As the radio plays out it's lonely song,

I sit in a corner and gaze off into space,

oblivious to reality,

thinking of nothing and yet of something.

Thoughts slowly amble through my mind

wandering the empty halls and rooms deep inside

listening to half conversations from times before,

stored away forever.

A blank out,

complete silence,

only the song in the air absorbed and understood

involuntarily.

I close my eyes and picture you

right before me,

clear as day.

As I reach out to touch you

the picture fades

and the song gets stronger.

Reality comes back to me and tears

come to my eyes

as I remember.

The song plays on.

vibecka

To live and to lie awake

under scarred plaster

While ice is forming over the Earth

At an hour at which nothing can be done

To any further decision

To know the composing thread

Inside a spider's body

First atoms of the web

Will be seen tomorrow

To feel the fiery future

Of every match in the box

Nothing can be done

but by inches I write out my life

Hour by hour word by word

Gazing into the anger of an old woman

Numbering the striations

of the air inside an icecube

Imagining the existence

of something uncreated

This poem

our lives

Vibecka

The tears in my heart

Well in my eyes

For it is just about time

to say our goodbyes.

As we part to journey

Into our seperate tomorrows,

They joys of our past

are tinged with sorrows.

The joy of our friendship

In memories will last

For seperation in the future

will not change the past.

What we've shared together

I will cherish til the end,

But at this moment in time,

it is good bye my friend.

Vibecka ©1986

You are the rising sun,

who's rays shine so bright.

You are the rising sun,

that makes me feel so right.

You are the sunshine,

that lights my day.

You are the sunshine,

that guides my way.

You are the setting sun,

that beautifully shows.

You are the setting sun,

that makes my feelings flow.

You are the glowing moon,

that engulfs the dark.

You are the glowing moon,

that greets the morning lark.

You are the shining star,

that twinkles up above.

You are the shining star,

that has claimed my love.

Vibecka ©1985

I sometimes wonder where I am

where I 've been

Do I fit in?

Make believin' is hard alone

out here, on my own.

we're always provin who we are

always reaching for that star

to take me far and shine me home

out here, on my own.

And when I'm down and feelin' blue

I close my eyes so I can be with you

and when the mornin' sun appears

Makin' light of all my fears

and dry the tears I 've never shown

out here, on my own.

Sometimes I wonder where I 've been

Who I am

Do I fit in?

I might be down but I won't be thrown

out here, on my own.

Vibecka ©1985

If I could have one wish come true

I'd make sure I wished for you.

To love and to hold every day

to hear sweet things you'd always say

to know you loved me,

and would never let me go.

Because with each day,

our love would grow.

Vibecka© 1985

Cold and Barred

Sunlight stains the frozen form

Trap doors are open

the evils are born

He tunnels away through the walls

but is slashed down in spite.

Programmed by propaganda

but he knows he's in the right

Hopes link end on end

to form a heavy chain

A morally infested hand

Destructively twists his brain.

The scream is muted

only by firey light

that melts the bonds

and deadens the fright.

1985

I was sitting at my window sill

watching the snow

drifting higher and higher

and my thoughts drifted deeper and deeper.

For a half life I saw

a life pass.

I was that piece ofcrystalized water

on the pile in the corner

I blew around lifelessly for a short while

and then melted into nothingness

as my life ended.

I blinked once

and the snow was gone

I thought I had sat through life

I felt my heart beat

faint and faraway

I felt hopelessly weak

and unable to survive.

A whole life had passed in front of my eyes

the life of a snowflake.

As I blinked once more

the snow was back again

my blurred eyes took in it all

and so I sat there

for the rest of my day

and watched with great interest

the tiny snowflake

on my window sill

as it slowly melted away.

Inside I felt a pain of a sharp heart beat

I closed my eyes and cried.

Vibecka ©1985

At what moment did it cease to be?

What day stole my childhood from me?

I can't touch now what I knew so long

What happened to that youthful song?

Playing with blocks and reading books,

have vanished amidst a hazy hue of dust and memories piled high,

that touch a rainbow in the sky.

Toothless smiles and messy hair have flown away to somewhere,

along with freckles and battered knees.

They were blown afar with a breeze.

Where am I now I cannot say, 'cept distant from my yesterday.

Yet, not quite there on future paths questioning what tomorrow has.

Searching for answers that might not be or perhaps I will fail to see.

I ask new questions all the time but the answers I can never find.

It seems I let Time fly on til tomorrow, today is gone.

Then I look back far and see the answers which now puzzle me.

And I shall look to future days and still encounter that wispy haze

of dreams that lie in eternity,

that grew in the child that was once me.

Vibecka© 1984