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Fly off

Fly off

flying off like an old seagull
blazed in a storm wind
the old year disapears
leaves nothing but 
memories of our ups and downs 
our crashing in the time's 
ever forward moving windshield 
left knocked down on the road 
should we stay down
or rise like a bird Phoenix 
dust off, spread dishevelled wings
turn to the winds and soar
soar in the bright lights
of the oncoming future

Hope 2023 will be a good year but, to quote a Nobel Prize winner, the answer my friend is blowing in the wind. Ha de Gött!

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Christmas spirit

Christmas spirit

cringed rhyme on a package
oversized shopping mall Santa ho, ho, hoo
sleigh bells and jingles
wailed to pieces White Christmas 
blasting from cracked speaker membrane
frantic blipping red hot gold cards
twinkling blank eyes, pulling arms
perfect Disney tree in Hong Kong plastic
coloured balls and flashing lights
hurry hurry get some more
you better buy for goodness sake
keep those wheels turning
get in that Christmas spirit

It’s a holiday, not a contest, ha de Gött Christmas.

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The tree

The tree

The forester planted a seed and it sprung from the ground. He was pleased and nurtured the plant. Watched as it grew, shooting branches with foliage so green. He was widely praised for this beautiful tree and its fast growth. Pleased he sat down to closely watch over his tree.

Slowly the colours changed. Deep healthy green faded in to yellow and red. The forester franticly ran with buckets of water and fertilizer to bring back the green. Branches started to come off so he started to trim them to save what was healthy. All he could hear was dissatisfied grunts.

Slowly the tree withered and died. With heavy heart and tears in his eyes he walked away. Fingers pointing in discontent. On top of the hill he turned around to see. To see what was left of his tree. The dense forest around blocked his view. Blocking the sun rays.

Stay focused but don’t forget to look up, ha de Gött!

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Abandoned

Abandoned

Abandoned farm that slowly the forest takes back. Who lived here and why did they leave. Was it a big lively family laughing around the dinner table after a hard days work. Children grew up and went away to university and high payed jobs in the city, even to the other side of the world, maybe Down Under?

The old couple staying on until their bodies gave in to age. Now sitting in the retirement home with their memories. Memories of the cows mooing a salute for the early morning milking. The smell of warm stable on a cold winter morning. Pigs grunting as they slowly wake up ready to be feed. Laughter from children playing hide and seek at the forest edge. A gentle kiss and a caress over her pregnant belly.

The fading photo of a smiling family in front of the farm silently slips from her hand as she falls asleep in the chair.

Happiness is a retrospect, ha de Gött!

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Meadow

Meadow

autumn in the meadow

shade from oak, and linden tree

what hides there, in the dark

fairies and trolls, can’t you see

at night they dance, to mark

autumn in the meadow

Let your imagination run wild, ha de Gött!

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Dhole

Dhole

Dhole (Cuon alpinus) or Asiatisk Vildhund are native to central and southeast Asia. With no surprise it has several other names in English, Asian wild dog, Asiatic wild dog, Indian wild dog, whistling dog, red dog, and mountain wolf. It is, as the names suggest, related to Wolfs and domesticated Dogs. A highly social creature living in large clans in strict hierarchies.

Also this is an endangered species with less than 2 500 individuals left. Loss of habitat and trnsfered diseases from domestic dogs are some of the factors contributing to its decline. Also competition over prey from tigers and leopards in tropical regions.

Bark at the moon, ha de Gött!

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Karl Johan

Karl Johan

Karljohansvamp (Boletus edulis) or in English cep, penny bun, porcino or porcini. Introduced to the Swedish cuisine by the, from France, imported king, Karl XIV Johan. From then on it has been called Karljohansvamp.

Karl XIV Johan was born 1736 as Jean Bernadotte in Pau, France. He became king of Sweden and Norway in 1818. On the throne until 1844 when he passed away at Stockholm Castle.

Eat like a king, have some mushroom. Ha de Gött!

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