Addition of week 41, October 5th - October 11th, 1998


Whirly Autumn

Whirling brown leaves
whirl over the ground.
My poncho keeps me warm
though there's a chill in the wind.

People hurry along
as the rain silently starts to fall.
I prefer to slow down
and savour each minute I get
in the cool rain.

There's a certain calm
even in the whirly autumn.
There is freshness
even to the dewy autumn rain.

The sun breaks through the clouds
late in the afternoon,
only to give us a chance
to see it set.

The worms squirm
as a strong wind
dries the rain off of the ground
and make the brown leaves
whirl over the fields.

The trees stand there naked,
bent in the lashing rain.
The thought of hot chocolate
and a good book
makes me go home.
Slowly, in the pouring rain and strong wind.


- by Teenah



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Addition of week 42, October 12th - October 18th, 1998


I wrote the following poem last year when a friend of mine that I like very much seemed to be hurting from a disrupting relationship.
I never showed him the poem.
Now another friend of mine seems to be hurting from pretty much the same reason, and I recalled having written this poem.
Since I know she likes what I write and that she's likely to look here (Hej Vännen!! "Ignore" är en BRA funktion i ICQ!!!) I find it very apt to have it as Addition of this week! :-)


A Friend Can Hold A Friend

I see you're hurting
need someone to hold you near
I'll hold you close and tell you I care

I see you're hurting
behind the smile, I see a tear
I'll hold you close and tell you I care

Don't you know I'll be there for you?
We're friends, I thought you knew,
a friend can hold a friend when he's in pain.

I thought you knew I am there for you
through sunshine or rain
a friend can hold a friend when he's in pain.


- by Teenah




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Addition of week 43, October 19th - October 25th, 1998


Jag får nog gå här
från evighet till evighet,
vandra molnstigen till mitt kalla bo.
Hur kunde jag nå'nsin inbilla mig
att en stjärna
skulle ge mig värme och ro?


- by Teenah



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Addition of week 44, October 26th - November 1st, 1998


Before I leave

I’m drifting away
as an austronaut
disconnected from the shuttle.
Drifting away
out of reach
to where no one will be able to
bring me back from.

Someone pushed me over the line.
Jaded and tired
I cut off the connexions
and am now rapidly drifting away
from life.

It’s so much easier
letting go of the grip of life,
just relax
and stop fighting.
A moment of complete peace of mind
and then it’s all over.


- by Teenah



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