
autumn in the meadow
shade from oak, and linden tree
what hides there, in the dark
fairies and trolls, can’t you see
at night they dance, to mark
autumn in the meadow
Let your imagination run wild, ha de Gött!


autumn in the meadow
shade from oak, and linden tree
what hides there, in the dark
fairies and trolls, can’t you see
at night they dance, to mark
autumn in the meadow
Let your imagination run wild, ha de Gött!


Four corners, frame the world
Angle is right, wait for the light
Moment is there, snap
Stay with the light, ha de Gött!


Cold November rain
bashing windows
horizontally
darkness eating light
from headlights
essentially
nature going to rest
slowing down
eventually
cocooning for winter
close together
family
Take care of your family, reach out to those who has non. Ha de Gött!


Wonder where the rest of that hawser is? Somewhere out on the seven seas. In storms and lull. Does it know that it left a bit of itself on the dock?
Did a sailor tosse it overboard? Broken and rejected at the bottom of ‘le grand blue’. Hiding place for Barracudas and Mermaids.
Not all questions will get an answer, ha de Gött!


Around the bend
in the flowing light
a place to mend
in the shadows
a place where things will end
Around the turn of the road
in the bright shining sun
a smile to carry my load
in the shade of falling leaves
is the universe waiting to implode
Stay the course, there’s no turning back. Ha de Gött!


awkward situations, eyes moving like pinballs
discomfort, bubbling laughter in the elevator
mystery, who done it
some countries has melodies playing
to drown the rear end fanfare
stealth smelling or loud like thunder
don’t say the words, blush and giggle
don’t keep it in, let it all out
you must, it’s a law of nature
Don’t be shy, let the trumpet sound, ha de Gött!


What is not to love
with autumn
a crescendo of color
from warm to cold
green grass covered in frost
from lull to storm
birds in formation
navigator set to south
nature smells
of settling down
Life is a cycle, ride on. Ha de Gött!


She stands there on the tiny rock. Firmly against all roaring winds and crashing waves. Calmly she blink with her green eye. Safe passage to still waters.
How I wish to be like her in the modern world. Every minute we are flushed over by impressions and alarming news. Curled up in that comfy armchair. An embrace to land in.
Oktober 10 is world mental health day. Make a difference. Smile, say hello to a friend or a stranger, ha de Gött!


Rays of light sipping through the thick foliage of the Oak and Linden trees.
Ancient rocks covered with soft green moss. Shaped and tossed around by the inland ice, or perhaps by the giant trolls sleeping their thousand year sleep in the hidden caves.
Leaf rustle around my feet as I slowly walk over the old stone fence.
Around me the acorns drop to the ground, or is it the squirrel throwing trying to hit me, tries to scare me off.
The forest is full of mystery, just stop and listen, imagine. Ha de Gött!


One man’s sunset is another man’s sunrise. Twenty four, three hundred and sixty five. Countless spinns, on and on. We are but a blink in eternity.
Carpe diem, ha de Gött!