Sonnet #8: Snow

This Winter world with all its stressful mess
The bliss surrounding deeply hidden treasures
Inside the foxes’ hearts appear, I guess
One thousand snowflake forms with all that measures

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

Information Overkill

These days
I feel the need
Every day
More and more

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

This Whistling Sound

Digging traces in the snow
Under the surface below
Everything those people believe
Still not feeling like a thieve

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

Und dann kam der Schnee

Zehntausend Schritte. Das ist eine Empfehlung. Zehntausend Schritte sollst du gehen. Täglich. Fünfstellig. Darunter ist es nicht effektiv.

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

Collecting Garbage

endless rivers feeling guilty
all the garbage on their shores
running forward never turn
memories against their corps

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

I’m a Roger Penrose Guy

We already know
That life is a circle
There is no beginning
There is no end either

© Dominik Alexander / 2021

ABC of Devonian Age of Fishes

Anxious looks in a death stream of thoughts does Aleosteus
Brainy acts in deep brackish waters does Byssacanthus
Cocky talks through sharp gritted teeth does Coccosteus

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Suicidal Mushrooms

Whizzing through the orbit // wandering on night sky
Dancing colours in your mind // that mingles ferociously

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Howth

Memories of Howth // the hunger to be there
Cool breeze at the harbour // old bread for the gulls

© Dominik Alexander / 2020