The sheep’s giving a performance for us during our evening walk. A manifestation of life. The best pieces you have to reach for but, also that it’s easier to reach your goals with collaboration.
Lend that helping hand and grab on to the one offered, ha de Gött!
Side by side in perfect harmony.
B-flat, ha de Gött!
Walk into the sunset of the great wide open.
Let the fresh chilly evening air fill your lungs.
Allow mother nature to rock you in the moment.
Take care of those moments, ha de Gött!
Now once again I find myself
in this terrible predicament
a weight of the world
on my sloping shoulders
pulse banging hard and fast
shivering breath and pearls of sweat
three times of every year
this cycle of horrific fear
one of the those repeating event
I need to find my wife a present
One down, two to go. Ha de Gött!
Things around falling apart everything looks bleak and dark when outlook is crashing down giants eats the light around don't worry, everything will be fine I'll just put the kettle on
Tea fixes everything, 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!
Rhythmic steel chime
like a lullaby of
longing
home and away
Life’s a journey, ride on. 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!
On a slippery slope
left hanging still
until morning drop
When life stops, dare to let go. Ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 