Kicked around, goal, netted, offside.
Laughter, cries, joy, celebration.
Desire of twenty-two, referee, cheering crowd.
Trimmed lawn, sidelines, corner shot.
Still, locked in, forgotten, rotten.
Round the ball is, ha de Gött!
play mates forest and water swirling down the hill in an whimsical stop and go water push trough forests attempts to hold back its friend float along branch and stick see where it goes to the noisy roaring ocean wind freeze a moment in cold north wind rippling to birds accompaniment and treetops whooshing till we meet again
Stay in the moment, ha de Gött!
Lonely fisherman sailing out to sea
Navigating shallow waters, inserts and island
Cliffs scraped naked by wind, not a single tree
Confidently steers along coast and strand
True and simple, a way to be
Life is a voyage, navigate with caution, ha de Gött!
Waiting for the playful spring winds
sail away to the soft thawing soil
kissed by the innocent April sun
sprout out tall bright and green
eaten by a hungry cow, shit!
Green, green grass of home, ha de Gött!
There was a warm light breeze
I sat there thinking
why good times never, last a bit longer
the fish had gone
taken an afternoon nap
sleeping it off, in the soft bottom clay
sail past me, silently
in the soft summer wind
the last day, of summer
Best things in life are free, ha de Gött!
Try something clever to write, to the point.
But imagination was lost, frozen.
Ha de Gött!
Barbwire covered in snow
Like cold facts, tucked in cotton
Still hurts, even if, you can’t see it
Takes thick skin to drive change, ha de Gött!
They said I was getting too hot, blowing my fuses
Don’t make such fuzz, just go with the buzz
All winter sleep it off, hibernate
I was getting worked up, would not take more abuses
Fake news, just a bunch of lies to uz
There’s no winter, I will debate
Challenge, but don’t be foolish, ha de Gött!
Never give in or budge. Go to the top.
Can’t beat them, join them. Move or get passed over.
Solid as a rock. Firmly stand ground.
Now linked together as one. Still stand when you fall.
Up or down, all is intertwined, ha de Gött!
Want it, got to have it!
That young hot wife to drive off with, in that shiny red sports car. Hair flying in the speed wind.
That brand new phone, backside covered in camera lenses. Join the click party of the happy fit people.
That endless holiday, far stretched tropical white sand beach. Beer served by minimalistic dressed waitresses.
That top management job, private jet to close those big deals. Bank account flooding over by the minute.
That stare from the nightclub queue, sweeping passed. Arms wrapped around curves.
Need, not much.
To live, love and be loved, a family to hug.
Friends, beer, a laugh. Music and a bite to eat.
Don’t cross the stream to get water, ha de Gött!
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