#4 – Imagining glimpses of real life


Suddenly yellow window blinds transform into book covers that demand to be opened. Laundry lying lost on a garage roof, desperately wanting to be worn, becomes the beginning of a mystery that begs to be solved. Shadows roaming across corridors start to develop a life of their own, independently of their owners.

Imagining stories is an imaginable easy thing to do. It is an activity natural to us. No matter how advanced the imaginative qualities reach. From young to old, we pick up pieces of reality and continue them in our heads. It would be a lie to say one has never imagined what might happen behind closed doors and shut windows. (more…)


#3 – Stance


Standing strong with both feet on the ground, no matter how solid this ground might be, does not mean that you will know where you actually stand. Stance is an issue that is perhaps more important than one might think at first.

People – like you and me – often ask metaphorically “where do we stand?” It is a question that begs an immediate answer. It demands a summarising and solution-bearing conclusion of where one stands. (more…)

#2 – Ordinarily out of the ordinary


Light-headed and drowsy, feeling almost nauseous – it is a good indication. Words, which ordinarily are prescribed to those things unordinary, are connected to instances in our lives that will last. Meaning – we will not forget. Often they were times hardship and suffering. But perhaps that’s the reason they stay with us.

Those feelings that are out of the ordinary are linked to moments of intensity. It is in those moments that you realise that you are still alive. These unordinary feelings make you understandably clear that you are perhaps still able to feel.  (more…)

Guardian of the Valley – Documentary

The guardian of the valley is this farm owner from Jerusalem.


Born in the Israeli capital, he lives in his farm on the outskirts of the city for nearly 50 years.

Taking care of his goats and other animals, making delicious cheese and teaching horse riding to children, he enjoys the simple life and doesn’t need more than he has.

But over the years the pressures of of urbanisation are growing as the city keeps expending. The farm, nature of forests surrounding the city are under a threat.


#1 – The shades of the new and the old


Seemingly, the beginning is free of all trouble and prerequisites. But only seemingly so. A blank start is never what it promises to be. If it were so, then it would be void of all that was before. A start without any history, a start that only a newly born child might experience. A new beginning and a fresh start are not blank, but are full of shades. It lies in the grey zones, in the shade of what came before. A shadow is hanging over the new beginning.

The shades of white, black and grey are lingering on, while a new beginning is about to embark. Appearing like demons – demons that never sleep – (more…)

General Submissions are Open

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Round XV – The last round of the 1030 Poetry Selection

This is the last round for the selection. Be sure to also view the other rounds and find your personal favourites.

The voting for all fifteen rounds will be open for a little longer.

Thank you to everybody for submitting, reading, voting and sharing their love for poetry.



Poem I – Morning stroll

The breezy air rustles my hair
Cooling my senses, freshness everywhere
Dewdrops glittering – diamonds on emerald
Flowers scent my path with their smell.
Ah, such bliss, what more do i need?
Yet the sky turns radiant as the sun takes its seat Mounted on light streaks of pink, with splash of white clouds – floating and darting about, so light
The dark grey is suddenly shattered to blue
As the sky takes on its morning hue
And again my mind wonders at such beauty
My inmost self lost, plunged into ecstasy
That nature brings. (more…)