30 December 2014

Snowball

You make the fire
and I'll show you something wonderful
a ball of snow

Du mach' Feuer,
und ich werd' Dir was Schönes zeigen:
einen Ball aus Schnee.

Matsuo Bashō

25 December 2014

Merry Christmas

Frohe Weihnacht.
Und Frieden auf Erden.
Und den Menschen ein Wohlgefallen.

23 December 2014

Splendid Eyesolation

Diving deep
into the ocean of thoughts.
Scars of life.

Laughing Luesday*



Victor Borge


* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

21 December 2014

Satori

Bearing its fate,
watching those folks.
Who's ridiculous?

20 December 2014

19 December 2014

Custom

. . . leaves possibilities . . .

17 December 2014

Sláinte, old man :)

Two world wars later
One boy became my father.
Today's his birthday.

16 December 2014

13 December 2014

10 December 2014

07 December 2014

Ban landmines

By landmines
one may easily lose a leg.
And more.


More Mistletoe

Fine tree for lovers.
But careful:
It's not all mistletoe
that looks as if it were . . .

05 December 2014

03 December 2014

02 December 2014

01 December 2014

13

No one's been kissing
under all the mistletoes.
Just ask the chimney.


28 November 2014

27 November 2014

Farm Idyll

They do sell fine things
such as eggs from lucky hens
running in the garden.

26 November 2014

Un(be)fug(te)

And no one cares, obviously.

24 November 2014

On the Road

It's (almost) over now.

23 November 2014

Landscape in the skies

There are more things
between sky
and the roof of a car.

18 November 2014

16 November 2014

13 November 2014

Laughing Lhursday*

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration. 


Trees and a windmill:
A case for Don QuiScottie.
Obviously, eh? 

12 November 2014

On the Road

No Christmas geese.
Just taking a tiny rest
on their way southwards.

11 November 2014

On the Road

Buying beef packaged
you wonder how cows look like?
Glad to be of help.


09 November 2014

Legend has it . . .

"I just had eighteen straight scotches. 
I think that's the record."

Dylan Thomas, on November 9th, 1953

08 November 2014

07 November 2014

Friday is Skyday

8:58 [East]
8:59 [North]

Thoughts

Cruelty appalls,
stupidity demoralises.

Albert Camus (7 November 1913 – 4 January 1960)

06 November 2014

Laughing Lhursday*

(Last) smile.


* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

05 November 2014

Once again

Last flashs of summer.
It is this time of the year.
Downstairs? Upstairs? . . . Life.


03 November 2014

01 November 2014

Cheers!

Six days ago, Dylan Thomas could have celebrated his 100th birthday,
but as he spent the past 60 years as a dead poet . . .

Anyway, there's a lot to (re-) discover on BBC One. Enjoy.

31 October 2014

30 October 2014

Laughing Lhursday*

Mirror, mirror on the wall . . .

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

28 October 2014

26 October 2014

Wintertime

Welcome.

October Beauties

. . . the last ones . . .

. . . this year in Seanhenge.

25 October 2014

Fields of . . .

. . .ah, who'd even be able
to count
The Fields of October?