Sonnet #77: {t}Reason

Who feels the distance of the latest year
Already on the eve of yesterday
Increasing light of silver creates fear
Unless there is some money left to pay

© Dominik Alexander / 2025

Sonnet #47: Confusion

We want the cooler air in hottest places
Because the breathing trouble torture us
When hardest raindrops meet the softer faces
The weather may behave like treasonous

© Dominik Alexander / 2023

Wise Man and His Fool

The wise man said: / I’m here for a reason
Let me do my work and don’t put treason / Too easily upon my head.

© Dominik Alexander / 2017