Notes From The Garden

Memories, Observations & Discoveries

Driven by curiosity and built on purpose, this is where bold thinking meets thoughtful execution.

Let’s create something meaningful together…

Nie mam spokoju.
Nie mam ciszy.

An Hedonia we mnie
warczy, syczy.

Al Koholik
koi i milczy.

Art Ysta
nie tworzy — kwiczy.

~KBM

Innocence Lost

I can't recognize myself
in the picture my mother sent.

I can't comprehend
the innocence I've lost...

I need to regain
my character.

~KBM

Athena

I dreamed of an owl
with only one wing.

I was sitting in a tree
with a pillow and my dog.

The owl flew to us
and covered us
with her only wing.

I hadn't felt
so safe in a long time.

But it was only a dream...

~KBM

Under the Umbrella

I hide from the world
under the umbrella
of my chosen family.

Outside,

the cruelty of others
keeps falling.

~KBM

Do świata

Straciłam serce
do świata,

gdzie prawda
rozmywa się w fałszu.

Straciłam wiarę,

że będzie
między ludźmi lepiej.

Tak.

To wszystko straciłam.

Bo wiele już widziałam.

I trochę przeżyłam.

~KBM

Upór

W tym życiu

dostałam po głowie
już niejeden raz.

Z wiekiem
coraz bardziej
boję się.

A jednak

nadal się stawiam.

Jak wesz na grzebieniu.

~KBM

Consensus

Some claim I'm simply stupid.
Some claim I'm intuitive.

No one claims I'm cagy.

Not even me.

~KBM

Wild surfing

I'm sliding across the waves

I never meant to ride...

The wind never sought my consent.

The sea never asked my name.

Still, each crest lifts me,

each fall teaches another balance.

Some shores disappear

before I know they existed.

Some horizons arrive

without invitation.

Perhaps life has always known

that the wildest waves

are the ones

that find us first.

~KBM

A lone surfer paddles toward a rising ocean swell under soft evening light, illustrating the visual poem "Wild Surfing" about life's unexpected currents.

Siblings

San Diego.
Tijuana.
Brother and sister,
divided by those
who remember
their differences
better than their past.

~KBM

Aporia


Either I'll make it through this, or I won't...

~KBM

Arrangement

They found the place together.
Two tree hollows became home.
They raised their young.
She lay with the chicks
and flew away.

Never return.


He claims their hollows to this day,
allowing no other bird to settle.


No arguments.


Woodpeckers.

~KBM

Detailed wildlife portrait of a woodpecker exploring an aged tree trunk filled with natural textures and cavities

Ptacy i ludzie

Słońce zaszło.

Ptacy ucichli.

Człowiek mówił dalej.

~KBM

Our TimeSpace

Binary pulses

govern our chances

~KBM

Flies

 

I watch them

dancing in the sunset

 

like synchronized jazz

 

~KBM

SEO

They reach out.

Call

Text.

E-mail.

You need to be optimized.

We know your KEYWORDS!

Really?

~KBM

Three books

She is earth that trembles,

magma under her skin.

He is sand under a white sun,

heat in discipline.

Persian fire.

Japanese silence.

Two books.

One marriage.

Behind a friend—

Polish romantic fool…

~ KBM

Butterflies

Regrets are like butterflies

They settle

where you do not move

They mistake

patience for permission

Black wings

are only weight

Stillness feeds them

~ KBM

AGORA

Insta

Facebook

TikTok

in my head…

Where to hide?

A closet.

A barrel.

~ KBM

Our Dimension


Six planets aligned.
Moon — almost full.
00:00.
The light returns.

~ KBM

Riddle

 

Philosophy.
Sociology.
Psychology.
Logic.
Art.

Between them —
who am I?

~ KBM

Arden

Zapragnęłam Arden,
jak tylko je ujrzałam.
Spełnienie snów –
stanęło przede mną,
zmaterializowane.

Zobaczyłam tam siebie,
w zwiewnej sukni na ganku,
na zawsze osiadłą.

Piękny dom
w głębokim ustroniu,
w objęciach gór.

A wokół – ogród,
cudacznie porośnięty
gajem dębów
i palm żywych.

Tam wolne gęsi,
kaczki,
kury…

Zakochałam się od razu.

Poczułam –
to rancho
z mych najskrytszych marzeń!

Gdy się ocknęłam
ze snu tkanego na jawie,
nie mogłam pojąć,
jak cudowne fatamorgany
roztacza
moja chora głowa…

Bo widziałam to wszystko
ubrane w mickiewiczowskie
rymy i słowa.

Załkałam:
Heleno!
Podziel się ze mną
swym Arden…

~ KBM