Thursday, October 2, 2014


one giant leap
one small footprint
not much to show where we have trod

steps up and down
circles around
always turning

getting closer
walking away
pushing forward
wanting to stay

one step
two step

jump up
walk down
turn to the side
sit down

for now we are here to stay

© Leonora Sophie

Sunday, June 8, 2014


Leaning over into my field of dreams
My mind is propelled into another world
Where the land is firm
My mind more sturdy
My vision seems unpaired

Tiptoeing across paving stones
Over the lake of my life
I'm prancing, gliding, floating, flying
Being chased by something new

The scent of freshness
The smell of flowers
Launching me into every new hour
Crossing terrains anew

I'm happy
I'm me
Jolly, jovial and free
Don't stir
Don't wake me please.

© Leonora Sophie


We're born
We're raised
We kill
We daze
We never mind how we behave

We watch
We wonder
We sit and stare
We push and shove
We growl and glare

We talk
We boast
We raise glasses
And toast

We work
We earn
We play

We eat
Admit defeat?
We conquer too
We'll talk about ourselves
Until we are blue

We shout
We act
We claim to know all the facts
How much of this is true?

We build houses
We have families
We can have it all too
What happens next

When we becomes just you?

© Leonora Sophie

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Bucolic Life

I tiptoed past,
Shocked at my former state.
This alternative lifestyle,
Living on the edge,
Lacking balance,
Showing no sense
No care for others,
No recompense
Just busy city living
No foresight, hence

I took a leap
Into the bucolic
Leaving the grey for the green.
Fields open,
Welcome me.

No, I don't miss what's gone,
Not looking at the potential
For what is coming along.
Forces of hope, heart and power

Ahead only giant strides,
Synergy of strength abides.

© Leonora Sophie

Wednesday, June 26, 2013


children possessed
fighting screaming
children unrest

material yearn
selfish turn

forced to listen
teachers preaching

crying until
mums take them home

© Leonora Sophie

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Answers for our forest

We all want answers -
Our forests are in a mess

Leaders lie
Loggers try
To escape the truth

It's too complex
To learn in class
It's too easy to ignore

But follow the tracks
They  cover up more and more and more

Still complex are the lies
I'm on the edge of my seat
Pale and frail wondering if we will ever win

Can we close all the files and win our case
Stop the gases and the anger burning within?

© Leonora Sophie

Monday, February 18, 2013


Breathing in
Sucking out

There's nothing about this place
That makes me want to shout about
And feeling

Every day ends staring at the ceiling,
Counting the cars I hear
Never stopping
Always going

Somewhere to be
Always doing
Keeping busy
Forgetting to breathe,
Feel relief
Or even remembering just what it was.

© Leonora Sophie