Poetry

I don’t claim to be any great poet or have wild ambitions in that field. But from time to time I feel a calling to put some of my thoughts and experiences into words. I enjoy it immensely myself, and if you’re lucky you might get something from it too. Feedback is more than welcome.

2021

falsk forår (6.5.21)

2008

waiting, watching (23.6.8)

you abide (20.5.8)

2007

par excellence (2.12.7)

the poet (4.10.7)

on your own (10.8.7)

happiness (25.5.7)

san andreas (16.3.7)

where do dreams go to die (2005, 2007)

evig sommer (7.2.7)

2006

impossible (18.11.6)

above the clouds (2.11.6)

sidste sommerdag (25.9.6)

love you higher (18.9.6)

sailing (8.8.6)

reaching (27.5.6)

2005

fuel stop KL (22.12.5)

raison d’être (12.10.5)

my unicorn (1.7.5)

jævndøgn (5.3.5)

2004

disillusion (5.12.4)

mirror (28.11.4)

autumn leaves (31.10.4)

wroclaw (8.8.4)

sunset (29.7.4)

mean time (12.5.4)

det tørre land (18.4.4)

salève (29.3.4)

home (4.1.4)

2003

novembernat (16.11.3)

der var engang (7.11.3)

forbudt kærlighed (29.10.3)

socialt ansvar (1.10.3)

dagen (27.5.3)

regn (28.4.3)

hviler i mig selv (4.4.3)

forårsdepression (3.3)

descend into the haze (18.1.3)

city breeze (9.1.3)

2002

frostfantasi (6.11.2)