linuspiknik

For the first time in weeks
it is finally raining
tears patter on the streets
the weather is changing

cooling breezes touch my skin
through the window it reaches in
to my room still dwells of heat
again can I breath my heart can beat

enjoy the moments while they last
as shadows of heat from the past
comes to mind in every kiss
brought by wind in times like this

for too long we've suffered this drought
rain comes refreshing I want to go out
but this late lovely moment
is also indoors well spent

© Linus Piknik

Här är jag nu                                                        (Here I am now)
men vart är du ?                                                   (but where are you?)
drömmarnas dröm                                                (the dream of dreams)
i tidens ström                                                       (in the stream of time)
har du passerat mig nu?                                        (have you passed me by now?)
vart är du?                                                           (where are you?)

mina vintrars vinter, mina sommrars sommar          (my winter of winters, my summer of summers)
mina höstars höst, mina vårars vår                         (my autumn of autumns, my spring of springs)
mitt kalla hjärta domnar                                         (my cold heart goes numb)
du fanns i alla vrår                                                 (you were in every corner)
här är jag nu                                                         (here I am now)
men vart är du?                                                     (but where are you?)

Min önskan, min längtan                                         (My wish, my longning)
min ömkan, min trängtan                                        (my pity, my yearning)
du är jag och jag är du                                           (you are me and I am you)
vart är du? här är jag nu!                                        (where are you? Here I am now)
i gryningens skymning                                            (in the dawns' dusk)
är jag bara en rymling                                             (I am but a fugitive)

Men tiden säger mig att du                                      (But time tells me that you)
kommer att komma                                               (will come)
till mig strax efter nu                                              (to me straight after now)
först då kan vi somna                                             (not until then we can fall asleep)
sjunka in i evighetens land                                      (sink into the land of eternity)
långt bortom tidens tand                                         (far beyond the ravages of time)

Här i stormen väntar jag dig                                    (Here in the storm I am awating you)
men mitt hjärta blöder ej                                         (but my heart is not bleeding)
när du nalkas i gryningen                                        (when you are drawing near in the dawn)
jag ett barn av skymningen                                     (I a child of the twilight)
måste känna min motsats                                        (have to sense my opposite)
i denna värld på denna plats                                    (in this world at this place)

Men när är nu?                                                        (But when is now?)
anländer du sen?                                                     (will you arrive later?)
vart är du?                                                              (where are you?)
och finns du än?                                                      (and are you still here?)
här är jag nu!                                                          (here I am now)
men vart är du?                                                       (but where are you?)

© Linus Piknik

 

I decided to spend a few days in my flat in town before I start working again. I thought.. you know.. maybe clean and such. so I cleaned the flat yesterday, and found to my surprise that I had forgotten an unopened carton of milk. that's not very surprising I drink a lot of milk, but it was the date that surprised me a bit. it expanded the twentyfifth of may this year. which is odd since I never leave milk, I usually finnish it. but curious as I was I opened it and poured it out in the sink. at first there was just a white kind of water and then I had to squeeze out the rest that apeared to be some kind of cheese mass. not very nice...!

and now I sit here, typing an entry while watching a tellie without colours, it's a colour TV, it's just so old that it looses the setting the moment you turn it off. and I have been too lazy to press the button on the remote that adjusts the colouring. and it's so hot, it's so hot I could die both outdoors and indoors, we're melting in this country! HEEELLP!

and by the way I forgot my cellphone i mum's car, it's silly how we don't realize just how addicted we are to them until we miss them....

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I have a serious problem with my cat pitchy! she's awfully nice and wants to be petted all the time. No claws at all, unless she thinks it's time to get out of bet in the morning. but there is one big problem however, she thinks she has to give me gifts, and she gives me the most precious things she can find. a litle more than a week ago she brought me a dead bird, and put it in my bed around three in the morning. Drunk with sleep my body toss it on the floor thinking the cat will eat it! but no! she brings it back up again. I, drunk with sleep rise out of bet like a zombie and flush it down the toilet (not very smart, but like I said I was a Zombie drunk with sleep.)

about a week ago she leaps up in my bed carrying a dead snake! a very small one though but still a snake (the head was nicely severed and probably eaten!). This time I rise out of bed, not as drunk with sleep like last time,(probably since I've done it before) anyway I grab the snake, walk downstairs and toss it in the flower border just outside the porch. I go back up again and goes back to sleep, like some kind of robot. anyway I wake up a few moments later because my cat has leaped back up in my bed again carrying half the snake!(she probably ate the other half and then(( as very thoughtful of her)) she thought she'd bring me my share!)This time, now drunk from sleep as last time, I flush the half snake down the toilet. I go back to bed and returns to the world of dreams.

Last night I wake up because there is a cat playing in my bed, guess what! she brought me a dead shrew-mouse. I get out of bed, grab the mouse by the tail and (it's become routine now=))
walks downstairs and toss it in the flowerborder. goes back in again (don't feel like going back to bed now when Pitchy put a mouse on the sheets, the other times she put them on the covering or the bedspread)I lay down on the sofa in the living room. a few momets later my cat found her pray again and brought it back inside, up on the sofa! this time I toss it out agin, my cat follows her pray and then I close the door so that she can't come inside that way. I change bedding and remembers that the basement door is still opened and that she might come through there, so I close it. but she is already inside! fearing that she brought her dead mouse in to the house somewhere I grab pitchy, walk into my room and close the door. the rest of the night I was asleep peacefully and so was Pitchy when she realized she couldn't get out!

I think I'm going to close that basement door before I go to bed! and then maybe I don't have to deal with slaughetered, severed animals in the middle of the night!

but what if it isn't a gift! I could be a warning! maybe she's in the mob?.....No just kidding, I really don't think she's in the mob! Or is she?.........

 

A deserted smithy tells of times before

decayed it says how things used to be

 

 

and though no metal's forged in here no more

there is still so much to see....

 

 

Are there thirty wild boars on the field may?



Oh no! there are just some big bales of hay!



He! He! =)