There he sits on top of the hill.
Looking down on the world.
Frown and sighs over the state it’s in.
Is there hope for the coming generations.
Will the troll children ever taste a glas of beer.
Better a troll in the forest than one in cyber space, ha de Gött!
tone from green yellow and red gust chilly wind gently single down birds formation fly far away land left behind on the ground fade and dry yellow parchment wind tossed in shorter days
I wrote this to the autumn, inspired by the colorful leaf. Forming the words, I realized it was about me being left behind. Some days you just feel like a fading leaf, ha de Gött!
Free flowing water to the ocean. Just to be pushed up again.
In a wave powered by the wind. So it moves up and down.
Slowly grinding the rock. Grinding it to a smooth, bare surface.
Persistent alga holds fast. Green shelter for the ocean nursery.
We are 60% water. Pollute it, we pollute ourselves, ha de Gött!
Rings on the water, a brief moment alone Expanding rings connect, overflow and gone Tossed in to the world, flat stone slightly curved Flying elegantly with a bounce, one, two, three, four, five Then sink to be sunk, stone bound to take a dive
Sometimes on a Monday evening those moments just appears, ha de Gött!
Adam the adventures ant Left with a bold chant Walked out the anthill Fearlessly into the evening chill Strongest of animals I am Six times my size, god damn He ran out of luck Six legs was stuck Had to succum' To a chewing gum
You never know what to ant-icipate, ha de Gött!
Like a family of little yellow gnomes, popping out of the decaying oak tree root.
Safely hidden in the fading autumn green leafs, reaching out for the eluding sun.
With yellow hats and casual collars, curiously sniffing the fresh chilly evening air.
Mycel safely connected to the root, signaling celebration their biodiversity flair.
I have not been able to find out what the name is these are, but they are beautiful still. Ha de Gött!
Sometimes all the poetry is in the picture. Ha de Gött!
Sometimes feel like a shadow a fraud bleak reflection of the beautiful and bright against the wall but sometimes in the setting autumn sun the shadow is the center center of the stage
We all depend upon the sun, ha de Gött!
Song lyrics to the music of Queen’s “The great pretender”. Inspired by Hobbo and Out-of-the-cave blogs, click on the names to see their excellent blogs.
Oh yes, I'm the great procrastinator (ooh no-o) pretending that I get things done (ooh no-o) my need is such I postpone to much I'm slow start that no-one can help Oh yes, I'm the great procrastinator (ooh no-o) adrift with a list of to-do's (ooh no-o) I make the plan but to my real shame I just can't get things to move on Too real is the scene kicking cans down the road Too real is my tactics delaying stuff Oh, yes I'm the great procrastinator (ooh no-o) just keep's putting things on hold (ooh no-o) I seem to be stuck, sat on my butt stalling my actions like a fine statuette Pretending that I can get things done Too real is the scene kicking cans down the road Oh yes, I'm the great procrastinator (ooh no-o) just sitting around on my ass (ooh no-o) in my head you see a magical spree but I'm just wearing my sofa down procrastinating to see the truth Pretending I that can get things done
I hope I don’t offend any fans to the fantastic band Queen and the singer Freddie Mercury. As a band aid I also put up the official Freddie Mercury video from Youtube. The song is originally written by Buck Ram (1907 – 1991). Buck Ram was from Chicago, Illinois. Composer, band leader and also the Platters manager. Also the Platters recorded the Great Pretender. Ha de Gött!
A rainy day I will sort things postponed and neglected A rainy day I will get down to it long awaited A rainy day I will sort it all out structure and shape A rainy day I will let it all flow symphony of keys A rainy day I will bloody well will write that novel
But today sun is shining, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 