Henrik Berg Poems

A pen behind your ear
Does not make you a poet
But it's good to have if
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Ack, du vackra höst.
Vad ger dig rätten,
Att bringa frost och kyla?
Förgör vår värld av värme
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Can't one care for something,
That carries not the will to be cared
For. What law prevents a feeling
To be felt, if it once dared
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I wrote you three letters by nightfall,
I wrote - with no pen in hand,
I wrote them where no one would see them,
On the shoreline, in darkness, in sand.
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Apples are good for you
Apples are sweet
Apples can be sour
But apples are neat
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Känslan av förälskelse
Den som gör sig påminnd när man ser något vackert
Finner jag i dig.
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People slip in to our lives in peculiar ways
One minute a stranger on the street,
One day a necessity to breathe.
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I follow, but I'm not a follower.
I see the path, winding ever onward,
Over stream, stone and shrub,
And I walk it, unflinching, almost devout.
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Post
Post
Lamp post,
Shining outside the Post office.
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Those feelings i thought
I'd never feel again
But then
Back again
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