Kids heads dozing
in the rear view mirror
sunday evening

Autumn wind
a butterfly
almost

Tapping
on the garden table
rain fingers

Seagulls
sprinkling themselves
on farmland

Green leaves
on a broken branch
moved

Project X
all my neighbour's leaves
in my garden

The tapping
of these raindrops
you and me

Getting lost
between the rain drops
on the window

The valley
connecting the hills
our talk

Stationary
at the traffic lights
morning star

Reed plumes
making the reeds
bow deeper

Headwind-
do my wrinkles
decrease yet?

Evening sun
there is still dew
in the shade

Windows
facing north
her eyes

The view
from my window
the view

Twilight
between summer
and fall

In the polder
my headlights illuminate
the whole universe

Sensing the sun
coming through the clouds
my eyes closed

In the shadow
of this summer cloud
autumn

Summerwind
rustling through my notes
carillon

On top of the walls
around the convent garden
withered flowers

Gone, back soon.

The waiting
keeps getting longer
old moon

Waving
to the dew drops
her wet hair

A window
full of sunlight
on the floor

Visiting hour
his name slipping his mind
he became world

In the dog crate
the summer wind is playing
with long ears

The punching bag
on the pear tree
of his father

Moonlight
reflected by the lake
why am I sad?

A squirrel
in the walnut tree
soon we'll leave