Månadsarkiv: mars 2012

Tissel tassel


Den sitter där
strax under bröstet
ett svart trassel
som från början skulle flätats till något vackert

under hjärtat
över, under
också lite till höger

små svarta omoderna nystan
tissel tassel

trassel på min axel
trassel i min mun
tissel tassel bredvid någon annans mun
trasselet fastnar på min skuldra
och bränner sig fast på min kind

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mars 30, 2012 · 9:06 f m

Man made rubbish

Man made rubbish

I can’t get it off my back

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mars 29, 2012 · 9:55 f m

Man made mountains

Man made mountains

Man made mountains

Are made out of all the rubbish people throw out
some gets washed into the sea to be washed up again

some will land on you
seemingly invisible at first
over time it will turn into solid objects
much like a stalagmite
they could be considered interesting rock formations
that will bring you a strong character
but beware!
it will weigh you down
and eat away on your bones

You can’t carry this bone eating rubbish
you have to get rid of it
or it will  eventually kill your sparkle

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mars 28, 2012 · 7:45 e m

The story of a girl called Aurora (Norrsken)


My first ever attempt of writing a short story was ten years ago. I wrote a story about a girl called Aurora (Norrsken) To illustrate the story I had made carefully childish drawings.

But it was a lousy story.

It was all fantasy. Technically the language and grammar was not good. No facts were straight I just wrote, for the pleasure of writing. I had no clue but I wrote anyway.

A plain story of a girl in human form, dressed in red and yellow, who flew around the world. Aurora had the abilities much like a super-hero. She would just leap into the air and she could move her self from one point to another, like being tele-ported. But it would not be instant. She would ride on the jet stream, they would determined where she would go next.

She leaped through the high mountains of Europe, Hawaii, New Zealand and she would finally settled in on one of Iceland’s mountains. Which one I don’t remember.

I wrote about places I had never been to or made any research about. It was a weak story-line. She was my fantasy, that had come to me in a dream.

Back then I was so proud with no concerns of if it being good or bad.

However, those who read it would say it was good in away you know it was not. With no further comment, the story ended up in a box stowed away not to see the light of day again.

I was discouraged, and gave up. But I have not forgotten.

So here I am trying to catch her, Aurora. I brought the alluring colours so we could talk.

Would she respond?

Yes she did. Once, very briefly.

Then she left me to my own thoughts, I have to pluck up my courage and write again.

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mars 27, 2012 · 12:20 e m



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mars 27, 2012 · 12:19 e m

Aurora left me with my own thoughts

Aurora left me with my own thoughts

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mars 27, 2012 · 12:17 e m