I see at last
a shining light
far away
at the end
of the tunnel
I hope it is
not a train
Keep calm, walk on. Ha de Gött!
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Easter bonfire
One week late, the Easter bonfire. This tradition dates back the mid 1700 in Sweden and Finland. The are lit to welcome the spring. Mostly to scare of the Easter witch flying on their broom to the island Blåkulla to feast with the devil.
Easter is the day when Swedish children traditionally go trick or treat dressed up as Easter witch or Easter man. Sadly this tradition has lately faded out and been taken over by the imported Halloween tradition.
Fly safe, ha de Gött!
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Reasoning
There is a hole in the reason
there is a reason for the hole
Be reasonable, ha de Gött!
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Wide open
Walk into the sunset of the great wide open.
Let the fresh chilly evening air fill your lungs.
Allow mother nature to rock you in the moment.
Take care of those moments, ha de Gött!
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Cycle of horror
Now once again I find myself
in this terrible predicament
a weight of the world
on my sloping shoulders
pulse banging hard and fast
shivering breath and pearls of sweat
three times of every year
this cycle of horrific fear
one of the those repeating event
I need to find my wife a present
One down, two to go. Ha de Gött!
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Kettle
Things around falling apart everything looks bleak and dark when outlook is crashing down giants eats the light around don't worry, everything will be fine I'll just put the kettle on
Tea fixes everything, ha de Gött!
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Leaking boat
I wonder what to write
often this inner fight
should I write a quote
or an ode to a leaking boat
brighten up my life
an poem of love to my wife
full of speed a sonnet
and stick it to my bonnet
Sail away on a sea of words, ha de Gött!
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Little Red Hut
Little red hut
by seaside discrete
was anything but
Hold on it will clear up, ha de Gött!
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Hear hear
Sometimes we get it wrong
too much information
to the loo
he enthusiastically admired
Per in wrinkles
doesn’t make sense
I’ll go and look for some periwinkles, toodle-oo. Ha de Gött!
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Fading
Colourless in the snow
The dead oak tree
Refusing to fall
Resilient and beautiful
Stretching branches to the universe
A fading memory
Ha de Gött!
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