I wonder what to write
often this inner fight
should I write a quote
or an ode to a leaking boat
brighten up my life
an poem of love to my wife
full of speed a sonnet
and stick it to my bonnet
Sail away on a sea of words, ha de Gött!
Colourless in the snow
The dead oak tree
Refusing to fall
Resilient and beautiful
Stretching branches to the universe
A fading memory
Ha de Gött!
roaring in dark skies on chariots from north roams the night biting frost and cold King Frost allied with the sun carried by bird song shyly takes the day gentle warmth and light Princess Spring melts winter away
There is time for everything and there is a time for everything, ha de Gött!
A feeling of despair creeps up
all was done according to standard procedure
don’t give up yet, start over and over until
you make that dreaded call
after eons of signals a barely audible voice
guttural murmur at the other end and a long sigh followed by
What can I help you with?
frustrated sizzling between teeth explain, repeat, explain, repeat
then the question, THE QUESTION!
drops a red blanket like a matador in front of your dimmed eyes
Did you reboot?
mustering all strength to be polite state in a forced exhale
Ten times, ten **** times
another long sigh and a bored murmur
Hang on I’ll consult a colleague
another eon of your non existing time passes while contemplating
what should go out the window, you or that useless piece of equipment
the murmuring voice on the phone finally comes back
You did say you did reboot, right?
a rushing sound in your head that portends
that a fuse is about to blow you hear
Sorry, can’t help you but we’ll send a tech…… Next week
drained of all energy, defeated, beaten, out for the count
as you leave in tears you hear behind you
the machine miraculously coming alive
you go back only to see your, pale and hollowed eyed long lost colleagues
emerging like zombies from the dark corners of the room
gather around with grin like hyenas moaning
My printouts, my precious printouts
Inspired by my sons encounter with the printer room. Ha de Gött!
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A picture says more than a thousand words, ha de Gött!
Tram passing Church of Annedal reflecting in a pond at Slottskogen, Göteborg. A scene of stillness in the busy city alarm.
Keep calm and ride on, ha de Gött!
On a slippery slope
left hanging still
until morning drop
When life stops, dare to let go. Ha de Gött!
He could feel something beside him. Just that notion of movement that for a split second sent a chill down his spine. Instinctively he turned to see. With a gasp and a stumbling step back he realised he was staring onto his worst fear. The chill from his spine spread like a spiders web over his back. His heart skipped a few beats before it starting to pump harder. The tongue went dry and started to swell as his mouth opened so wide that the chin almost hit the floor. A long drop as he was a tall person.
Staring back at him with open mouth was and old man. Bald with bushy eyebrows and thick hair coming out of the nostrils and ears. Wrinkles like canyons covered the pale reddish skin. A bit of contradiction he found himself to think. He froze staring at the scary image of a crocked back trying to lean back. The chill had turned into a dripping sweat when he heard his wife’s voice in a hazy distance. Forcing himself to snap out of the shock he managed to squeeze out a “huh”.
Now he could clearly hear his wife telling him in a loud voice to stop prance about in front of the mirror!
Age with grace, ha de Gött!
Naked tree refuses to fall.
Ha de Gött!
It’s February and nature awaits the coming of spring.
Any day now birds will start to sing.
Good things come to those who waits, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 