Childhood in Poland.  
Carefree and warm.
We flounder in the water like beavers
and although leeches pinch us in the calves
we build the dam.  

The river is dreaming.  

Reflecting as in a mirror
the familiar faces
of friends and loved ones,
they forgot me,
their children have grown up
and gone into the unknown.  

The river is dreaming.  

And I’m still standing on the footbridge.
I'm afraid to jump.
Cross the dam of time.

I'm searching for Your caresses

Let me drink the heat of Your mouth

I can’t stop

My hands wander in darkness

The waves hit the shore With desire

The island is free Like a bird

Warm me up With Your love

In the endless game

I'm searching for Your caresses

Let me drink the heat of Your mouth

I can’t stop

My hands wander in darkness

The waves hit the shore With desire

The island is free Like a bird

Warm me up With Your love

In the endless game

lost in language
I float on the waves of words
in the sea of voices
looking for reality
I'm only the letter
in the alphabet
of life

leaning over me  
you read me fairy  
sang
lulled to sleep
you saw before me
future fulfilled
today I can return
and ask
why I’m still
your little mermaid

Grandma, is that you?
I heard your voice.
Why have you gone?

We’ll go to Saint Anthony
to find the keys and glasses
in the lost past.

I can’t sleep in an empty house.
It is so dark here.
Loneliness drowns out thoughts.
I'm afraid of the noise of silence.
Tara doesn't want to go
squealing with grief.
I'll take the grid,
make the tea,
find the keys
only come back.

Without you I'm lost
in the clutter of life.

Grandma, is that you?
I heard your voice.
Why have you gone?

We'll go to Saint Anthony
to find the keys and glasses
in the lost past.

I can't sleep in an empty house.
It is so dark here.
Loneliness drowns out thoughts.
I'm afraid of the noise of silence.
Tara doesn't want to go
squealing with grief.
I'll take the grid,
make the tea,
find the keys
only come back.

Without you I'm lost
in the clutter of life.

I was looking for God
in the echo of the waves
I heard
the music of things
the light of the sea
filled me
with tranquility

I was looking for God
in the echo of the waves
I heard
the music of things
the light of the sea
filled me
with tranquility

life fell apart
hid
in the shade
of being

in silence
I’m
music
I play

stopped
in existence
over
time

The rustle of wings
in the shadows on the sea
I hear the music

the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats
cuddled on the porch

under the dark blue sky
full of stars
in the moonlight

I see parents
grandparents' house
burnt by war

listened to the croaking in the pond
the dance of leaves
dreamy

slowly I find myself
in the dark and bright
future

the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats
cuddled on the porch

under the dark blue sky
full of stars
in the moonlight

I see parents
grandparents’ house
burnt by war

listened to the croaking in the pond
the dance of leaves
dreamy

slowly I find myself
in the dark and bright
future

Dad
tell me a story
enchant words
subject to You
as the Egyptian slaves
we rule the kingdoms
we start the new dynasty
in the House of Dolls
plans scatter
we fall asleep
in the ibises of dreams

I’m four feet tall
in the Japanese dress
I climb the trees
chase butterflies
I walk the turtle Winnie
score goals
watch fairies on the wall
about Bear Fąfeluszek about The Snow Queen
I do not want to grow up
I listen to Gulliver’s Travels and Eskimo tales
I slip into a well without a bottom
everything happens too fast
time is rushing like a train set
in a playroom

I listen to the rain in Hong Kong
birds sing longing melody
the streets are full of mystical light
I contemplate the Man Mo Temple
recite the poetry of  Su ****

I listen to the rain in Hong Kong
the voices of the SoHo District
merge with the echo of the saint texts
I taste the sounds of the eternal Hong Kong
and my heart is filled with happiness

I listen to the rain in Istanbul
birds sing silent melody
the streets are full of mystical light
I walk through the Sufi path
recite the poetry of Orhan Veli Kanik
and my eyes are shining with sweetness
I listen to the rain in Istanbul
the voices of the Grand Bazaar
merge with the echo of the saint texts
I taste the sounds of the eternal Istanbul
and my heart is filled with joy

rushing people
rattle in reality
remain unreal
crowding everywhere
disappear rapidly
escaping eternity
in the rattle
of time

rushing people
rattle in reality
remain unreal
crowding everywhere
disappear rapidly
in the roaring
rattle of time

Mother
is like sunrise
she brightens
allows to leave
from the black
powerlessness
flows like a wave
floats
and safely
lulls me to sleep

The world is running too fast
I swim in the river of things and memories
see the pictures which I have to leave
I close myself in loneliness
locking in the past
hiding my fears and dreams
the river of life is flowing
faster and faster
I close my eyes
and find
eternity

I swim into
The sounds and shadows
Of the past
Shaping sadness
Time stops the existence
My soul sails
To the border of life
I pass
In silence

love for you
never ends
your voice plays in me
music of the sea
dances on
foamy waves
is in my dreams

Our love is infinite
Your voice
echoes eternity
The sounds of the sea
absorbs moments
Ships sail lazily
Fluttering waves
fill me with desire
I see You,
as in my dream
Stay with me
forever

Our love is infinite
Your voice
echoes eternity
The sounds of the sea
absorbs moments
Ships sail lazily
Fluttering waves
fill me with desire
I see You,
as in my dream
Stay with me
forever

Our love is infinite
Your voice
echoes eternity
The sounds of the sea
absorbs moments
Ships sail lazily
Fluttering waves
fill me with desire
I see You,
as in my dream
Stay with me
forever

Love for you
never ends
your voice plays in me
music of the sea
dances on  
the foamed waves
it’s in my dream

My time is listening
to the steps under the door
they are growing
everywhere
they approach and move away for a while
I’m afraid I don’t want to be alone
I’m once again a little girl
standing by the window and preview life
I see everything through the fog
there was always this curtain
between me and the world

Fallen leaves.
Withered tree.
Time stood still.
I will come to the garden
caress dreams
of children and our home.

I left love
calming for me the whole world.
I was looking for her all my life.
Now it’s too late.
Miles Davies cuddles loneliness.
I’m a girl swinging in the past.

I come back
to the little ******* a swing
listened to her world
as if whole life
was not mine
the tastes of childhood
the smell of mince pie
jasmine tea happy barking of the dog
mingle in the teaspoon of sugar
we swim with father
immersed in poetry and the sound of crickets
time has stopped
the river exceeds lazy everyday life
it accepts everything
takes the memory of things

The Taste


I come back
to the little ******* a swing
listened to her world
as if whole life
was not mine
the tastes of childhood
the smell of mince pie
jasmine tea happy barking of the dog
mingle in the teaspoon of sugar
we swim with father
immersed in poetry and the sound of crickets
time has stopped
the river exceeds lazy everyday life
it accepts everything
takes the memory of things

black clocks
walk in me
blurring
reality
as if
I was not here and now
but always there
suspended
I’m just ticking
between two worlds
erased
from life

I hear their echo…

they’re running through my world

in the inner Jerusalem

the faces scatter

like the broken vessels

I wear a cage in myself

in the clothes

of memory

silence overwhelms

in the trains

of thoughts

doors without exit

everywhere

the trains are hiding

in my dreams

Daddy
where are You
I can’t fall asleep
will You show me a film
on the wall
tell the story
of the golden duck
together we will find
the enchanted pencil
and we will write from the start
my dreams

Daddy
where are You
I can't fall asleep
will You show me a film
on the wall
tell the story
of the golden duck
together we will find
the enchanted pencil
and we will write from the start
my dreams

I'm looking
at the slow ripple of time.
In the rhythms of the ocean
moving away into the past
The waves take our words
and cast into the abyss.
My soul is floating like a feather.
The darkness
absorbs the fears and anxieties.
Close my eyes.
Do you hear an echo of God
amidst the waves?

Hidden under the books, surrounded by pens.

White-but he has a soul of gold in a sense

He wants to fly away from the table.

Maybe then the world would be…

more wonderful.

My once favourite subject of play… with a doll;

Now broken and abandoned under the wall.

He was replaced by a NEW,

much bigger and colourful too.

I tell him of sorrows and fears.

He consoles me, wiping away all my tears,

and brings all the children sweet dreams…

I'm looking at the mirror of memory
thoughts are melting in the past
forgetting everything
in the river of changes
the world is whirling
like a bird
the emperor of it all

No huyas de mi
solo quiero hablar,
tocarte con ternura
ronroneando como un gato
en un techo de hojalata.

Yo te esclavizaré
pensarás como yo
sobre mi y en mí,
aunque es peligroso
abrámonos al mundo
porque la mia esta cerrada.

Bebé gatito,
no trates de luchar
y sabiendo que eres mío
ronronearemos juntos
bailando en el tejado.

The space is blurred
I see men in the fur of red birds
yellow clocks wearing hats
are sitting at the table
mirrors are laughing at me
things are ticking
in the echo of chaos
I spread
burning wings
suspended
in doubled dimensions
the sea of colours
is shaping sadness
I feel so lonely
in my locked reality

The space is blurred
I see men in the fur of red birds
yellow clocks wearing hats
are sitting at the table
mirrors are laughing at me
things are ticking
in the echo of chaos
I spread
burning wings
suspended
in doubled dimensions
the sea of colours
is shaping sadness
I feel so lonely
in my locked reality

water like a mirror reflects faces of the dead
in the play of light and shade I melt

time has stopped in the flight to eternity
bodies sail in the cycle of birth and death

river accepts everything
it takes the memory of things

in tranquil breath of reality
I float on the other side

I can fly higher and higher
passing the limits

born from a drop of creation
in the last gasp of life I pass

you are

like a dream

unreal

and fragile

yet stroke me

hug

I will stop for us time

but you in a blink of an eye

tired of coughing

leave so suddenly

in the sleepy existence

I got tangled
in time
I’m lost
in the chaos
of things postponed for later
thoughts are silent
life goes on too fast
in the compartments
I’m confused by the turn of things

death deletes tickets

 searching for me
 in the waiting room of life

Winter Moments

thoughts fly away
obsessions slowly flow

I‘m
sinking
in the snow

fluffy paths overwhelm me
with their gray
I close my eyes

white walls and insomnia
do not go away

My life is racing with time

I’m running
beyond the boundaries of this world
behind the turn
of love and death

On the walk I wobble like willows
crying in the abandoned park
nature blows up with colours
It’s free like a wind
Men come and go
In an empty house everyone is a stranger
I don’t want to run without You

I turn
into the tunnel
without exit

My life is racing with time

I’m running
beyond the boundaries of this world
behind the turn
of love and death

On the walk I wobble like willows
crying in the abandoned park
nature blows up with colours
It’s free like a wind
Men come and go
In an empty house everyone is a stranger
I don’t want to run without You

I turn
into the tunnel
without exit

I hid You in a poem
warm like your look
words are laughing
true like your and my life
I’m not afraid any more

to my mother

I hid You in a poem
still warm
like Your look
and words of love
true
like my and your life
I’m not afraid any more
it’s a present for You

I hid You in a poem
still warm
like Your look
and words of love
true
like my and your life
I’m not afraid any more
it’s a present for You