come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
what is the secret to writing?
do you drink a special potion?
is there a ritual to perform?
what magic do you have to do
to distill a thought so artful
and capture it so purely
it will enrapture everyone’s attention?
what is the secret to writing?
7.5.2022
please let me keep my warmth;
it is a cold, cold world here.
and this white blizzard does not seem to die down.
I must keep going, I know I must,
but it is darn too cold.
warmth I once knew like the glaring sun
dwindled down into a candle fire.
please let me keep my warmth;
it’s darn too cold here.
7.4.2022
when I run into a mishap
I wonder what bad thing I had done in the past.
when a hair follicle falls from my head,
when a ball of ice-cream falls from my cone,
or when I was supposed to be on a Zoom meeting an hour ago,
I dig into my memory bag,
looking for a piece of memory
where I had to apologize.
then it feels rather fair;
the world we live in.
7.3.2022
it’s a tricky, making a contract with caffeine
to let it wield my will to the extreme
so I could get work done.
yet let us find a way to have fun
in this chaotic parade of goals and tasks
one day the song might end and you ask
“what an enjoyable ride, wasn’t it”?
7.2.2022
it’s one thing that may not stop: fighting.
fighting to eat, to sleep, to read, to breath
no matter how tired you get,
the world keeps asking you to fight.
as an old man at the sea once said,
it ain’t over till it’s over
7.1.2022
do not blame others, but only I.
deadline is nigh because of I.
procrastination was too sweet for my good
nevertheless, I must proceed with what I could
only work will save us from here
only prayer could help me cheer
6.30.2022
let me be inspired with new ideas
head cleared from distracting thoughts
and allow me to sit down
and write this paper
the deadline is near
I must write this paper
I must write this paper
6.29.2022
the season has arrived!
the sky is covered in grey clouds
brooding something mystical
the trees shaking its branches in waves
as gust of wind blows
in the shadows, you can feel it:
there is something magical in all this.
perhaps it foretells a storm to come
nevertheless I love this stormy breeze
under the grey cloudy sky.
6.28.2022
it’s no easy task; figuring out
how the drainage works,
buying the right equipment, experimenting
with different drainage solutions.
But I’d say it was worth my time
fixing this filthy thing I’d prefer to avoid
take up on a piece of dirty responsibility
I’d need to face one way or another
And after all, it is not too bad
staring at this now shiny sink.
yes, it’s one task I’m bound to see again,
but until next time, please fare fair with me.
6.27.2022
it is hard to tell when to cross a line
or when to cross a line
when I meet new people.
How many personas does one need to have?
such different group of people
such different meaning behind gestures
such different attitudes and behaviors
new suddenly becomes old
and old quickly becomes forgotten.
who do I remember from the past
and what promise do I live up to?
6.26.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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