just because I can

[floatingleaf]

I found the little notebook with my old poems - from back when I still wrote stuff inspired by my own personal experience (as opposed to someone else's fictional characters... lol). They are mostly very short and kinda haiku-like - as well as rather morbid, since they were a form of autotherapy. But because they're short and simple, it occurred to me I should be able to translate at least some of them into English without losing much of their character. Just as a little linguistic exercise... and because I never shared some of them with anyone.



a handful of memories
painfully fresh

unbelievable like bad melodrama

staining the blackness of empty nights
with color

and two words
sharp as a knife

never again

summer 2003

Comments

[oceansecrets2.livejournal.com]

that's powerful

[floatingleaf.livejournal.com]

Thank you.