Deep, deep through my soul,
the sound of a falling stone
There is a big empty hole,
around and always alone

On and inside my boiling head,
the heat of a burning mind
To catch thoughts, alive or dead,
don’t know and what am I to find

© Björn Blomqvist 2018-12-18

Snurra hjulet, titta ned 
Känn vinden, bromsa upp 
Ropa högt, lyssna in 
Fånga stunden, pusta ut 

Spring för livet, kasta loss 
Hämta andan, greppa tag 
Rensa tankar, samla kraft 
Hitta tillbaka, alldeles tom 

© Björn Blomqvist 2018-12-04

I tried to find poetic lines,

that bouncing against a black wall

of unbreakable bricks

I tried to capture feelings,

that fall into an open sea

of sunken love

I tried to say words,

that rise to a sky

of untouched clouds

© Björn Blomqvist 2018-10-16

I did not, would I?

I wanted it, but…

…an inner voice said that

Thank you very much,

thanks…

…for everything

A cold farewell,

nothing more

© Björn Blomqvist 2018-08-04