now, at least,
I want to end it all in style
But my poem says:
Just do whatever you like



Heart petals shower upon her
Blessings fall down
Heaven’s gifts wash over her
Angels kiss her cheeks
and carry her sorrows away

She dances in the rain
Sings in the thunderstorm
A rose in her hair
Wild flowers at her feet
Her dress waves happily
around her

She goes with her rose
with style and with grace
Like she goes with her heart
Her eyes always focused
on the brightest star


A Worriless Balloon

Cloud will you rain on me
You’re way too heavy weighted
Your darkness hides my sun
Your depression
makes it hard to breathe

Cloud will you rain on me
Release my heavy heart
I held its waters for too long
A growing ball inside my chest
And now it’s hanging at my feet

Wind will you blow in me
And inflate my hanging heart
Let it go up again
Like a worriless balloon


Wind Of Change

Hear the whisper in the wind
that is blowing from the west
Bringing hopeful messages
of new beginnings

Its strong breath
stirs up the fires once more
Out of ashes rises the Phoenix

Since nothing is set
And all is always changing

The wind of the east
that once blew you far away from me
has changed direction
and will one day bring you back


Side By Side

You walk slowly
Or do I go too fast
My words move even
far ahead of me
as I run tirelessly
towards my dreams

I turn around
And my love,
you are behind
What are you waiting for?
Do you see
what’s on the horizon
radiating there for us?
Do you see
the golden sun
and the fields of infinity?

Or do you see
the birds along the path
the little stones
that crack
underneath your feet
and is it that
what makes you go
slowly but graciously?

Do I need to slow down
Or do you need to go faster?

Maybe the road I choose
will have some curves
and at the end we will arrive
at the same time?

To then find out
In heart
we have always walked
hand in hand and
side by side



Each word is a teardrop
I shed for you
Rivers of aching liquid
that flow from my eyes
into my pen and clot
on the paper

The page is a blank pool
that has absorbed
a still life of pain

Each teardrop
is a witness of
how you are present
in absence
Of how the love
flows out of my eyes


Wings Of Gratitude

I bow for the land and the sea underneath me
I bow for the sky spreading widely in front of me
I bow for the angels close above me
I bow for the harvest of the days behind me
For the seeds of tomorrow within me
For the lights of the souls around me
For your heart beating always along with me
For the love flowing strongly through me
For all that you are and all that I am
I bow



Here on the sand plain
My feet sink deep into the earth
My hands build our castle
Sand slips through my fingers
While the wind blows its own
And heart clouds float happily
above me in the sky
Believe, all the magic is real
and reality
is just a bad dream



A gloomy sea under a dreary sky
Salty tears and bitter thoughts
The horizon is a line to cross,
a misty spot in future
The boat leaves a trail
behind and disturbs the water

Don’t look back
Don’t look forward yet
Just feel how the wind
makes your hair dance
The moist on your skin
Him in your heart
Destination lies within
the now


The Day You Were Born

The day you were born
heaven came to earth
Flowers bloomed,
birds serenaded,
the sun shined
All celebrated
your unique expression of life
Angels blew their horn
and spread the word that
you had arrived
You, free spirit
that came flying from above,
held within the seeds
of so many songs yet to be sung
You were born to be love
and be loved
by me



You can lend my voice
to say the words
you are unable to say

The flowers in your heart wait
to burst into sounds

Let me speak your unspoken,
write your unwritten

Just dance within my poem
Hum along with my song

Since my words are yours
as much as
your silence is mine


Heart Care

You don’t need to give
your heart away
You can keep it
Hold it in your hands
Caress it, cherish it
Protect it, care for it
As for new born baby chick
Velvety, vulnerable, breakable

And only when you’re ready
Slowly open your hands
And let your heart fly
Gently it will land
into mine


The Lion

Behind closed doors
the lion is locked
Its roar is silenced

In vibrating stillness
it builds up
its strength

Until the day
Justice will triumph
Truth will rule
Order restored

Until the day
the lion will break out
No doors
that can make
it stop

And without any doubt
the world will hear
its thundering roar


Love Of Many Lifetimes

Our love,
A tree of all times
Planted long time ago
Its base unshakable
Survived the turmoil
of ages in this town
Each grain tells another story
Holds another layer
Though its crown still grows
and its leaves renew
and blossom
This tree
Older than we are
Wiser than wise
Will even survive



I don’t need to look in the sky
to know the sun is still there
I don’t need to look for Spring
As it will come
In its own time,
at its own pace

the bare rose bush
yet holds the new roses inside
As nature gives birth to its fruits
in its own way

What you are searching for
is searching for you



Morning glamour glows
The soothing of the dawn
King Sun rises out of the dark
and seats on heaven’s throne
While the angels scatter their magic
upon courageous believers

I pray across the ocean
May the waves of my new day
wash your nightly worries away
and cradle you into the realm of your dreams


The Call Of The Forest

Tall trees reach out with their peaks
majestically into the sky

A magpie couple cuddles
on their bench of branches

The sparrows sing their songs
in a play of call and answer

While wood nymphs appear
Giggling in between bare trees

As Autumn took their coat of leaves
Leaving them heart naked

I walk our footsteps
On a carpet of brown and green
Silent thoughts, open ears

My dear, hear!
how the forest calls for us


The Moon of March

Chasing clouds
Shadows gather
The dark shoots
its arrows of fear
and haunts hearts
that lack faith

The Moon of March
holds memories
of a cold and distant Winter

Though the night
carries the seed
of the day
Like the moon is lit by the sun
The light can only be seen
because there is darkness


Feet Off The Pedals

How the crows float in the sky
And the first crocus blooms
How Spring is on its way
The wind plays with my hair
While my bike takes me on a ride
down the hill

All is
Beyond what my hand can grasp,
my gaze can reach,
what doubts can turn around
Feet off the pedals
Heart off the mind
I exhale
When ties are loose
Hands are up
I don’t need to do anything but
loving you


Dancing City Lights

Lisbon, February 14th

The dark is a comfortable blanket
that covers me in sweetness
Words of life caress the streets
Everything here breathes poetry
At the other side of the riverbank
I see the city lights dancing
And I could dance along with them
all night long
In the knowing that
The sun will rise again
at its own perfect timing
That life’s tides come my way
the way they do
That this city follows
its own unshakeable rhythm
And as long as I follow mine
I will never be out of tune


Flying Words

Silent is my pen
Words are flying around
Like humming bees
Moving the air
Like a light summer breeze
Playful and cheerful as butterflies
I am unable to catch them
Blank is the page in front of me

And perhaps
These words are not to be written
But only to be heard from within
And then I am the blank space
In which they create
Their own poetry
Without needing a pen, a page
Even without needing me


It Was You

In the starry sky at night
In the light of the day
In the rays of rainbows
In de dawn and in the sunset
In still waters and in waves
In the songs I heard
The books I read
The movies I watched
In the eyes I met
It was you
I looked for
Even long before I knew


Free Spirit

Free spirit leap
Wings of trust will catch you
Set your heart free
into the unknown

Free spirit fly
Do not turn around
The wind is at your back
You are surrounded
by the open space of Now

No ‘what ifs’
No ‘buts’
No ‘only if’
No ties
No regrets
No holding back

When it comes to love
Then love

Love like the sun shines in an
unclouded sky

Love like the full moon lightens
up a dark night

Love like you’ve never loved
For the sake of love
Because you love
Because you can
Because you will

Free spirit