It is winter time –
Another village neighbour
Found dead on the floor
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I trim them swiftly -
My father snorts with anger:
‘That twig was all right!?’
posted by Borut at 09:41 | 6 Comments
It might take a dwarf
To really love another
As is expected
posted by Borut at 11:18 | 3 Comments
After the massage…
The fat artist sips coffee
At his own table
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The winter evening –
A curl of my first hair hides
In an old letter
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Faster than lightning,
I get out of the bath-tub –
A shock is a shock
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Another winter –
I love to hear my old-aged
Parents laugh out loud
posted by Borut at 11:32 | 7 Comments
In the big café,
Dancing around the owner,
She – the French bulldog
posted by Borut at 11:17 | 8 Comments
There’s no looking back –
Alchemy of happiness
Lies ahead, oh Lot!
posted by Borut at 09:46 | 10 Comments
The young tabby cat
Won’t stop playing with a mouse –
Indian summer
posted by Borut at 09:15 | 10 Comments
A forest tit comes
Whistling into the garden –
posted by Borut at 10:44 | 5 Comments
Somebody knocking
On the window, ... or the wind?
An autumn evening.
posted by Borut at 10:44 | 8 Comments
Indian summer –
The old man shows an earthworm
To his only son
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Should I eat them all?
Late raspberries on the bush…
posted by Borut at 23:09 | 4 Comments
A naked woman
Lies in the street in autumn –
A men’s magazine
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Outside the window,
A fly sits on the white wall –
Sunny All Saints’ Day
posted by Borut at 10:48 | 8 Comments
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