There is something hanging in the air
When I want to catch it, it is no longer there
It tastes soft and sweet
Like a very special treat
I see it with my eyes closed
I still smell it with my nose

There is something hanging in the air
I can feel it, it can be anywhere
I try to keep it in my little red purse
Because I want it to rehearse
It “sounds” like something new
Different but true

There is something hanging in the air
For everyone, everywhere
It feels very supportive
Dormant,  important
A whole new performance
Overwhelming, enormous

(Sorry, sometimes when I publish a poem
something goes totally wrong:)))


There are many pets
Like mice and rats
Rabbits and frogs
Cats and dogs:

They sneak
They freak
They walk
And stalk
They bitch
When they itch
I can also tell
They smell
They are lazy
And crazy

They sit at the door
On the cold floor
To wait
When you are late
Give you a paw
When the Heart is sore
They keep me sane
When I am in pain
They always share enough

Our tools


Fingers can:
Touch and crush
Join and point
Make and take

Hands that:
Stroke and broke
Lead and beat
Take Care and/
Create war fare

Arms that embrace
Or those that disgrace
They are our tools
Don’t use them as fools
They can be cruel, and rule
Please use them as your “jewels’

Emotional Pain


Pointing fingers does not heal
The way that you feel
For a problem to dissolve
You need to get involved

We always want to arrange
The other one to change
We try to postpone
The moment to feel alone

No matter who did … it
You are feeling the sh.t
You are on an emotional train
Facing your shame and pain

Write, paint, dance talk
Or do any kind of sports
Dont disguise
Your shadow side

Befriending the inner enemy
Will change your destiny
It is your greatest gift
Yourself and others to forgive

Our Psyche

In the world of Psychiatry
We learn a lot about anxiety
Meddling with our Psyche
With a lot of “might”

In the old days we had operations
Now we live in The Age of Medications
It has a reputation
For our mental salvation

Can we talk about a revolution
In our evolution?
In the near future we might look back
Knowing we totally went off track

There are many studies about our Brain
But up till now the Mystery remains
Maybe our Psyche is misunderstood
And  it is time for a different outlook