writing

The Colours

Last night it seemed to me that I was in a strange world whitout bright colours - black trees against a cloudy sky, black shadows against white wals... And I got afraid and started to cry for help. And... just in a story, coloured pencils marching one by one to me saying... read more

poetry

I Konow Something Good About You

Wouldn't this world be better

If the folks we meet would say -

"I know something good about you !"

And treat us just in this way ?

Wouldn't it be fine and dandy... read more