• Likeness

    I chose life, and left you behind,
    There is more to life, than just us,
    I looked at the sky and gained hope.
    No one is too special, nor too similar,
    Everyone is unique,
    With just enough unlikeness within.

    I chose life, and held it by the hand,
    I embraced my present, happily,
    I accepted the flaws that make me,
    I welcomed those that understood,
    Everyone is unique,
    With just enough unlikeness within.

    I chose life, and out poured the love,
    I became empowered to take charge,
    To be more than words can convey,
    To live without any restraint,
    Everyone is unique,
    With just enough unlikeness within.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 29 februari 2016.

  • Dream

    I dream of walking on stones,
    barefoot; it is rough, yet smooth,
    It brings me comfort
    To think of something so,
    It is strong, and secure,
    What more could one want?
    As I walk along, I see the horizon,
    Dreams are closer than you think

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 5 augusti 2014 vid Vallda Sandö.

  • Oblivious

    She didn’t mean to do it,
    Running, panting, looking
    For a reason to turn back,
    And find home, at last!
    No one looked for her,
    No one noticed her.
    She now walked freely,
    No screams, no violence.
    No signs of hate or remorse,
    No signs of criticism.
    The sun was about to set,
    She happily looked ahead.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 25 oktober 2013.

  • Resistance

    I was awakened by the dream tonight,
    I walked off the ledge and into the light,
    As I fell I thought of the rhyme,
    “Tonight” and “light”, a different time.
    Complete opposites, yet complementary,
    One has to exist within, supplementary,
    A full casted shadow during the day,
    The moon during the night, now replay,
    As I swim in the ocean, I am resistance,
    I fight the waves, all in an instance,
    I am suddenly on the highest peak,
    I am in control, resistance, it is unique.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 22 mars 2014 vid Biskopshagen.

  • Gone

    Contemplation never got me anywhere
    I am stranded on my own emotions; there
    See where it left me; sitting, wishing,
    Above all, I am left mostly thinking
    I look up at the broad sky at night
    It always leaves me without light
    And as I look up on the sky, the stars
    They are the past, I am left with scars
    I see ourselves like these stars at dawn
    Impossible, unreachable, at last gone.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 31 januari 2014 vid Skärhamn, Tjörn.

  • Existence

    It is like a rose,
    That pierces the skin to the touch
    Arousing one sense,
    Infuriating the others; back to rest

    It is like an emotion,
    You can’t simply grasp it eternally
    Nevertheless, a sentiment,
    That will surely never be forgotten

    It is like a treasure,
    That is engulfed in abstract riches
    It is never enough,
    A swift pass, leaving solitary traces

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades den 11 november 2013 vid Poiso, Maderia.

  • I’ll rise

    You can tear my walls down,
    You can shred every curtain,
    You can shatter every window,
    It will shine light in the unlit room.

    You can despise my actions,
    You can criticize me with disdain,
    You can persist attempts to halt me,
    With conscious volition I’ll rise.

    You heard me approaching,
    Does my presence offend you?
    Why can’t we just get along?
    You won’t tear me down, I’ll rise.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades vid Ösjön, Dalarna den 16 oktober 2013.

  • Can Anybody Hear Him?

    He gave up on all last night,
    It was more than he could bare
    The pain was splashed on the floor
    It was translucent, no tracks.
    These are the easiest to hide
    Scars so deep, it’s impregnated.
    As he walks along, a smile,
    The infamous facade that strikes.
    No one will feel, what is nibbling,
    Slowly eating out his emotions.
    In the wide open vast that engulfs,
    Who will hear his clamor for help?

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades vid Pilkalampinoppi den 9 september 2013.

  • Echo

    I thought about you last night,
    Your presence was invited,
    I longed to see you, a moment,
    Patiently, it never came.
    If I had appreciated you,
    The times I could call out;
    Your name was memorable
    The way it slowly trickled,
    Like a small, swift river.
    From my tongue I speak,
    I ask for another chance
    To hear your voice, echo.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades vid Nedre Virken, Åtvidaberg den 29 september 2013.

  • Ocean

    I am sorry for all the times
    We never found hope,
    You and I were to blame
    For all the selfish nights,
    We dare not go on,
    Waves continue to flow,
    The ocean carries along.
    Today it is the Pacific,
    Tomorrow the Atlantic,
    It mends, just like my soul.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden föreställer en av sandbankarna vid Klarälven, strax utanför Karlstad. Flygfotograferad den 2 augusti 2013.

  • Paradise

    I have been in paradise,
    The so called green grass
    The many hues of the river
    The everlasting smell of pine

    The natural deodorizers
    The flower’s fragrance
    They all have impacted
    Every pore in my being

    They may seize to exist
    A product of negligence
    Let them endure entirely
    In a perpetual existence

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad vid Koppångens Naturreservat, Dalarna den 1 juli 2013.

  • The Dance

    Her choreography is impeccable,
    Her beauty is anything but absent,
    The fragrance of her being is inevitable,
    Her heart’s content state leaks through her pores
    As she moves a different direction
    She does not miss a single beat along the way
    As she approaches me, she immediately shines
    And at anacrusis begins a new dance.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad den 9 maj 2013 vid ett besök vid Adelsnäs, Åtvidaberg.

  • Eternity

    Please stay with me
    Make this moment last
    God made eternity
    As a door that both
    You and I can pursue
    Don’t leave me here
    Pondering what happiness
    May be, when you were
    The one that completed
    That beautiful essence
    Of a true friendship
    Stay another moment,
    Don’t go now, not later.
    Stay, and prosper.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad den 31 mars 2013 vid Santa Cruz, Madeira.

  • Knights

    I think about it all the time
    This morning I pondered it all,
    The afternoon brought
    no visible consolation.
    As I sit and look up,
    The moon overlooks the dark,
    Like a lifeless knight.
    Desperation overwhelms me
    There is no obvious answer
    For what is keeping me up
    Tonight, and tomorrow’s night
    Throughout the lonely nights.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad den 18 mars 2013 vid Klippan, Göteborg.

  • In Ice

    Hallie are you okay, are you okay Hallie?
    The way you smile, a different complexion,
    You once glowed, an honest disposition,
    A criminal once came, and stole your heart,
    Ran away into the night, I can see it in art,
    Hallie are you okay, are you okay Hallie?
    You grew apart, and now can’t figure out,
    You have buried it all, in ice to melt it out,
    Let me be that flame, that will melt that seed,
    To flourish your love, I’ll passionately lead

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad på Fotö den 4 mars 2013. Se fler bilder från Fotö som publicerats på bloggen.