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The most impeccable number
in all this equation mumbo-jumbo
is a sweet and simple seven.

Indeed, she is mighty magical and fine
a perfect, easy, early prime

It’s multiplies: fourteen for cupid
and all the lovers, twenty-one
brings freedom to the young

and twenty-eight – four weeks, four times seven
the shortest month of the year
three times out of four

four is only slightly more
than half of seven
half way up to heaven

or maybe adding up to seven/eleven?
Equaling seventy-seven!
Oh, the bliss, the clarity the power of seven!

It’s so easy being in seventh heaven
though, eventually, it’s time
to end it with this fine prime


Things I like

I like gelato
deliciously cold
in varying flavors
from fresh, inspiring lemon lime
to deep, rich, luxurious dark chocolate
topped off with chewy brownie bits

or cornetto crema
the sugary, doughy crust
crackling between teeth
filling my mouth with soft vanilla
capsuled in perfect breakfast size
usually enjoyed with latte or cappuccino

I like antipasto
grilled artichokes, mixed with eggplants
hot peppers in olive oil and garlic
freshly baked bread, still warm from the oven
sprinkled with oregano and basil
and finished off with cool, white wine

and spaghetti
rigatoni, tortellini, tagliatelle
with fruity, blood-red tomato sauce
or spicy sugo all’arrabiata
filled with ricotta e spinachi
or simply as a side dish
to chicken pomodore e formaggi

but, most of all, I enjoy
indulging in dulce
panna cotta, tartufo e tiramisu
creamy, sweet, endorphine-loaded
worth every single sinful second
                     life is short after all –
always eat dessert first!


Ice cream dream

this is eternity:

a shiny spoon
full of rich, vanilla ice cream
sprinkled with chocolate and
tiny bits of cookie dough

The luxurious taste
comforting my aching soul,
soothing burning pain
and cooling my head

opulent flavors encircling me
like a security blanket
wrapped around my heart
reminding me
of lively chatter, sitting together
on a big red sofa
with friends

like stars in the skies:
invisible sometimes, yet always there
a safety net hugging my world,
adding sweet fragiola
to my black and white stracciatella dream



„Well, at least he inspires you“
that’s what they say
my dear dear friends
when I show them pages over pages
of sappy poems and unfulfilled dreams

you do – it’s true
But I’d gladly give up
this overwhelming surge of creativity
and be cured from this disease

not that I don’t love it
the writing, the need to
pick up a pen and
put it all down somewhere

It’s just that
I’d rather go back to sleeping at night
not worrying about what to wear every day
and having a normal heartbeat for once…

Because you do that, too.
Keeping me from all that.
Not intentionally, of course.
I know that, I don’t blame you.

Au contraire, I salute you-
I bow before you, grateful and humble
for being in love is a happy illness – at least for me.
So, thanks – for all the inspiration.



the weight of the world is
pushing me down
pulling me towards the ground

the earth is trembling, shaking
underneath my feet
Depths are opening, luring me in
swallowing me whole

need and greed and sorrow
lying heavy on my heart
weighting it down into oblivion

between the shadows of the earth
my body disappears, vaporized by heat, taken over
by love, lust, regret…
drawing closer to hell
than to you


temporarily unhappy

Love sucks.
Not the warm and fuzzy kind of course.
But this kind –
this love sucks.

It is the onesided kind
the forsaken, futile attempt
to make it work
against all odds.

It is the love
that came unexpected
uncalled for, unfitting
- timing is everything, you know

Love sucks
even when I see it in your eyes
especially when
I see it there, too

when I realize
it is not onesided
or at least not entirely
but our timing' not right

another time
another year
but now?

Now won’t work
not for me
not for you
not for them

Love sucks –
and timing's a bitch, too....


cowboy romance

„Hi“ –
Oh, how I love that voice! The low gravelling English with the ever-present American accent. I can hear the implied smile and I remember your face, the corners of your lips turned upward, blue eyes sparkling, white teeth showing – Oh, how I love that smile!
My body is shaking inwardly as I try to form words – somehow, I lost my voice when I heard yours. I try to calm my raging pulse and take a deep breath, glad that you can’t see me blushing over the phone…
I had almost forgotten the effect you have on me, but it all comes rushing back now. Last summer, the cowboy boots and wrangler jeans, our road trip, singing along to country music on the radio, getting lost, laughing, flirting…
I feel goose bumps all over my skin and I smile. If only you knew! But you can’t see me; you’re half a world away, as usual. I tried to fight it, even tried to forget you but it was no use.
I let it happen now, giving in. Still smiling, still shaking, still tachycardic, I finally respond
“Hi stranger – how have you been?” and in my mind, I silently add
“Did you know you had me from hello?”



drowning between the treacherous lines
of a never ending to do list
obligations chasing away precious inspiration


blink of eternity

Time is running,
it’s speeding by.
Never looking back
into the Nevada.

Past, Present and Future
in an endless race,
with no winner, no finish line.

No Yesterday,
No Tomorrow,
only Here and Now.
Long enough to live, to breathe.

What once was can never be again
and what will be is need-to-know.

is running
head first
into the dark

Can you keep up?


the attempt (of a hokku)

With wings made of stone
I'm burning in water, drowning in flame
on the way to paradise


On Poetry

are tumbling out of me
dropping down on paper
like stones
disappearing from  the wall around my soul
freeing me of pain
    - and despair

are falling softly
on the empty pages of my notebook
line by line
like teardrops
melting from the ice surrounding my heart

meaningful little nobodies
powerful soldiers
    - exposed
an army of emotions
to break me
to free me
to save me

In the end
it’s so much more
than merely words


The dance

The way you kissed me
made my head feel dizzy.
And my heart stumbled towards you,
wanting you whole – body and soul.

We were dancing in circles
around each other.
Looking but never touching.
Eyes like fire, lips
like cotton candy.

The music moves our hips
and your hand touches mine,
pulling me closer
our fingers entwined.

The room fades out
the faces blend together
I start thinking about you
and me – forever

We sway together
to our own song.
The beat softly rocking our bodies
as our minds drown together,
sink deeper into this feeling
and start believing we are one.

your heartbeat in sync
             - with mine.
your thoughts
             - mirroring mine.
your lips
pressed against my own.

Tomorrow will be another day
but till the morning grey,
you’re here we me
dancing through the night.


creatures of the wind

Strong legs carrying me
long black mane
in the storm.

your muscles contracting
underneath me
you’re nickering with joy
as we fly up the long, grassy hill.

Out here, there’s only you 
and me - an unit
Running, breathing, escaping
together as one.

Your body listens
to my mere thoughts
urging you on,
going faster still.

This is freedom.
This is living.
This is independence.
Only the winds are faster.

is right here.
from everything else.

You and me:
Part of nature,
part of the winds.
Galloping -
into liberty.

 - inspired by my beloved little Annie -