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Love – It is what it is
Room is declutterized and looks about twice the size now. I should do this more often.
This morning the postman delivered 2 more cards in my mailbox. I had some time to photograph them and to add them to the gallery.
May I present you:
Imagine Love, Actually
Love and Bill, Actually
Love Actually, in a stitch
Love lifts us up
Love Davy Actually
I simply can’t tell you how big the smile on my face is, when I look at how creative you all have been. It is simply amazing and I love them all equally much, actually.
I am sitting here and wonder how on earth I have been able to convince you out there to send me fantastic cards like these, it is billiant (which is spelled correctly).
I am about to dive into the next short film meeting, but before I go, I want to cite a poem that was on one of the cards I received (and thank you so much for sending it!). I had never read it before but I absolutely love it, and it is one of those poems you wish you had written yourself. It is also a very true poem. It is by Erich Fried.
What it is
It is nonsense
says Reason
It is what it is
says LoveIt is unhappiness
says Caution
it is nothing but pain
says Fear
It is hopeless
says Insight
It is what it is
says LoveIt is ridiculous
says Pride
It is careless
says Caution
It is impossible
says Experience
It is what it is
says LoveErich Fried
Under my skin – a pathetic poem
Someone once called me a tragic-romantic. So true.
But I like writing them.
A day
The Trans Mongolian train in the morning sun on the top of the world in Mongolia
a day like this
a day my thoughts
all wander off
a day my brain
refusing work
just wants to be
back on that train
Love, New York – a pathetic poem
New York, 55th Street
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Till China and Africa meet
I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street
I’ll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.
Stones and other missiles and something that rhymes
Stress and deadlines
Writers block
My blood pressure too high
There’s only one thing saving me …
– Oh come on, “saving me” don’t overdo it, it’s pukey.
The Milky Way – a poem
Floating around
I’m led astray
I want my tea
The Milky Way
A Finish it yourself poem
while you are far
quite out of reach
left us behind
figure of speech
he also crossed
big blue and wide
but ended here
on the right side
he’ll be my
temporary fix
he knows the drill
he plays his tricks
might see him twice
will be spellbound
and lost and high
flying around
but just to say
you’re not forgotten
while I watch the moon
……
Big Ben – a poem
I have a weakness
For tall guys
You know the types
With twinkling eyes
This one has charm
And he has grace
Watching the city
From his space
I know,
it’s only just begun
But he’s towering
facing the sun
His classy suit
Not hard to see
Why, from day one
He captured me
Talking to me
Around the hour
Always on time
That is his power
I try to see him
When I can
Who wouldn’t fall
For
the Big Ben
The flu, the flu
The flu, the flu
What can I do
Drink lots of tea
But not for two
This sunny day
I slept right through
It knocked me out
The flu, the flu
(A true and real time story)
The Tunnel – a poem
he looks left
and she looks right
both angry still
after that fight
they both
look out
the landscape
night
into the tunnel
is that a light?
Roundabout – a poem
I get dizzy
I start to shout
What direction?
Roundabout
M&S – a poem
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I bought 3 items
M & S
But nothing still
Nevertheless
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(Notes:
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M&S Strawberry Milk is my new addiction)
Forty two – a poem
42
Suppose that you
could make a wish
No limits drawn
Just accomplish
the thing you want the most
I know
what I
would like to do
How many kisses ?
Forty two
