
Low tide uncover a whole new world, ha de Gött!


Low tide uncover a whole new world, ha de Gött!


Pondering at the pond let the thoughts purl by a creek story snow white synapses bouncing in my skull a line of sense meandering stream across the land mindful deliberation crackles from the ice while the sun struggles to get over the tree line
Keep calm and contemplate, ha de Gött!


Locked in the loo wondering what to do have to admit situation is shit will this end well panicking smell do another squeeze climb the window please how could this be snapped lock'n'key becoming laughing stock janitor call to unlock discreetly with chill noisy chisel and drill curses to unblock that stubborn lock
Sometimes you’ll have to face your worst fear, ha de Gött!


Void what it means now I know in my heart a chamber unused mistakes you never make trips you never take songs you never write in my mind no synapses take that route a child so bright a father failed to protect thoughts circling orb keep me awake at night now I know what it means Void
Some boxes are best unopened, ha de Gött!


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!


why was it
he invented dynamite
and then
in regret instigated a prize
for literature and peace
how could he forget
to name a prize
for Christmas present rhyme
Some things are just prize less, ha de Gött!


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.


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!


Doors possibilities corridor risk to be taken choose wisely the one to open shut in the face lock and key take a closer look unknown unlock don't be a knob handle with care hinge the heart wide open
Walk right in, ha de Gött!


Bent, but never broken
a tug of war
with the fierce
south west winds
Bent, but never broken
a seek to sky
branch by branch
in springtime sun
Bent, but never broken
a year to year
annual rings
wind shaped Bonsai
Stand tall, ha de Gött!