I have been thinking about how to be a poet for some time (10 years) and how to best write words down on paper in a nice and dynamic way.

I have always enjoyed to step back and watch the world around me to see how people react and how we treat each other in public, I guess that makes me feel alive and that I like to challange my nervous system by looking at things in reality.
The more I watch and observe the more I need to see, not trying to fully understand just to see and to think about what I have seen.

The other day riding my bike  I saw an old man dressed in slacks and a tucked in shirt wearing a big hat with an even bigger white pulsating(beacuse of the mans walk) feather attached to it, I was not the only one checking the man out.
A dog ran towards him and as the dog passed the old man it turned its head in an almost  human fashion looking at the old man with a face that held both suprise and a splash of fear. (the dog looked like the simpson dog, thin legs and happy-go-lucky eyes)
That made me smile but after a while I realized that the dog must have thought it was some sort of food or a threat sitting on the old mans head beacuse of the animal likness and movement of the feather.

Later that day I sat down in one of the local parks and next to me a big argument broke out between the police and a group of african men, the police was demanding to see their papers etc.The verbal fight escolated and attracted more Africans comming out of the bushes and from other corners of the park, the police wore big leather gloves and talked softly with a bodylanguage that said we are not moving.
One afromale started shouting -Im an alcoholica please help me please help me,and he got down on his knees in an ironic way smiling to spite  a female officer who by now looked a bit pissed off.
I went in to my own thoughts thinking of citylife and communications and after 25 minutes the argument was over and the group dissolved and they all went their own way, the sun was beginning to set and I guess they all went home to sleep.

Maybe I also should be a photographer.