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WHITE
A new week
A new start
White
A throbbing feel
Left with myself
White shadows
Oh grey or green
White lines flashing
Seeing things
Dreams, do they talk?
Heart or head
What is stronger?
Lost in colours
Where is Pink?
Early morning
Sounds
That Matters
Grey white fog
Fog
Brown with a bit of white
Contemplation
When white crosses greyAnd grey runs into hardwood
I have colours
I have coloursI feel them in the air
Strange twist
There is a time
Weights
I feel weight
Chapter 1: This is me and my colours
Mr. Coward and Prof. Poet
Wondering
in these last days and weeks I have had some more time for myself, in comparison with other times of the year. I wanted to be with my kids, my parents, my bike and find out more about what I want.
Fog
The fog
Black red white
In seeing black
White Xmas
To hear
Snow blindness
Sometimes you look at the sun
White gold
More purple in black and white
In little things you smile
Day 1 near the slopes
A day of driving throughout a country I always think of as grey and dull, surprised me with smiles and green.
Day 1 minus a day and a bit
Laying in bed I reflect on a day of Murphy, a load of words and sentences.
Free on a slippery slope
With two
Sitting
Blue lights
Guess what…
In white
Colours in Black and white
Reversed
In a blue sun
The wind
Life
Reflections
Music playing
Riddles of the mind
White corners
Riddle
Brown hanging
Cipressa
Cipressa tree
Why not just write
Writing here
Dream
a dream started with waking up in a dark room, not knowing where i was, and all around me i found people with masks.
My mind 0.1
Have you ever sat down like I do right know and thought of what is and has happened to you lately.
For whom it concerns
As clouds fade
I can’t do
In white
April drive
Just driving
If you miss someone
There are nights
Hope is gone
Soms
Just standing
Some smoke
Don’t ask
Yellow
Discere
Roads pass
White full of colour
White tiles
Colour
A dream that became a start to write
A dream in so many ways in so may forms, though is just one I plot down…
Tennis
Early
Black needs to go
Being calm
Hmmmm what else
Carpets
Colorblind
Thinking
In bed
Just here
Me and the sky
Blue bright sky
Answers
Sometimes you read
Sunday morning
White and red
Just before
White lines
Mutari
Just early
Odd place
Not in the white pearl bubbles
Orange as in no orange
White
No Freudian slip
Grey lines
Porslain blue
White and buttons
Blue
Orange Collision
Orange collision
Pink
Blue is orange
Orange
The rainbow by blue
Blue,
Foxes of the mind
Red flowers
My colorful mind
White
Descartes moment
Descartes Moment
On the road
Driving
On the road
Driving
The curious mind
A white bath
On a terrace in Paris
Sitting on a chair my mind started having a life of its own, I seemed to be be two people one here in paris and the other faraway. Not in a place but in a state of mind that made my third personality come to life, it came to life because otherwise i wouldn’t realize i had the first two. i wouldn’t see that i had several lives. The live of me, myself and I, all with their own objectives, goals and ambitions.
Parisian moment
Drapes of a terrace
Reflection
Thinking
Glancing
A cold night
Green sofa
Just sitting
Colors
A bit of rainbow
Blue