Like Robinson, alone
On a desolate island
Waiting, longing for
Friday
Live now, ha de Gött!
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Islands
Archive for ‘Poetry’
Hieroglyphs
Secret message written on the rock. A message from mother nature to take better care of her. Like spoiled children we ask for more, more, more. But she is blue, the only one in the solar system.
Reduce, reuse, recycle, ha de Gött!
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Moss
Walking in the soft green moss with the rustling leafs from last year around my feet. In the old culture landscape where nature slowly reclaims its territory in a wild softness. The bird song cacophony, warns of the one eyed intruder disturbing the mating calls.
Go green, ha de Gött!
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Magic
It was just one of those nights. The still but cold spring evening. Bird song that filled the air. So silent that you can hear the buds pop and the grass grow. Sun kissing the tree tops in a gentle caution to the coming night cold. Stillness, just stillness.
Cherish the moment, ha de Gött!
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Rise
Rise up and shine
Show off your might
Prance in the mirror
Hang on for the spinn
The spinn of time
Just wasting time, ha de Gött!
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Still
Sometimes it is just still, even if you’re not sure what is up or down.
The island Killingen in Sannäsfjorden a sunny day in March. Ripples on the surface caused by me sitting on the floating bridge.
Blue can be fantastic, ha de Gött!
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Stone Fist
Jokes and puns, they had
Rock hard punch line
Debate words, delivered with
Rock hard punch line
Leg it, outrun the long
Rock hard punch line
Lover, not a fighter, ha de Gött!
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Today
Thought I wouldn’t put up a blog today
Didn’t really have anything to say
It would be silent as a log
Today on my little blog
But words kept poppin’ out, okay
So here it is anyway
Just do it, ha de Gött!
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Two moons
We can fly high in the sky, all the way to the moon.
Yet we are sinking, way deep into the mud.
Be a lifeboat, ha de Gött!
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Sky drama
The navigation mark ‘Ulsholms Kalv’ in sunset. After a day with an absolutely clear sky these dramatic clouds appeared.
Sun in place like a whole note on the staff . Birds sing out the last tune of the evening. All is lined up for the evening drama.
(I hope I got the music terms correct. Whole note is according to Wikipedia, American English and the British English term is semibreve.)
Stay in line, ha de Gött!
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