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HaFri Poetry January 2017

What’s another year
If you put it in a life time
In the age of mother earth
our lifes are less then a second of time

Still Too long to keep our breath
Time waits for nobody
Before we know it might be gone
We might take it easy
We might not have longNo matter how I turn my thoughts
No matter how I walk my path
I will remain the same as ever
Before and aftermathI try to keep my head up
It is not easy all the time
Sometimes the rain will wet me
Sometimes the sun will shineNo matter about the weather
We have to go
On with the show
My heart shall remember the good things
And smiles, because all what I know

© 01.01.2017© HaFri Poetry

Every day
We pass bridges
The comfortable way
To get at the other side

Sometimes we ride the wild wind
hey hey hey
Sometimes we enjoy the sun
And look around
To the beauty, what we pass

Often
We do not realize that we pass the bridge again
It is so normal,
That we carry on
In thoughts, in our dreams, in our books
It is so natural
That we pass the bridge

Until we look down
and see
That we are able
To pass barreers
That in our imagination
never could have been taken

Walk on, or ride your bicycle
Go to where you need to go
And feel amazed
About what you all can overwin

© 05.01.2017© HaFri Poetry

In the night
Alone with your fear
You can not sleep
Even when I am near

In the day
Your worries won’t fade away
You are so tired
You don’t want to stay

I look at you
When you finally sleep
Restless
Because of the pain

How can I reach you
When you won’t let me
How can I wrap my arms around you
When you feel too scared
To let me in

I am scared, you say, and so afraid
Well what can I do?
I so much want
To be closer to you

I can not solve your fear
But I can dry your tear
I don’t know what the future will bring
But I will be there, if you let me in

Yes my heart
I am scared
And, for you, I will be strong
Even when we both can’t see
What the future brings upon

Yes, my world
I won’t leave you alone
Take my arm
And let us be together
Until far
After the cold has gone

© 09.01.2017© HaFri Poetry

When I will return on earth
What sounds weird, because I am still here
I want to be an astronaut

I want to be surrounded
By the black, endless sky
And when I look outside
I will see the stars

They might not be much closer
But they look less far

I should not mind
Being locked up
In Bowies thin can
Because my view will be endless
I shall be able to do
What not many can

When I return on earth
I want to be an astronaut
And fly me to the moon
Where I shall be loosing my direction
Without gravity
Floating in perfection

I will get dizzy, I might feel not well
When I turn around onethousand times
And there is no one that I can tell

Because at the moment, that I am lost
I will see, what I use the most
The blue ball in the sky
Will still be turning

I will look at it
And feel happy because I know
Nothiing really matters
Even for earthlings it often seems so

© HaFri Poetry- 09 01 2017

When you are looking up to someone
The other is looking down upon you

But, you not necessarily
Need to feel less
Just because you choose to look up

And the other not necessarily needs to be better
Only because he is in an upper position

No matter how low, no matter how high
When we respect each other
We always look streight in the other’s eyes

© HaFri Poetry – 10 01 2017

It is cold
But the sun is shining
The winter offers plenty of place
At he places that in summer are overcrowded

Watching over the water
A penny for your thoughts
Looking to the bridge
From one side to the other
And while the sun
Shyly shines upon your skin
Your dreams drift awayNo one is there,
To share your thought with
You thinkBut that is just a matter
Of in what direction you look
I see you
And I won’t reach you

© HaFri Poetry – 15 01 2017

All we need
Is something to eat
One loves veggies
The other meat

I love both, I am not picky
I can also enjoy a chickkie

It is much easier to be happy
When your belly is filled
An icecream, chips, sausages
Beans, Cream, Crackers and stuff
Bring it on, I can’t get enough

Happiness, it’s all we need
And happiness, migth be
Sitting into your best mates feed

© HaFri Poetry – 15 01 2017

Do you think that I don’t fit?
Do you think the picture is too small?
Do you not really like it
Or do you not care at all?

I can tell you, size does matter
And when I show you all the feather
I can’t help it when you can not see
It doesn’t make me another me
I show what I have, and I hope she will be impressed
And not, like you, will be mind mashed
I am beautiful, and complete
Maybe that is whyYou only see of me the part
And your judgment seems not too smart
Step back, and take me in another view
I will show you beauty as you never knewStep back, I show you, one more time
And if you still don’t get it
Then I guess it is your problem
And most certanly not mine

 

© HaFri Poetry – 20 01 2017

Forgotten memories
Walking along the fence
The wind slightly moves my hair
Enjoying the sun intense
As if you still were there
Looking to the flogs
Remembering the warm delight
Reciting the love blogs
Longing back to that summernight
I never do regret
What is done, and what is said
I will do it again, when I will
The wind blows faster, when I chill
Never forgotten
And nowhere to find
Memories of sunny days
Invisible, because we were blind
© HaFri Poetry – 22 01 2017
© Photograph – Frauke Omoruyi
Traces at the Ice at the pond in the Rosengarten.
What can I say
What shall I do
The only thing I see
Are traces of you

The closet filled
I am breathing in your perfume
It is as if you are here
Your shoes, the coat,
that you now can not wear
The silence of your absense
Is louder, the further you go
And when you return
I knowI calmly follow. with you
The traces in our heart
© HaFri Poetry – 22 01 2017
The days are cold and short
The nights are much too long
An extra candle spreads softly light
I gaze into the flame
Where from my dreams just cameMy daydream lets me walk
To a maginificent view
Over the water, to the bridge
Ahhh, remembering the good days
When we did not know, what we know now
And where we were happy, somehowThe bridge over the water
Connecting friends
The bridge that inspires
And makes me dream even more
No matter if it is cold or warm
Daydreams are allowed to have some charmI open my eyes, and seem to dream on
When I look to your painted view
It tells me, soon it will be spring again
As if I never knewI will walk over it, and find my rest
I will look to it, and do my best
To be a better person, all the time
For who walks with me over the thin line

You, my inspiration, you, the one I love
and you too, my dear friend, who painted
the different dreams,
That we all can be dreaming of

© Poetry HaFri Poetry – 26 01 2017
© Painting  Margaret Wilson

 

Gazing over the icey water
I stare into my soul
Diving deeper in my memories
I consider it all and all

I breath the energy in
I breath the worries out
And when I hold my breath
The silence sounds so loud

I forget my worries
My mind fills with emptyness
There is no place at all

I forget the pain,
The cold is no longer there
My balance prevents me to fall

Slowly I open my eyes
Gently I remember where
Softly I realize
The reason why I am here

© HaFri – 22 01 2017

I can not let it happen any longer
I shall open up more my mouth
I wil show that love is stronger
Then hate and all the violently shout

I shall not accept when life is hurt
I can not accept when humanity is disturbed
We are all God’s people,
No matter what religion
Or even without
It is love and understanding where it is about

It is time to my voice
It is time for human noise
I know I am not the only one
Let’s stand up together, we are so strong

No money or violence can dictate our life
With love and understanding, we will survive
Be brave and let the fear disappear
Let’s fight for peace, respectful and sincere

© HaFri – 29 01 2017

Fly away, my little friend
Fly through the sky, until the end
Feel free to see the mountains
Feel free to taste the sea

And, if you can, share it with me
Show the amazing sunsets of our dreams
Tell about the beauty what is everywhere
Find the courage and hope, the care

Fly over walls, fly high in the air
Sing about peace, everywhere
Be a dreamer, give me the strength
To fight for love, until the end

Fly away, my friend, far away
Pull yourself together
‚coz you know the world is better
Then scared and narrow minded say

© HaFri – 29 01 2017

Sometimes I am wondering
Why people are so full of hate
It makes me clueless pondering
About the world that we create

When hate finds us
It will blind us
At that moment we
Shall not clearly see

Where we walk
About what we talk
We might think that we can
While being ruled by a tyran

We can not expect from who is blind
A proper way to find
Only who opens up their eyes
Can see the difference between the truth and lies

The dark clouds starts loosing rain
History is repeating itselves again
Some say, it won’t be so bad
Some see, it is already worse as that

Let’s find the truth back again
Let’s give faith to every woman and man
No one wants this war, so stop it please
Give up hate, let love release

Is there any different in the water
Just because it is in different ponds?

© HaFri – 31 01 2017

Margaret Wilson

Margaret Wilson is a talented painter and poet, who loves to work with watercolour and whe not is afraid to experiment with her creations.

She likes to be inspired, and my photography inspires her as well. The biggest compliment I can get, and a great way of working together with her

January 25 2016

The bridge

The days are cold and short
The nights are much too long
An extra candle spreads softly light
I gaze into the flame
Where from my dreams just came

My daydream lets me walk
To a maginificent view
Over the water, to the bridge
Ahhh, remembering the good days
When we did not know, what we know now
And where we were happy, somehow

The bridge over the water
Connecting friends
The bridge that inspires
And makes me dream even more
No matter if it is cold or warm
Daydreams are allowed to have some charm

I open my eyes, and seem to dream on
When I look to your painted view
It tells me, soon it will be spring again
As if I never knew

I will walk over it, and find my rest
I will look to it, and do my best
To be a better person, all the time
For who walks with me over the thin line

You, my inspiration, you, the one I love
and you too, my dear friend, who painted
the different dreams,
That we all can be dreaming of

Walking on
Gently
Taking my steps
Carefully
Standing still
From free will

A long road to go
To where
I don’t know
I just know the present
The here

Looking to the trees
I realize the many colours of green
Looking to the flowers
I see colours I never before have seen

I can look back, if I want
But it is the past
I can look forwrd, if I want
But the future is just a dream

THe longer I stay
The more that I see
Some say, the road is the destination
I can not more agree

30 06 2017

I can watch the flowers
For hours and ours
And it might sound silly
Still, I can hear their story

They whisper to me
In invisible communication
TI understand
And I admire your wonderful creation

The painted flowers, I can smell
The magic of their colours touches me so well
A kind of magic, nature is art
We shold not forget, wa are all a part

With all the different colours
We built the patchwork of life
I say it sinsere, without any shame
Without you
Life should not be the same

03 07 2017

the sea
It gives
And it takes

The wind
Through my hair
I wish you were here

The seaguls cry
In their never ending search
For a fresh fish

The air
Smells like salt
Here I want to get old

The sound
Of the waves on the shore
I not need anymore

The lights of the tower
At the port
Is the witness

On .. out
The sky forms
A brand new cloud

And in the meantime
The sea
Whispers,
come back to me

Painting by Margaret Wilson
Words by HaFri

Let’s all stand together
Doodle by Margaret Wilson

Let’s all stand together

Doodle by Margaret Wilson

Sometimes when I face the big bad world
I feel so lonely
I feel so lost

It is not that I want to run away
But what I want
Seems so far

I feel so helpless, when I see things happen
Things that I can not change
But so desperately want to, need to

At those moments
The tears run free
My heart cries, for me
My heart cries for you
What to do

Then, when the tears are fading away
There is some light, between the grey
Your shoulder, the glimpse in your eyes
Make me realize

That we are not alone
That I love you
Friends will be friends
And nothing else, really does matter
Because, in the end
We all stand together

17 07 2017  HaFri Poetry

Is it real or just an illusion
Mind in a whirl, total confusion
People swarming like bees to honey
Intent on saving loads of money
Black Friday is the day to shop
They say it saves you such a lot.
Fifty percent off we are told
But can we afford to be so bold.
Don’t really want what is on sale
But if we don’t buy did we fail?
I think the most sensible thing to do
Is stay at home with a drink or two.

Poem from Margaret,  Photo from HaFri
24 11 2017

Christmas here again and with it comes the work
So much more to do,these tasks we can’t shirk.
Trimmings to go up, presents all to buy
Worth it all when children are starring at the sky
Singing jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Santas here on his sleigh
Hurray for Christmas day
Jingle bells jingle bells little faces they all beam
Then you know it’s worth it all, best sight ever seen

02 12 2017

If you see a smile just pass it on
In the blink of an eye it will be gone
We can’t afford to ignore smiles
Much better than a scowl that riles
Every day make it your goal
To give a smile,to play your role
In making the day much more of a pleasure
So many people a smile will treasure
Laughter and smiles are the salt of the earth
Don’t think you can put a price on their worth.
It’s smiles that make this life worth living
Don’t cost anything except the giving
But a smile is worth it’s weight in gold
Makes you warm inside instead of cold
So tomorrow when you go out to shop
Give a smile away, it will mean a lot

03 12 2017

/and my reply …
Every time I see you write
My heart is cheering and I feel alright
I have been missing it, for a while
But you returned, what makes me smile

You are a wonderful woman, and you know it
What you do and who you are does show it
I can repeat it every day
When I see you the shadow runs away

Yes, we know, life is not always fair
And you have gone through it, you were there
Always standing up again
I hear you saying
What other choice we do have then?

Indeed, we need our positive sway
We need friendship, to feel okay
You are wonderful, Mags, I tell it to you for a while
We love your friendship, and adore your smile

Big Brother Watching you

Hi
I am your eye

I mean only good to you
I am watching over you
I will see what you do, and don’t
I will see what you want, and wont

Don’T be afraid, I will not bite
I will not bother you, I will get hide
Soon you will no longer be aware
You won’t see me, but I still will be there

I will observe you, day and night
I will be the judge, in wrong and right
You not need to worry, when you are good
You not need to hide, you can’t, if you should

I look after you, I will take care
And what I see, I shall not share
I will find you, where ever you go
I am your big brother, and you will know

Don’t worry, everything will be all right
You not need to fear
I will hear
And decide, what is wrong and what is right.

9 12 2017

Painting by Margaret
Words by me (HaFri)

Let me hear the waves in my ear
Let me step on foreign sand

Let me look over the endless water
Where waves wash away our sorrows and pain
Where we can live again

Let me drown in the brightness of the sun
Where the seaguls catch their fish
Let it all be as it is

Let the world turn around
Let us not forget, where we are from
Let us feel what we once found

Where we broke out of our shell
And started to breath

Take me back again
Where our life began
Where we will return
Where our separated souls will unite again

Looking from Sandsend to Whitby
Painting by Margaret
Words by me (HaFri)

14 12 2017

Photo by me
Words by Margaret

Christmas fast approaching, children all excited
A time for family and friends to all become united

Shops full to overflowing as the stampede gets under way
Presents wrapped and trees all aglow ready for Christmas day.

Spare a thought for the lonely ones who have no one left to share
Also think of the homeless, hungry and freezing out there.

When you watch the tele and perfect families appear
Remember this isn’t really the case,
So many shed a tear.

For one reason or another precious loved ones won’t be there
So many homes with empty chairs
Not filled but just so bare.

These spaces left by arguments that time just hasn’t healed
It’s not too late to make it up, with kisses its signed and sealed.
Nothing left for me to say apart from have a happy Christmas

20 12 2017

Walk to the lake

Painting by Margaret
Words by me

I look through the windows and what do I see
The sun is smiling today to me
Goodbye to the days that were so grey
Hello Mister blue sky, let’s get on our way

As long as the rain takes a break
It is our time, to walk to the lake
Watching the water, the birds in the sky
Smell the air, and you do know why

People, walking hand in hand
Who let the dogs out, together we stand
Away from the darkness, back in realitiy
Breathing again, it is blasphemy

Surrounded by silence, we take step by step
Today’s afternoon, we will need no nap
I look to the nature that seems to awake
And I promise myself
More walks to the lake

07 01 2018

Tick tock, tick tock, time is flying fast.
Time for clocks to go forward, spring is here at last.
We’ve had a long winter with Beast from the East, the worst for many years
But the worst is now behind us, a memory now the fears.
Spring flowers here to bring such joy, birds tweeting in the trees
Won’t be long till summer and the buzzing of the bees

25 03 2018

Winter 2017 am Meerke

January 2017.

On a frosty sunday morning, am Jröne Meerke

It is still winter, when the snow is gone and the temperatures are rising. A look into nature in the Stadtwald. How dead is dead wood?  The circle of life

You want to see more winter pictures?
Then click at the picture below

Hans the Bear

22-1-2017

 

Then cooking is needed
It gets only fine, with a drop of wine
Da muss dan mal gekocht werden
Es wird erst fein, mit ein bisschen wein

 

 

22 01 2017
I will never drive when I have taken alcohol. I prefer chocolate
Ich würde niemals Auto fahren wenn ich Alcohol getrunken habe. Ich bevorzüge Schokolade
23-01-2017
Monday.. Laundry.
A pile as if it is from 10 people
Oh Bear!

 

26 01 2017
sigh
I am missing that one final screw
That’s why the glass dropped out!

 

 

27 01 2016 What a lot of trash are we producing, I can hardly oversee the pile! (rommel/trash)

 

04-02-2017
Hmmm William’s Christ
Let the weekend begin
First I let change the battery of the watch. No charges, they said, we saw this battery is changed last summer, and when he now is empty that is much too soon, guarantee (and that for only a few Euros).
Then, walking at cloud 9, I went to let my sunglasses to pe repaired. The man took his time, the shades came back cleaned and fixed…. For free!

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Classic Remise Düsseldorf

I am absolutely knowing nothing from cars, but… I can recognize the colours.

Here a few pictures from the  visit to the ‚classic remise‘  in Düsseldorf.  A place where oldtimers and other memorable transport means are being traded.

more info about the classic remise in Düsseldorf with one click at the pic

 

Cars can be beautiful, but my challenge is in putting up something what is slightly different.

Such as colourful details

And reflections

Lights

Or photographing with the crystal ball

There is more to see (and to buy)
Bikes

And as always, there are pictures that are  best of the rest

When photographers photograph photographers
And not always on purpose 😉

Vielen lieben Dank,  Willi und Hilde, für den schönen Tag

Photo Album at Facebook (click at the picture below)