There is and there are
Two cups of tea in a faraway sea
By the pool, there are two drinks
But people left.
Waiter just came and went back
Little bit confused, the water is still
Was there anyone in the pool?
Palm leaves are heavy from the rain
Maybe something fell.
Maybe there’s someone behind
The big palm, wait just little bit
The waiter will come back,
Who else will give him the money?
Just the hope is drowning.
And the rain is falling.
Thank you guys for reading! See you on Wednesday! (And Happy Easter!)
It gets warmer and sunnier, but melancholy is the same.
Continue reading “A spring poem.”
There’s a quote from this poem that really resonates with me for many reasons. But what is just a quote, when you have a whole “dikt”? (poem in Norwegian). I won’t take the whole poem though – just one part. Be aware that I translate poem myself.
Continue reading “Vilhelm Krag – Fandango.”
My Blogmas isn’t typical Blogmas you would expect from a blogger. I neither have it for 24 or 25 days nor will I write about typical Christmas-around subjects. Of course, some of them might be, well, in a festive spirit, but I will try to reach something different. Because how much similar content is out there anyway? (photo above taken by my lovely boyfriend).
Continue reading “Blogmas #1: Norwegian winter poems.”
After a night shift, waiting for a bus. For some reason, I felt like writing a poem, so I did it. Because why not? This time I put also Polish, as it is the original version.
Continue reading “4 am’s poem.”
Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
Continue reading “I miss Norway.”