Pictures that I took on the same trip to County Mayo, the day before my friend's wedding. The same girl is also going to be a bridesmaid at my own wedding. Which is only a week away now! My mother-in-law actually did a painting of one of the two pictures with the boat in it. I think she scrapped the painting after she was finished, though, so that's that.

Drumming synchronised with the beating of my heart, coming from my rooftop. I awake, I open the window and breathe, breathe the fresh air and I hear the howling and I howl back at the someone on my roof. I howl, flooding the city with my free soul, uniting with someone on my roof.

Dissolve in blissfulness. As I close my eyes I see: the whole world is small and the future is bleak. A million white flowers drift around me and we become stars, shining on forever. And my mind dwells in the peaceful pastures of the past, the only way to live is to let them return, the halcyon days, childish innocence, before the world became scary. I look over my shoulder: I see the one home I have known, the small room in my mother’s house, ever changing, but always the same. Memory won’t leave me, my only faithful friend. Homesickness takes over when traveling becomes the same old, when new countries lose their excitement, and when it gets hard to become rooted. I lose myself in all this. I lose my identity and I forget who I am and why I am. And with a lullaby of death I return to times before a purpose. I travel far, back to the halcyon dimension, magical realm, happiness and blissfulness. ...

St. Bridget's Convent, Pirita, Estonia This picture was taken while I was visiting Estonia for a week. I took somewhat of a day trip on my own to the small town of Pirita, close to the capital Tallinn. While exploring the small village for a while, I stumbled upon the ruins of St. Bridget's Convent. I spent a lot of time in the hauntingly beautiful ruins.

Dark lace falling over the hands grasping for me. Thin fingers, bony knuckles, pale long hands, tattooed with symbols, grasping for me slowly... Let me take your hands and follow you into the shadow to learn the secrets of the dark.

Cape Clear, County Cork, Ireland Another picture from the Cape Clear family trip, which I really like a lot. I think it really shows the rough landscape of Ireland well.

The summer wind warms our bodies as we lay down here, not saying a word, looking up at the sky. Dark blue night is spread above us – a clear and beautiful night. Stars are shining, seeming so close. You take my hand, I can feel your mind’s pleasant embrace, smell the clear air as we begin to float, just barely above the ground. It seems so natural, floating upwards, higher and higher. Stars are getting closer, wonderfully sparkling, glowing giants, lanterns on our way, as we ascend. Ascending faster and faster as we leave earth behind. I squeeze your hand wondering if you are afraid because I am not. You rub your thumb over mine, I know now. You are not afraid. It makes me smile  as we leave orbit, seeing all the wonderful celestial bodies shining towards us. I slide closer to you embracing you tightly as we drift. I would be afraid if I lost you. But you are here, next to me. I can see over your shoulder – a thousand stars and galaxies, worlds unknown, beautiful creatures, and fas...

I took this picture the day before the wedding of one of my friends in 2017. I was at the time still living in Germany and had travelled to Ireland just for the wedding. It was to take place in Mulranny in Mayo. My boyfriend and I had a friend living close by, so we stayed with him for a night and spend the day before the wedding in the town of Westport, where I took this shot (and many more really beautiful ones). If you ever get to Westport or the general Mayo area, you absolutely have to try the Clew Bay Sunset beer. It's a red ale and it's so far the best beer I have ever had. So if you're into beer and are ever there, get it! It's not really available anywhere else in the country, unfortunately.

The silver mists roam through the mountains, like fingers through hair. The wind echoes longingly, calling for a bit of warmth, for relief from harsh winter. Some lonely wanderers sing long-forgotten songs, echoing upwards, towards the sky.

It's almost time to say goodbye, no need to ask the reason why, everything is ready, I'm about to go along which road I don't yet know. Emotional moments, such an intense past, hidden in my heart those feelings will last. What can I say, trying hard to find the word it's not easy thinking my eyes see blurred! Didn't realize bounds could be so strong will I be able to stay away for long?  Changing life and different things to learn maybe a wiser person, one day, will return! Friends, let's enjoy our poems  together, I'll remember you all, forever and ever!  Sleepless, restless night, useless to say Goodbye, tomorrow I'll follow my new way.

into the cosmic soup of life  have you ever wondered about meaning? just how small all these worlds can be, or even our galaxies or systems may be, each element and atom forms the cosmic puzzle yet as vast as it is, in our perspectives? to be born part of the cosmic yolk, the primordial birth and rebirth, how each crack of dawn upon a genesis today, was not one of darkest destruction, but perhaps a blissful blessing, of the new blood and dawn of life.

The day wears  and the walls go up And it's Friday afternoon I clean my trowel and the terror starts Because there is nothing  between now and Monday Except oblivion in the Bronx And I'll think of you in Glenariffe Walking the pebbled strand One beam of light  through the metal sky dancing on your gingered hair

As some people may have noticed I have practically published all of my poetry on a website called Allpoetry first. It's a nice place to start out for poets. One nice feature on Allpoetry is that the site allows everyone to hold poetry contests. So I have been holding one of those and would like to present to you the three winners of that contest! I'll be doing that over the next couple of weeks, depending on how quickly I can get everything together. I hope you can enjoy their poetry as much as I did!

Waves are closing in. I know they are waiting, watching, waiting, waiting. Time is passing like a sharp and cutting wind, leaving everyone scarred who feels it passing. The world lies still at times, when the dimensional doors are wide open for everyone to step through. I have gone missing. Wandered too much through endless universes. My mind disfigured by gravity. And the search for sanctuary continues through time. Infinity rolled up like your sleeve. But it’s not you. I can’t decide if you are an illusion, a trick my mind plays on me, or if you are a different version of yourself. Too many chances taken leave you lonely and with the delusions of your short, human life.

Guess how old I am in this picture? I'll tell you later, but let me explain a little about it. On this picture are my cousin and I. We used to be extremely close. Now we aren't anymore - I guess our relationship was a victim of circumstances, if you want to call it that. Anyways. We used to meet up frequently and take pictures and do - frankly - pretty stupid things. All of them under the nose of our parents without them realising the extent of our mischief. It was great as far as coining my early youth goes.  I was 14 years old in this picture. There are looooooaads of old pictures of me in teenage rebellion phase and this is one of them. I'm probably going to upload more as I go. And I have a bunch of stories to tell. :)

What I bring is poison, I bring strife, division. Unknown curse on me, don't know how to break it. I better leave, before I destroy. I am unrest and anger, I am haunted by them. Unable to breathe, unable to eat, unable to be happy - why am I able to feel? Without me, things were fine, there was peace, I can't help but notice my existence took it away. So my existence must end.