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Ladder

Ladder

He was climbing the corporate ladder. Working hard but only felt sadder. Didn’t care who he hurt. Every step was more worth. Office politics became his trade. He put up a perfect facade. Fast cars and a country house. Got it all, worked like a mouse. Everyone came for Friday beer. Not for love but for fear. Family and friends he neglect. To make the boss him select. Finally got his crown. Took to his chest and fell down.

Was his life a prank? All went to the bank. He made a blunder. Now he is six feet under.

Inspired by the TV-series Suits that we have been watching lately. The series is about a guy, Mike Ross, who by accident starts to work as a lawyer. Problem is that he never attended law school. One theme throughout the series is how the lawyers are more occupied by winning than justice. Also that all new employees are expected to spend long hours at the office.

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Connect

Connect

A friend lured me to a dance, offered me an chance. To met his cousin sweet, could that be with my two left feet. After moving me around, in the loud, loud sound. Looking in your eyes so blue, I was thinking can this be true. Your smile so bright, blinded me like a light. Just then and there we connect, felt this is correct. We sat down to drink, what is going on we think. Walking home that night, everything felt so right.

You became my wife, in a house just our size. Through life’s ups and downs, the pro’s and the frowns. Never a hard word, from you I’ve heard. Our connection is strong, I’m right were I belong. You have my heart, and the occasionally fart. Forever I’ll be true, to your eyes so blue.

To my lovely wife who has put up with me for 23 years. Happy Valentines Day. Don’t forget to like, subscribe and comment. Ha de Gött!

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Birthday

Birthday

Photo by Ulle Haddock©
 How fragile You were held the first time.
 How fragile You tried to fit in at school.
 How fragile You tried to find meaning in life.
 How fragile You tried to understand the world.
 So loved You touched so many hearts, not knowing why.
 So loved You now found peace.

It is my sons birthday today. He should turn 21 years old, but he is no longer in this world. I was not sure if I should post anything today but I share this poem I wrote for his obituary notice. The poem is called Fragile and was originally posted August 27, 2020.
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The handle

The handle

  • Photo by Ulle Haddock
  • Photo by Ulle Haddock
Grab the handle
Open, take charge
Enter the unknown
Leave open
Creaking hinges
Forged with fire
Handle on the future

Pictures from a windmill close to my home. Stay tuned for more pictures and the story. Hope you like, subscribe and comment on my amateur poetry and pictures. Ha de Gött!

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Armament

Armament

I made a satire play, it was a hit.
You just screamed, bullshit.
I asked if we could talk.
You just said, take a walk.
I just try, to be heard.
You punch me and screamed, nerd.
I speak the truth, give me a break.
You just yelled, it's FAKE.
I tried to make a joke, a pun.
You stopped me, with a gun.

Hope you like my attempt for some kind of poetry. Ha de Gött!
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