Poems, feelings, a couple that just belong together.

Since my childhood I am interested in poetry and in my heart it was bubbling, to bring their own on paper. Own feelings, to grasp their own impressions into words. That's what I've always wanted.

My first poem I wrote at the tender age of 12. Unfortunately, it was lost in the jungle of the "paper war" and until now never be seen again.

Whether it was a story, poem or simply irrelevant lines, no leaf was safe from me. If others in my age are having fun in the disco, I prefer sitting by a stream or in nature and takes my thoughts into words and was so absorbed that I forgot everything around me.

The very first impulse I got from my grandfather, who told me self-conceived stories and rhymes, and so caught my imagination

In later life it were my children who benefited. Often, no, almost always, I told a story before they fall asleep or rhymed little verses with them.

At some point, I do not remember when, I started to put my feelings in rhyme on paper. Sometimes it just gushes out and then I hope for a pin on a sheet of paper, to keep it down. What I have noted you can see here. It is a fraction of what I have written down.