Driftwood on the sea of life
floating with currents and winds
ups and downs cycling waves
now let me rest on the beach
reflect before next storm
Planning is everything, plans are useless. Ha de Gött!
Mysterious in the evening sky
reflecting the light of day
scar faced towards the sun
eternal dance earth sun and moon
It’s okay to howl, ha de Gött!
Look through the cracks
on the other side can be
a guide to your better self
Aim for your best but be yourself, ha de Gött!
Relentlessly grinding
Relentlessly standing firm
Relentless dance of the elements
knock you
rock you
relentlessly relentless
Join the dance, ha de Gött!
Walk over glimmering red
cobblestone field
edges rounded
by ice and water
towards the valley of light
see what’s at the other end
Watch your steps, ha de Gött!
Silently appearing from behind the scene
good speed in the early morning breeze
confidently steer onto the open sea
sail away to what else to see
It’s never to late to set sail onto the future, ha de Gött!
Sun kissed red granite rock, smooth and warm in the early summer evening.
Waves softly splashing their eternal soft lullaby, only broken by a jealous seagull scream.
Wind hushes your turmoil of thoughts to gentle stillness like a mothers soft humming.
Yes, it’s true, best things in life are free. Ha de Gött!
The world is my oyster
oyster is my world
gasping more more more
empty hollow shell
beached on display
pearl at pearly gate
Don’t throw pearls at swines, ha de Gött!
Spider king size bed
soft and cozy
rocked by the wind
Don’t let the bed bugs bite, ha de Gött!
Agitated voices, through the shut door
breaking glass, screaming and shouting
the ever cramping lump, in the stomach
pressing the pillow, hard over the ears
rejected and alone, holding a brothers hand
need
mothers warm embrace, saying it’s okay
caresses with hand over forehead
smelling of fresh baked, cinnamon buns
warm smile, under horn-rimmed glasses
humming a soft toned, lullaby
Today is Mothers Day in Sweden. This is to all mothers struggling to be there for her children. Ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 