Bred and more

 Galapagos Island turtles

Breed in Zurich wow

Biden’s number 100 day

Breeds more change

So turtles and presidents 

Are both being bred 

Bored cookies

 Uninspired by an April weather day

Even the scones refused to sparkle

And their taste seemed totally bland

But the recipe called for naught sugar 

it mixed itself with the blueberries 

Yawn they seemed to scream - alas

YOLO

 Acronyms and shortened names

Never liked them

Know they are needed - practical 

On occasion- I come across one

YOLO

not quitting at pension’s age

Works for some - what else is there

Or is enamored by the profession

Just keeps them eternally young

YOLO

Here is my own conundrum 

But in the end I have to agree 

That every day is precious &

Shit could hit any time

YOLO 

After dinner thoughts

 Exciting times seeing friends 

For the first time after being shot

... against Covid-19 - agreeing

That the pandemic is not the worst

That could happen if you sailed

Through the Strait of Messina

unscathed-untouched-healthy

With your friends and family

Your boat ride only to end surely

When you expired and drifted away

But this feeling of chatting freely

Without fear of dying from air particles 

Gave in to some weird thoughts

Of true freedom in body or mind

A spirit of je ne sais quoi initially 

Evolving into a joyful patter

Above all or nothing important 

Sense of true belonging though

We are all on the same journey 

But how we rock the boat is

In many ways a question of luck

Time era - genes and maybe

The nurture  which slipped 

Just a tad during this period 

Without a vaccine or hope thereof.

Joys of spring haiku

 Beauty is reborn 

Flowering mosquitoes now

Bite tenaciously 

Sofa’s corner

A sofa stood on a lawn

Used  - a little forelorn

Its pillows were torn

Free and clean the sign read

Spring was out and about

It was glorious and stout

Anything but  a phaseout

second chance homestead ?

Limp along the way

Sleeping limb felled me

I fell and broke a finger

again today the drowsiness

of  my foot alerted me

Imperative to keep score

of your body's twists and turns

give your blood vessels

the time to undo the snoring

Alas I am not young anymore 

Slægter

Slægter du slægten på eller af?

Ved du nok om din egen familie?

Er der skjulte ting i klædeskabet

er man sikker på at der ikke er halv-

helsøskende et eller andet skjult sted?

Har en eller anden bror/søster/onkel

doneret spermacetter til en sædbank?

Ligner din fætter din onkel?

Eller ligner han måske din far?

Kan genforskningen virkeligt

få mysterierne til at stoppe eller

bliver de værre - fordoblet?

Kan svulmende barme være

et træk hos alle i kvindelinien?

Vikingetommelfingre hos drenge?

Sygdomme og genetiske tendenser

er naturen stærkere end viljen?

 

Hvorfra hvorfra hvorfra?

 

Column hunting

To want a simple Greek column

For our yard or inside our house

Is a cat’s hunt for a wild mouse

Or a downhill trip doing slalom 

One would think it would be easy

With all the gadgets and things 

To buy an item  not fit for a king

But it seems difficult not breezy 

The locals stores both big and small

Have got nothing of a simple kind

Doric or Ionic sample on my mind

Not an acanthus  or a weird oddball

So I turn to the net the great beyond

Looking for my “granite” caryatid 

Too many weirdly shaped  monoliths

Could I find it mayhap at “Amazon”?

Alas, the biggest mall in the world 

Returns something semi- satisfactory 

Not really a desired item calefactory

But my search is the history purled!

Orlanda furiosa's lost way

Angry - angry - vile disease

the randomness - a sleaze

of an astrophysicist I know

the going downhill grows

he no longer can do a thing

life stinks with a bitter zing

Too many battle this combat

couldn't we the brain reformat

so that everyone would win

over this brain demise' kin

Alzheimer's or dementia alas

the numbers grow I'm aghast

So Orlanda furiosa's great quest

help her friend's with a life vest

continue to learn - never stop

to read question walk  and up

the ante of exercise - eat soundly

just live more profoundly

The info is out there cool and clear

numbers talk  even this year

one in three seniors will die

from these two diseases - a pie

with cancers breast/dick combined

train your blasted frame of mind

Today I am truly sad and mad

at the friggin' illness to be had

maybe it is Gaia's true revenge

that she is building a stone henge

to show that humans are curiosa

You are nothing, Orlanda furiosa

Intimate refuge

On this day Aussie friend

You appeared in the sphere

my personal poet muse

Gone already more than ten

Intimacy and earnest - dear

My quiet go to refuge

Eternities?

Every day

Every day

Every day

Need to hear more

Every night

Every night

Every night

Nightmare or bore

Every week

Every month 

Every year

A zinc washboard 

Daft parade

Daffodils oh daft spring 

How can I ever not dwell 

Upon a youthful hope

Warm loving wonder

But ephemeral it remains 

Only a glimpse every year

A tug in the tummy

And it is sort of forgotten 

Until again my eyes feast

Upon the bright yellow crowns

The parade is moving again 

Noises Rus

 Over the house an airplane buzzes

Every three minutes in the fly path 

Some days 

it is only the cars distant humming

Broken by the ambulances or

The helicopter’s whirring on

The hospital’s helipad

Sometimes it is all annoying 

These not so distant noises

And at other times they blend in

Humans are adaptable 

Quardrupedes are not!

Et stjerneglimt?

 Gemt bag facadespejlbilledet

Den person man ikke så

Viste sig ikke - kun hvis

Man gik i Tivolis glaskabinet

Glimtede der noget and i 

Sprækken af irisens blåøjethed

Og gennemskueligheden 

Forsvandt som et stjerneskud

På en kølig augustaften

Et vindpust fra et århundrede

Hele slægtens gensplejsning

Mærkedes af gespænstet

Kun for at skrige - jegets veråb

I ly af hurlumhejet var der

Ingen som hverken så eller hørte det.

Virtual vultures

The culture of ready-mades

Spits out endless demons

although in honesty we 

Are the devils and reality

Is a harsh taskmaster 

Finding faults in every detail 

However nature itself claims

Only a vulnerable bird

Fighting for its habitat 

Hence we are the virtual vultures 

The life worth it?

"Der  blöde Teufel" - long gone memories

of high school German and philosophy

was a fascination for the teacher and his pupil

He claimed to be one of the Electors

I was captivated by this philosophy

: to try everything human - a shy girl

with a handicap and a curiosity 

he - an old homosexual with a love unrequited

That was the beginning of the ending

an human comedy set in many acts

Did I fulfill my quest for knowledge?

Did the life asked of me what it could?

Did fate lead to challenges of wanting ?

What have I not tried? Is there something 

that must still be probed - me a « matriarch « 

Recently named by someone close!

Never once did that word even enter

My voracious vocals of wordsmithing

So every day even today is a lesson 

A rainy day where I am trying to learn

Puppy training for the oldie unwise

To acquire a dog during a pandemic 

Having forgotten everything about pups

This is a new experience exquisitely hard

And due to his wild nature of wolves

Albeit a  small but stubborn creature 

He will teach me more about patience 

Than ever before because I have forgotten 

And I should have remembered rawly !

Of lovers lost and found but not forgotten 

There are a beginning a middle and an end

A few need mentioning - my first lover

On April Fools day marked forever a fool

Still to this moment  a minute pining 

Sadly he never liked me - possibly of pity

For me a coup de foudre - not even good

A few mistakes - a holiday one here there

In foreign lands one Aussie handsome

A sweetheart - gentle - would I marry him

I just could not  but friends forever

Through out everything until his death

My heart still remembers his gentleness 

Of course I tried living with a man

Complicated - corrosive cohabitation 

But I got my son - a beautiful child 

An even more wonderful father 

In Aussie-immensely ironically so 

With my hubby - an easier ride - 

A friend - for life - calm existence 

Except when I muddle it -

Two strong children both musicians

One a determined demoiselle plus 2

The other - my showman of renown

Muddled you said ah yes there are

Dark corners in every soul and

Satisfaction is hard to come by

Physical attraction is gripping 

By the soft spot of my vulva

It grows pounding in my ears

And so like all female beasts

I embrace the member - wildly

My so-called career - not much

nothing really to show for it

but the love of books and reading

knowledge and wisdom found

in those oeuvres - has given me 

insights to the human soul -

with lots of surprises in between

mostly to my own reactions

trying not to be judgmental 

and be a humble curious

An epitaph over me - at my funeral

would be - she loved life - 

.... a memory ... she felt all human

erring often - trying the rectify

her mistakes - failed like anybody

yet - yes nothing human is unknown

even though the inhumane hatred of ...

.....

alas I did make a pact with life/devil

and it smeared - it oiled -  it tempted

but if it had not swirled - boiled

it would not have been worth it

it is all a matter of perspective

and I have been damned lucky

after all.......

Fluid haiku

Fluid forms of flights

Fascinating for fliers

The flowers of spring 

Jump to a kick

Warm peanut  butter cookies 

On a dreary rainy wintry day

Stamp out the blah 

Simple creations abound

Whenever your mood is off

Do change to ‘rah

The endorphins in your brain

Can be jumpstarted with spark

Wise chutzpah 

Testosterone

 Testosterone’s action 

Or rather sluggishness

Will create havoc

Within a male body

And among twelve 

Symptoms sex 

Hair tiredness 

There is also an ailment 

Called osteoporosis 

Modified it can be

By female estrogen 

So it is yin and yang