dressed in white
waiting for spring
for a kiss of green
The one who plant a tree has never lived in vain, ha de Gött!
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Frosted Birch
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ullehaddock
Writer of sorts with a soft spot for Photo. Writes about life and what comes into my mind.
Red shed
Little lonely shed
backlit and red
on a cliff in the cold
what stories has been told
over fireplace glowing bed
True or false, a story is a story best told. Ha de Gött!
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Ferry
The river ferry arrives, Göteborg Sweden.
Got to rush, ha de Gött!
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Twilight zone
childhood memories in a vivid blur
strong emotions creep up on you
what went down but not the end
gnawing in your chest with unease
an arrow cleaves your dream
in an endless corridor of slamming doors
wake you up in cold wet sweat
twilight zone between now and then
Sweet dreams, ha de Gött!
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Gold
I struck gold!
The proof that Mother Nature rewards patience, and proper clothing. It was a cloudy and ice cold day but still not complete overcast. With promising rifts of light I set out in the cold hoping for some magic light. As the sun was setting it suddenly lit up the red granite cliff, for just a few minutes.
I struck gold!
All that glitters is not gold, ha de Gött!
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Frozen Waterfall
After a cold winter the waterfall has frozen and been covered with snow.
It’s good to sometimes cool down and stop, ha de Gött!
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Sunsets
This winter has so far been unusually cold but I don’t mind. Winter has also offered some amazing light and sunsets. I’ve equipped myself with spike shoes. A flashlight that I can put on my head, a head-light. All to be able to walk safely in the dark and icy terrain.
Check out my Instagram for more sunset photos.
Do take risks but safety first, ha de Gött!
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Beach day
I went to the beach today.
Too many layers of clothes to take off.
So I did not go for a swim.
What’s cold or warm is up to you, ha de Gött!
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What if
What if
Jesus rode in today
would it be on a
a noisy chopper bike
in a bikers leather west
white halo helmet
or
an electric scooter
letting the long hair
fly in the wind
-
would it be
blast through the doors
of the shopping mall
in the escalator declare
our sins with bombastic words
or
sitting down by the hobo
look with tears in eye at
the steel and glass temple of banks
You can’t bring anything when you finally go, ha de Gött!
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Stillness
Have a great weekend, ha de Gött!
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UlleHaddock 