Yesterday our lips kissed
again and again
today your lips are missed
was it all in vain
my entire inside was full
your strong hand around my neck
drawn together in an enigmatic pull
drawn into you, no holding back
you took my everything
with bubbles and laughter
feeling safe in your arm confident swing
then suddenly I didn't matter
left me for another
your thirst was plenty
set aside without bother
now leaning here feeling empty
Please recycle, ha de Gött!
Once brand new and shining, a farmers pride
now abandoned, left in the forest to fade
for a while a marvel of engineering, to adore
to be put aside the field, a thing of before
Såmaskinen
En gång skinande ny, en bondes stolthet
övergiven, lämnad till skogens förgänglighet
för en stund ingenjörskonst, värt beundrande
satt till åkerns sida, sak från annat århundrande
I just felt this old farming equipment was worth a poem, ha de Gött!
I could not find anything on the web of the manufacturer. I’ve reached out to the local historical society in Gävle hoping they have some information. In that case there will be a new post. The spelling of the city Gävle was changed from Gefle in 1880 just as an indication of the age.
English version
when the November rain
chews the light
like a black hole
devours it all
bashes the windshield
like an angry bird
in a Hitchcock movie
remember soft summer wind
gentle over your warm skin
as bright memory
brightens all
down to your bone
like a happy ending
in a Lindgren story
Svensk version
När november regnet
äter upp ljuset
som ett svart hål
slukar allt
piskar mot vindrutan
som en ilsken fågel
i en Hitchcock film
minns sommarens ljumma vind
smekande din varma hud
som ett ljus minne
värmer allt
värmer din märg
som ett lyckligt slut
i en Lindgren saga
Find your inner lighthouse, ha de Gött!
Astrid Lindgren is a Swedish child book author known for books like Pippi Longstocking, Pippi Långstrump. She has been translated to over 107 languages, even Latin. Changes are that you will find her at your library, and it’s worth the effort.
The morning mist lifts
as the sun rays chases away
the bad dreams of the night
The light is there, trust it. Ha de Gött!
Svensk version
Morgondimman lättar
när solens strålar jagar bort
nattens mardrömmar
Ljuset finns där, lita på det. Ha de Gött!
slowly the wind dies down
from frantic roar to silent whisper
as the sea slowly settles
the last waves make a lazy splash
onto the battered shores
a forgive me caress
and the sun slowly fades
behind the dissolving clouds
Anger is okay, but don’t stay that way. Ha de Gött!
Svensk version
långsamt avtar vinden
från frenetiskt vrål till tyst viskning
när havet sakta lägger sig
de sista vågorna gör ett slött plask
mot misshandlade stränder
en förlåt mig smekning
och solen försvinner sakta
bakom upplösande moln
Ilska är okej, men fastna inte i den. Ha de Gött!
Too warm, soaking sweaty sheets
too cold, where is that blanket
the too soft pillow is too hard
why can’t he come, only for a fast drive by
spread that magic powder in my eyes
Mr Sandman, please come on in
place two Sumo wrestlers on my eyelids
let them win this fight
slumber, only to fall over the edge
with a bang you hit the floor
wide awake, for the next hour
trying to untangle yourself
from the bed linen web
giving in, fading into oblivion of sleep
then the alarm goes off, and out the window
Sleep tight if you’re still awake, ha de Gött!
Swedish version
För varma, genomblöta svettiga lakan
för kallt, var är täcket
den för mjuka kudden är för hård
varför kan han inte komma, bara en snabb sväng förbi
sprida det där magiska pulvret i mina ögon
Jon Blund, snälla kom in
placera två sumobrottare på mina ögonlock
låt dem vinna denna kamp
slumrar, bara för att falla över kanten
med en smäll slår du i golvet
klarvaken, nästa timme
försöker du reda ut dig själv
från sängklädernas spindelväv
ger efter, försvinner i sömnens glömska
sedan går larmklockan, och ut genom fönstret
Hard as a rock
he stands all exposed
with his spear ready
for all to see
he blushes, goes all red
The Two Meter Man at Listeby rock carving site is one of the most famous bronze age rock carvings at the Tanumshede World Heritage site. Similar image can be found elsewhere but this is unique in size. Why they were carved 3000 years ago is a bit of a mystery but the area is full of them and still today new discoveries are made.
Don’t ever be ashamed of your appearance, ha de Gött!
sitting there out of reach
in the grey November shade
overlooking the folly of men
going back and forth
six lanes of shiny tin cans
Sometimes we miss the things we see, ha de Gött!
a man of steel
an iron man
so pumped up
makes rattle and clatter
inside so empty
a tin man
No person should be an empty vessel, smile and say hi. Ha de Gött!
As the shadows draw closer
and the daylight fades into night
you can hear him tuning his violin
backed by the wind’s soft rustling in the leaves
and the beat of the waterfall
he plays his alluring tune
but beware and don’t get too close
Nixie’s wish is not to your best
The Nixie, Näcken in Swedish, is according to the old Scandinavian folklore a humanoid water spirit. He tries to lure you to the water in order to drown you. My grandmother used to scare us kids with him so we would not go close to the water.
If it sounds too good to be true it probably isn’t, ha de Gött!
Swedish version
När skuggorna närmar sig
och dagsljuset försvinner till natt
kan du höra honom stämma sin fiol
kompad av vindens mjuka prasslande i löven
och vattenfallets takt
han spelar sin lockande låt
men se upp och kom inte för nära
hans önskan är inte till ditt bästa
UlleHaddock 