OLE BUNDGAARD
Lovers come and go
arrows are placed on the bow
your mother should know
A taste of honey
at taste of my bonnie and
a taste of money
I love a woman
I will make a long story
short I am a man
CHARLOTTE OLDEN-JØRGENSEN
Awaiting winter
The gulls take off their brown hoods.
Swallows fly away.
A wise man told me
That a conclusion simply
Is a posh ending.
The future is filled
With hope and anxiety.
Let us live today!
My Grandma’s kitchen
Now lost to the mists of time
Yummy smells and love.
Happy Birthady song
Is for that one, special day
Today – Unbirthday song.
Illegal hobbit?
My favourite breakfast is
the second one
Old bridges or new,
Don’t burn’em, do cross’em.
But not before time.
HAIKU-CYKLUS:
Chocolate milk shake?
A couple of haiku
to talk about that.
I never had them,
But steaming hot chocolate
came from our machine.
And in my hurry
I often scalded my tongue
on the concoction.
But in the winter
It was thawing my fingers,
and warming my bones.
Therefore I give thanks
to this plain drink. Forsaking
Chocolate Milk Shake.