Cheers to
Cheers for
the passing moment; it's shy
did you
stay in the present, whisper it goodbye?
Cheers to
young and to old,
life is
today, I've been told.
Here's to
shit and to crap
to stay
away from life's trap
Here's to smiley;
and for the sad
to the
happy ones, and those who got the bad.
Cheers to
the sun, the mountain, and the bird
life isn't
just us, have you heard?
Present is
now, exclusive cup of tea
Future; is
at the horizon, long lost at sea
A clap for
life; your audience is you
history or
future, all of this is true
Here's to
coloure, sound, and light
Shiny or
not, you're still a night
Cheers to
worthy proud and high
all of us
are unique, this you shouldn't deny
Cheers for
the passing moment; it's shy
did you
stay in the present, whisper it goodbye?
Karen 2012
Nuet
Føler du nuet når du sitter med kaffen ved avisen din?
Lengter du etter naken tid og ærlig rom?
Når du lukker døren og drar hånden gjennom håret (ditt),
hører du hjerte slå?
Er du kald når du sitter under treet,
stirre mot horisonten?
Når du kjenner snøen lage lyd og luften rive i lungene,
er du der da?
Kan du høre brølet i ternens stille stup og
saltet som slikker ditt hår?
K.I. 2012
Modig Modig
1.Modig modig du rytter stor,
dypt der inne sjelen gror.
2 Modig modig du rytter dyktig,
husk kjærligheten er ikke flyktig.
Som stille rop i rullende vind, den aktivt stryker ditt kinn.
Hurtig leken, varsomme steg, solen stille leker med deg.
3 Modig modig du rytter venn.
Vil du noen gang vende hjem?
Danse, danse, lett på tå, hvor vil du ta veien nå?
Urgammel søken i deg sliter, leter etter saften i det du liker.
5 Modig modig du rytter ung,
ennå veier ei din bør så tung
Dragning mot det spennende der ute, selve livets marg du har som skute.
Forsiktig pustande i skogens dype vann, sveve så høyt, fly du kjenner du kan.
4 Modig modig du rytter rir,
blant kalde stjerne du stille frir.
Kastende mot deg i stormfulle ritt, stødig du må stå i dine skritt.
Du smidde dine lenker til en pakt. Lik en tinnsoldat i giv akt
dypt der inne sjelen gror.
Mellom eldande stammers trøst, lett på tå i skogens røst.
Som sommerfuglens brife strøk, solskinnsfarget raslende bøk.
Som sommerfuglens brife strøk, solskinnsfarget raslende bøk.
2 Modig modig du rytter dyktig,
husk kjærligheten er ikke flyktig.
Som stille rop i rullende vind, den aktivt stryker ditt kinn.
Hurtig leken, varsomme steg, solen stille leker med deg.
3 Modig modig du rytter venn.
Vil du noen gang vende hjem?
Danse, danse, lett på tå, hvor vil du ta veien nå?
Urgammel søken i deg sliter, leter etter saften i det du liker.
5 Modig modig du rytter ung,
ennå veier ei din bør så tung
Dragning mot det spennende der ute, selve livets marg du har som skute.
Forsiktig pustande i skogens dype vann, sveve så høyt, fly du kjenner du kan.
4 Modig modig du rytter rir,
blant kalde stjerne du stille frir.
Kastende mot deg i stormfulle ritt, stødig du må stå i dine skritt.
Du smidde dine lenker til en pakt. Lik en tinnsoldat i giv akt
K.I. 08?
Venter på Våren
Selvportrett;
"Ikke mitt bilde, men likevel meg"
Venter på Våren
Venter på våren vakker og varm,
vinter skal atter vike,
det våres i vår havn.
Venter på våren sin vise gamle venn
vinter er svunne,
kom lille spire, kom hjem, kom hjem.
Kom du "lille"
Vilt og vakkert, stødig stille,
havet smyger seg rundt foten, ~kom du lille
havet smyger seg rundt foten, ~kom du lille
Hva venter du på, kom uti, er det du vil.
Løgnaktig rolig før stormen blåser til
Løgnaktig rolig før stormen blåser til
Bølger som synger; kom her kom her,
ut mot det åpne havet; du slukes der.
ut mot det åpne havet; du slukes der.
Under sol, regn og stille måne,
havet har sin pris, vil ingen skåne.
K. I. 2011
havet har sin pris, vil ingen skåne.
Still standing
The world has stopped and quiet is the new loud,
Blindly, stumbling, I'm a stranger, in this crowd.
Blindly, stumbling, I'm a stranger, in this crowd.
You where my shelter, rock and ground.
Now I stand alone, bleeding, as shattered sound.
My laughter and light took a different turn,
I'm left behind, feeling sorrow, being burned.
I brought you smile I brought you sunshine,
you saw away, turned around, no longer mine.
All empty inside I'm so hollow,
my love flew away, can't follow.
No longer to me you belong,
No longer to me you belong,
what did I do that was so wrong?
You robbed my heart, I regret being bold
My hand so empty, I've lost my gold.
We loved so strongly, you lifted us so high.
How could this be, when did it became a lie?
The joy is missing, birds no longer sing,
What good could this path possible bring.
You burned my skin, sat my heart on fire,
Hey I'm still her, yet dreadfully tired.
I still stand, lost of balance, all alone,
you left me in a drop, as a falling stone.
K.I -2010
"Dust Bowl Dance;" by Mumford & Sons
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2e8-ZmtU7c&feature=related
The young man stands on the edge of his porch
The days were short and the father was gone
There was no one in the town and no one in the field
This dusty barren land had given all it could yield
I've been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen
And I have no idea where else my heart could have been
I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill
And now I am sure my heart can never be still
So collect your courage and collect your horse
And pray you never feel this same kind of remorse
Seal my heart and brake my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well you are my accuser, now look in my face
Your oppression reeks of your greed and disgrace
So one man has and another has not
How can you love what it is you have got
When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor?
Liars and thieves you know not what is in store
There will come a time I will look in your eye
You will pray to the God that you always denied
The I'll go out back and I'll get my gun
I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
Seal my heart and brake my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me
I know what I've done, cause I know what I've seen
I went out back and I got my gun
I said, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
The young man stands on the edge of his porch
The days were short and the father was gone
There was no one in the town and no one in the field
This dusty barren land had given all it could yield
I've been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen
And I have no idea where else my heart could have been
I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill
And now I am sure my heart can never be still
So collect your courage and collect your horse
And pray you never feel this same kind of remorse
Seal my heart and brake my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well you are my accuser, now look in my face
Your oppression reeks of your greed and disgrace
So one man has and another has not
How can you love what it is you have got
When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor?
Liars and thieves you know not what is in store
There will come a time I will look in your eye
You will pray to the God that you always denied
The I'll go out back and I'll get my gun
I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
Seal my heart and brake my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me
I know what I've done, cause I know what I've seen
I went out back and I got my gun
I said, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
Empty Reflection
What have they lost, who am I to shout?
Day will leave, without fraction of doubt.
In echo of it's self; as a sad song,
whispering, is the day really gone?
Left alone; empty they stand,
in reflection from someone's hand.
The day fades away, night is here to stay.
K. I. -feb 12.
sorrow is a Bitch'2
Sorrow's is a bitch; leaves everyone ajar,
fragile, open, attack all the way from the star.
Shouting out in silence, no one hears,
frosty heart; cry those dry tears.
What to hold on to, what to grip?
Exposed, all alone, fragile is the slip.
Being your own shelter, no-one else care,
who can see me, knowing I'm down here?
The day turns to night, sun fades away.
Losing the path, nowhere to stay
Dry tears with frost, silence in the scream,
sorrow is a bitch, bottomless it seem.
K; 2011
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