Poetry of Everything
Kippis, Skål, Cheers, Sante, Salud, Prost!
Happy wishes for the Midsummer
May your celebration be free of bummer
Enjoy the warmth and the sun
May your existence be filled with fun
Time’s a-wasting’, nothing to spare
So raise your glass high up in the air
Because life is supposed to be a ball
Therefore, wishing you one and all
A happy weekend and a great summer!
“Growing old is compulsory, growing up is optional”
Growing Up?
Growing up?
Such a pain in the ass
Can’t I just pass?
Fifty knocking at the door
Oh what a bore
The golden middle age
The wisdom of a sage
But feeling closer to nineteen
Like the proverbial prom queen
Act your age
Usually the phrase
Leaving me wondering
Who are you mothering
I’m not a child
Even though wild
Growing up?
What’s the point
Not even a joint
Or a few
Can cheer you
If you can’t have fun
On the play ground
Beyond fifty one
“At least there is no snow on the ground” Gun Roswell
Welcome To Finland’s Midsummer
Not creature stirred
Not even a mouse
Vision getting blurred
Or just an illusion
If you come to the conclusion
And dare to leave the house
Heed this warning
The rain come a down pouring
Soon you will be scorning
The streets empty and deserted
The barbeque outside forgotten and defeated
Shivering in ten plus degrees
Wishing you had paid the fees
Of a nice vacation abroad
But your plan was flawed
Planning on spending
The day never ending
At home in stead
Spending the Finnish carnival
An event most formidable
Even though holier than thou
Or the proverbial sacred cow
That was all but a dream
You hear yourself scream
If you’d only been so lucky
But now feeling yucky
Your midsummer
What a bummer
Surely a nightmare to remember
So what really happened:
“I may be an optimist, but I always pack my wellies”
Ode to my Wellingtons
You beautiful lovelies
My sweet red Wellingtons
Luckily I wasn’t swayed
By those tempting sandals
I would have been betrayed
When the rain came pouring down
Hopeless without my crown
Puddles all over the ground
No safe harbour to be found
Taking a small step
Anticipating the get wet
But to my surprise
You saved my life!
“If we talk about the glass being half empty or half full, I want to know what does the glass look like from underneath the table?” Brad Thor
Glass Half Full or Half Empty
If you are a pessimist
It is not a pop quiz
Rather a simple truth
You don’t need to be a sleuth
The glass always half empty
Even if drinking plenty
Of Chablis
Oh what a bliss
Being an optimist
No need for an alchemist
The resources plentiful
And the glass always being
At least half full
Even without seeing
Somehow filling
With liquid most thrilling
Mind the realist
The idealist
Always the party animal
Nothing ever minimal
Fun, life or liquid
And will not quit
When served fast
A free glass
What you really need to know
Without a doubt or a show
Is that the secret
To never forget
To say, yes please
Because very easy
Not missing a syllable
The glass is refillable
“Even the gods love jokes” Plato
Laughing My Ass Off
I heard a few jokes
Then I broke
Hard in laughter
Listening to them rants
Almost peeing my pants
I fell on the floor
Tears on the pour
Laughing so hard
Out loud without guard
My ass falling off
Starting to cough
Getting more hysterical
Surely a big error of clerical
Cracking up completely
It wasn’t discreetly
Ultimately dying
From shear laughter
Couldn’t be more dafter
Not worth the crying
It was a good ride
And well worth the while
Now here I am
Tweeting
From top of the cloud
A greeting
And still laughing
Out loud
“I am not saying I am Wonder Woman I am just saying no one has ever seen me and Wonder Woman in the same room”
Super Woman
Let’s rebuild her to a
Bigger
Better
Faster
Stronger
Bolder
Better than she was before
Someone truly to be adored
A extraordinary superhuman
An absolute wonder woman
We have the technology
Never mind the theology
Using finest neurology
Without a doubt or apology
To be
Smarter
Taller
Chipper
Funnier
Longer…
“Oh, wait just a minute!”
“What’s wrong?”
“We don’t have enough power!”
“We don’t?”
“No, we used it all to juice up the last superwoman wannabe.”
“Ok, patch her up then and send her on her way!”
“Next!”
“I’m convinced we all are voyeurs. It’s part of the detective thing. We want to know secrets and we want to know what goes on behind those windows…” David Lynch
The Voyeur Within
Always looking
Something is cooking
Seeking, digging deeper
Some call me a peeper
Sometimes ashamed
If getting blamed
Going into hiding
Covering my eyes
Throwing the dice
Sneaking a peak
Through my fingers
Intrigued by life
As it lingers
Enjoying every moment
Eyes wide open
The thrill of getting caught
Present with every thought
Never out of malice
Only looking for that chalice
The reward of missing nothing
And seeing everything
“If you take shortcuts, you get cut short” Gary Busey
Taking Shortcuts is Easy?
Easy and always simple
Leaving no dimples
The quickest way to take
Is to just faking it
Because wanting your cake
As much as eating it
Taking the shortcuts
Without any buts
All through life
Without any strife
The quickest way
May be the easiest
Even the cheapest
But soon one day
You may end up with
A basket full of shit
“I’m much softer than people think. I don’t present to the world an emotional face.
I’m pretty good at self-control, but I am easily moved” Sir Christopher Lee
Homage to Sir Christoper Lee
From the horrors of Hammer
To Lord of the Rings
Without a stammer
Lines delivered like kings
A villain or a hero
Never the zero
Captains and counts
Even some with discounts
Soft or scary
The roles did vary
You never failed
Getting the parts nailed
Without a mock
Shakespeare or Hitchcock
Film or television
Enjoying each transmission
Your dabble
And certainly no babble
Into Heavy Metal
Was right on the petal
All in all
Sir Christopher Lee
How we miss thee
A great human being
We ever have hoped to have seen
An actor most versatile
And never vile
We adored you our sire
The greatest Vampire
Of them all
