Moon mood

I can see
beauty in this tree
lit by the moon
in the cold nights of june

Moon River

Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker, wherever you're going
I'm going your way. Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

© 1961 Paramount Music Corporation
music by Henry Mancini, lyrics by Johnny Mercer

The photographer

a lonely walk
a lonely road
nobody to talk
weather is heavy
and cold
nebulous thought
disclosing its fog
a cold camera to hold

Who is there

an old door

an old window
untold stories.

Silent solitude
storms my mind
whoever lived there
doesn´t live

anymore

cicle

Separated from its tree
dancing in the fresh air around
being touched by a bee
a leaf landed up in the ground
Its journey was not in the end
It continues into the land

silhouette

Pure, simple, quiet

Geometry

There is poetry in the geometry
Poetry can be abstract
Geometry can be concrete

A touch of glass

Glass is clean, transparent.
The people should be too.

The mirror has two faces

The mirror was reflecting an image that made me reflect...

self portrait

I and my camera looking at you. Smile.