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Writer of sorts with a soft spot for Photo. Writes about life and what comes into my mind.
Fly off

Fly off

flying off like an old seagull
blazed in a storm wind
the old year disapears
leaves nothing but 
memories of our ups and downs 
our crashing in the time's 
ever forward moving windshield 
left knocked down on the road 
should we stay down
or rise like a bird Phoenix 
dust off, spread dishevelled wings
turn to the winds and soar
soar in the bright lights
of the oncoming future

Hope 2023 will be a good year but, to quote a Nobel Prize winner, the answer my friend is blowing in the wind. Ha de Gött!

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Top 10

Top 10

The year 2022 comes to an end and it’s time to reflect. I took a look back on my photography during 2022 and tried to pick out my 10 favourite photos. I wish that thought would self destruct after 10 seconds as it was a bit of Mission Impossible. Struggling with the imposter syndrome and the falling in love with some of the pictures. I managed to pick 10 out and here they are in a slide show. Hope you like it.

I wish you all a very Happy New Year. In Swedish Gott Nytt År, ha de Gött!

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Christmas spirit

Christmas spirit

cringed rhyme on a package
oversized shopping mall Santa ho, ho, hoo
sleigh bells and jingles
wailed to pieces White Christmas 
blasting from cracked speaker membrane
frantic blipping red hot gold cards
twinkling blank eyes, pulling arms
perfect Disney tree in Hong Kong plastic
coloured balls and flashing lights
hurry hurry get some more
you better buy for goodness sake
keep those wheels turning
get in that Christmas spirit

It’s a holiday, not a contest, ha de Gött Christmas.

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The tree

The tree

The forester planted a seed and it sprung from the ground. He was pleased and nurtured the plant. Watched as it grew, shooting branches with foliage so green. He was widely praised for this beautiful tree and its fast growth. Pleased he sat down to closely watch over his tree.

Slowly the colours changed. Deep healthy green faded in to yellow and red. The forester franticly ran with buckets of water and fertilizer to bring back the green. Branches started to come off so he started to trim them to save what was healthy. All he could hear was dissatisfied grunts.

Slowly the tree withered and died. With heavy heart and tears in his eyes he walked away. Fingers pointing in discontent. On top of the hill he turned around to see. To see what was left of his tree. The dense forest around blocked his view. Blocking the sun rays.

Stay focused but don’t forget to look up, ha de Gött!

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