an iceberg

crashing into the sea

as the sun rises

 the cold

making all smiles wider

than the sea

 a morning spider

slowly reaches its shadow

as i make toast

 where the bird leaves

are landing the mouse leaves

are running away

 cold swim

the dance of my hands

all the way home 

 slipping

and loosing control

of winter

 after wild swimming

cracked lips rosy cheeks

and a big smile

 backside facing out

a squirrel in a tree hole

slowly dying

 hospital night shift

a blind man plays harmonica

amazing grace

 flittering 

a blue tit on a branch

in the cat’s eyes

 haiku

in the snow storm

drift

 warm soup 

happy thoughts 

frost