I had a strange and curious dream last night I dreamt my heart grew wings and then took flight Flew far and wide o’er hills and fields of green Above those golden clouds, to things unseen – Plucking roses sweet that never grew And singing childish rhymes all while I flew. I touched the sky, [...]
Category Archives: Poetry
September 6, 2009
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January 9, 2009
21:00
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Jag har befriat dig
Se örnen den flyger, högt över land Svävar i vinden, vid klippornas rand Sträcker vingar mot solens glans Fruktar ej något, den vet den är fri. Som örnen som flyger, så är du fri Mitt barn, Jag har kallat dig in i min frid Du behöver ej frukta, Jag är ju här Jag håller dig [...]
November 10, 2008
23:53
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Requiem for a Blogger
In the end, what good is this When gone are all the words you wrote As time itself, with poignant kiss Through passing years does now demote When thoughts expressed, so fresh and young From ink and pen with boldness sprung Now lies forlorn in a database remote? What good is it, when that silvery [...]
July 28, 2008
12:11
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Lilla Duvan
Vi har en duva på kontoret här Som smiter in och ställer till. En riktigt förslagen duva den är Som bygga bo under disken vill. Se, dörren lämnas öppen en liten stund Och vem tittar då nyfiket in? Lilla duvan, som vill få en blund Under mörka, kalla disken sin. Finns månne här plats för [...]
May 26, 2008
19:25
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Sång för ett webbhotell
Mitt webbhotell det rullar på Och ingen downtime vill jag få För servrarna tickar lugnt och skönt Kontrollpanelen lyser grönt. Yeah, yeah, ingen kan bli vrång, När jag sjunger min webbhotellssång. På webben kan man surfa runt Även om det mesta liknar strunt Men vem bryr sig när allt är fritt Som delas ut från [...]
May 8, 2008
14:57
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An Invoicing Song
Off to a good start, hmm? Invoicing can be a pain When it’s just a thing That you’ve been told to do And all the numbing mindlessness Of daily chores done nonetheless Exciting as the flu I wish instead for meadows green And things that I have never seen And happiness and bluer skies to [...]
May 7, 2008
23:31
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Passion
My CEO recently described me as “something as unusual as a technician with a sense for design”. It flattered me; because I’ve never seen myself as a technician. Although I am a software developer and build computer systems for a living, sort of, there’s a hidden quality that rests within me that perhaps is not [...]
February 15, 2008
17:11
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Waiting
Few things are so difficult, as to wait expectingly for an email to come, written by someone who doesn’t know.
October 2, 2007
15:22
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I Skärhamn, i Skärhamn
Jag bor vid havet, där vågors svall Sköljer mot stranden till måsars kall Där havsvinden blåser frisk och stark Över klippor, ljung och mark – I Skärhamn, i Skärhamn På vackra Tjörn. Nog blåser vinterns kuling hård Från havet in runt hus och gård Men solen vänder åter från allt grått Och speglas klart i [...]
June 25, 2007
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Would Be That My Dreams Took Flight
Ich halte meine Träume in meiner Hand Und frage mich, warum fliegt ihr nicht? Ihr liegt nur da, so leise und still Keine Bewegung in meinem Gesicht. Wenn sie endlich Flucht ergreifen Wie schön wär’ es nicht! Hoch über die Erde fliegen sie Hoch und stolz in meinem Gesicht. Bleibt noch bei mir, Träume still [...]
May 8, 2007
13:29
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Wie ein dünner Nebel
Dann kommt das mal zu Ende. Kein Wort wird mehr gesagt Keinen Blick auf dir geworfen Keine Träume mehr besteht. Du sagst “auf wiedersehen” Wir meinen’s aber nicht. Und wie ein dünner Nebel Im Sonnenschein verjagt So wirst du jetzt für mich Immer schwacher, leichter, dünner Bis nichts von dir mehr bleibt. Zu Ende… Ich [...]
April 5, 2007
13:39
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What I Might Say to My Girlfriend, If I Had One
Purely hypothetical scenario. I love the way you look Early in the morning When you’ve just woken up And turn to me. I love the way you smile As I kiss you to say “Good morning”. I love the way you stumble through the kitchen Making tea I hear the muffled sounds of your showering [...]
March 13, 2007
19:59
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Tree
(Wrote this on the train home from Stenungsund a few years ago.) His name was Tree. For as long as he could remember, he had stood here in the middle of the forest. Deep in the far recesses of his slow, heavy conscience, deep memories awoke and slowly rose up to a higher level of [...]
March 6, 2007
12:49
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A Swedish Rant
Vår Sharepoint är svår att söka i Och dokumentet jag vill ha Finns ej däri Och visst vore en wiki bra Men den har ingen plats för dokument Och annat i sitt sortiment Så situationen känns lite virulent När Joel inte får kontakt Sådär helt oöverlagt Med sin nya Jabber-klient. Och köpa in är svårt [...]
November 24, 2006
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Writing Dialogue: Meet Chris and Rebecka
Writing dialogue is the most difficult thing I know. But watching Ally McBeal has really made me interested in writing again; and I think I realize that the whole purpose of dialogue is to establish a relationship in the story. Let people communicate and grow with each other. (Maybe that’s the purpose of all dialogue?) [...]
November 2, 2006
10:46
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The Oyster and King Bore
Back in high school, a friend in the computer club wrote a poem about an oyster who defeated King Bore (the presumed God of Snow and Winter). In a sudden flash of inspiration, I blatantly stole the idea and wrote my own. It turned out something like this. Once upon a time, a colony there [...]
November 2, 2006
10:29
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Poem on an Uninvented Language
Nika tunga bete wola Dopi lamunga aki nola Sa wele patima, ahima te A naki tonga walu me. A sina wati do katunga ne A sina wati pim milunga me. Ha kata son thanima ikosai Mita wa patima, ahimanai. Sa akita hawane, mi thak Tabena watasi anima pak Karoosha me sawane wele no Ha misa [...]
September 29, 2006
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Der Traum
I accidentally wrote this poem while translating texts to German: In stoltzen reihen stehen, mit Blick auf höchstem Traum Und danach vorwärts, einfach schlagen: Brauchen Lebensraum! Zum Aktion läuft unser Heer, Soldaten schnell mit Mut Vorwärts, Männer! Vorwärts, Panzer! Voll mit rechtem Wut! Eins, zwei, drei, vier! Wir marschieren hier! [...]
August 16, 2006
21:46
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The Fairy in the West
THE FAIRY IN THE WEST came walking by the shore A robe of woven moonlight strains she wore She quietly walked in mists of dawn With gentle steps like woodlands’ fawn Singing seafarer’s songs of ancient lore. THE FAIRY IN THE WEST caught my silent gaze And heard the songs and trumps of my hearts’ [...]
June 11, 2006
01:35
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The Old Mainframe Computer
I wrote this poem many years ago. I thought I might post it here. In a dark and gloomy dungeon Racked by storms and thunder A valiant server stood on guard As lightning ripped the night asunder. It stood there lonesome and forlorn Working quietly in the freezing cold But not a tear was seen [...]