Monday, May 16

Poems






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WHY


WHY do we KILL
said a child on tv
WHY is there PAIN
said the girl on the street
WHY
WHY
I WONDER AS I STAND HERE
WHY continue
WHY stop
In the end
It will make no difference
for me the end is now
the end is the edge
BECAUSE
the edge is the goal
but I shall move onwards
FOREVER searching
FOREVER wanting
FOREVER wondering
WHY


[the visual part is would required some serious testing of pre, but it looks as it should/did - main point being an open line down the middle after the cap-words]

Who wants to be free

A
net
fell across my
path once
I was almost caught
but I moved on
Now I can return
on the same path
but this time
It will be
empty
and
I will be free



???
Here I stand
alone
in the crowd
I know them, but
I do not, I know them
they are just a cut
-out piece from
some other night
maybe I'll
know them again
Or is this the last
before the blast
we thought was in the past

A-92


LOVE -
Smilin' at each other
Holdin' hands and kissing
Then one wrong word
And it's all gone
- IS IT ?
(undated, late -92? - published Kort Sagt #3-92 - so early fall)


POEMS FROM THE
EDGE
[A]

Hear my cry
It's not for help
There can be none for me
I stepped forward
And when I did, I left
Hope
Behind
On the EDGE


THE END IS THE EDGE
BECAUSE
THE EDGE IS THE GOAL

BUT I SHALL STILL MOVE ONWARDS

FOREVER SEARCHING
FOREVER WANTING
FOREVER WONDERING

WHY

[undated, first part probably printed -92/early -93 - back when cut and paste was cutting up the pages from the typewriter and gluing them onto the large pages to send to the printer, and getting it back - shrunk down, stapled and folded to A5 with colored paper on the cover. 2nd part expanded on under the heading Why]



And not
Early in the morning
in the middle of the night
Two dead boys
stand up to fight
Back to back they
face each other

A dead police man
heard the noise
and tried to kill
the two dead boys

If you don't belive
this lie is true
Ask the blind man
he saw it too

(courtesy of Kim) Yo.


In the forest

Out of the mid-woods' twilight
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown eyed
Flashes my Faun!

He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!

O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O nightingale, cathc me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!

- Oscar Wilde



Wondering in the night
1
What is it
when two people

who never met
feel lonely
for no reason
what so ever

2
why is it
that two people

can never meet
one another

for no reason
what so ever


no, no, no reason
what so ever
never, never
forever

[A] 22-9-93

No control
who can say it
when no one dares
to even think it
anymore

what can we do
to stop it
when it has already
gone too far

oh why
is it so hard
so hard to even
carry on

why can't I even ask you
the things I need 2 know
before I have to
chose my way

Have I lost
or will I win
this gamble which is
out of control

It has gone too far
and I moved to slow
so now it is
running wild

You have to decide
it cannot go on
it has to end
by your hand

For it is out of control
I am no longer
in charge of myself
and the beast within

I have no, no, no
no control
anymore,
not any more

[A] 22-9-93


Lonely
I am by myself
tonight
as I've been for a
long long time

I miss the time
when I sat there
missing you
oh misery, sweet misery

Where did those days go
when you were the one
I wanted to see
the voice I wanted to head
the face I wanted to touch
the heat I needed to feel

the only thing that is left
is that sweet misery
it is attacking my heart, my brain
oh the pain, the pain

of misery, sweet, sweet miseryyyy!

[A] 10-10-93


Two

You know that I'm here
only for you
whilst you stay over there
oh can it be true

I guess it is
yeah, I guess it is so
so increadibly real
and strange for you

But when you need to
we'll talk
and when you're confused
I'll walk
with you through the night
and into the morning's light
for it shines oh, all to bright
down on us

two souls, two true friends
some problems
will be solved in the end
it's got to be true
'cause there's just me & you

one and one is still
two sould, two minds
talking, thinking
dreaming, walking

It feels so good, so nice
what will be the price
we have to pay
because it can't stay

the situation is too strange
the problems are too far,
out of reach
oh, how are we going to teach
the children
what we do

when there is just me and you
just the two

two souls, too long
do you feel it, too
confused to even talk
so we'll just walk

[A] 8-11-93

+What a day+ (rap poetry)
Early morning       'till late in the night
tryin' to sleep but       it'll just have to wait
lots of things       have been going down
should have stayed home      but I went down town

it's hard to believe      all that I've seen
And even stranger      are all the things I've been
told 'bout (the) this situation
where is it going      yo, I don't know

but I'm sure      that some f...'in how
it will probably      become even more f...'ed up
before one day or      night it finally will have to stop
but for now all I can say         is

what a day, hey
oh what A DAY

sooner or later someone      might just have to pay
for this strange,      strange day      that we've been through      today

oh what a dat, what a day

[A] 2-12-93

Back
Now she is here
back with us
for a while

Her face is
back with us
with a smile


She looked so good,
so happy, so radiant

It's hard to belive
but close to
five months have passed

Back for christmas
Not back to stay
Maybe
back with a vengeance
then who'll have to pay

doesn't really matter now that
SHE is back again.

18-12-93

Live!
sometimes it's hard
to express
just how you feel

something are true
but you still wonder
if they are real

there is no time to waste
and no point in waiting

what's coming,
will be going
and what's going
will be gone

live life to the full
and grab the horns of your bull
'cause if you don't play
your stake will just go away
because the wheel keeps on spinning
(for? as long as?)

[A] 24-12-93


DON'T CRY
Outside it's dark, the night has come
It's below zero again
I can see the lights from the city
Hear it's silent noise
Half a million people
Living, breathing, dying
So much to cry about
But really so little

[A] 17-10-94 19:00


you're going
away
you'll be back
before you go
and stay
away
forever or just
for an eternity
day, weeks, months

what will remain
what will be gone

forever or just
for another eternity

nobody knows
am I the only
one who cares -for real

[A] 7-7-93

Three poems written at B12 thursday 31th of march, 1994 - on the back of free postcards - will try to get the images up, as they set the theme for each of the texts.

Looking out the window
searching for a face in the crowd
Hoping to find you
But knowing that you're gone

I was the one to leave
And although I always wanted to
I could never return
Because you were already gone

Had I gotten another chance
What would have happened
Would there have been a tomorrow
With us together once more

Could things have been different
Or was it never ment to be
More than a short glimpse
Of true happiness and love?
[A]
--

Trying to call
To reach out to you
From afar

Dialling your number
One more time - just to here the
voice and let it bring back all the
memories of days long gone

Picking up the phone
Hoping to get through to you
To talk, to ask, to listen

Voices in the night
Sounds coming through the air
Breaking the long silence
But will it be enough
Or is it already to late

[A]
---

Back to back - in the nude
Looking into space - in two directions
Trying to find our answers - but finding nothing but doubt

HOW - WHY - WHEN - WHERE

Would the answer help us - when we don't even really know the question
which is burning inside
Can we find it if we turn around and look at each other instead - or is that just
another question
Even if 'yes' might be wrong - isn't it worth a try?
[A]

- and that is the end of that collection of old poems, from some 10-15 years ago. I have another set of some various pieces from three years ago, and there are also some other that have been published over the last decade. And quite a few in Norwegian, but I won't be putting those up here in the near future unless there is a roaring demand for it.