Knees Bent

By Else Cederborg

From ghosts to spirits, from spirits to living humans - all of them part of the Universe in which they move and experience life in all its intricacies. To me it's obvious that we are here to harvest wisdom, but some are better students than others ...

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Aug 12, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456785161

Else Cederborg

I'm a former scholar who all of a sudden has started to write fiction.

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© 2011 Else Cederborg. All rights reserved.

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First published by AuthorHouse 07/20/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8515-4 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8516-1 (ebk)

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Contents

Earth-Bound

Playing Ball

Another Planet

Bravery Supreme

A Screamer

Avalanches

Agony

Bull’s Eye

Butcher’s Knife

Harnessed

Caught by Surprise

The keyless door

Keys

A Child’s Fantasy

Armani-Croc for Dinner

Absolution

Lives like marzipan

Dream Tortures

Springtime of the heart

The Tightrope Dancer

The Scam

New Wings

The Parcel

Twilight World

Leaves for Sacrifice

Autumn

Chinese Feet

Draped in Grey

World War Debris

Carnivore

The World Changed

Eyeless

Elephants

Flying

Hibernating

Burlesquing Love

Fugitive Words

Futile Hopes

Human Buildings

Illusions

Light/Shadow Individuality

Lakes in Space

The Lack of Orderliness

Like a fly

Suspended in Midair

Like A Star

Lay Bare Your Bones

Impossibilities

A Fugitive Ín Time

Fractions

Powerful People

Lava Blood

Boa Proof

Vampire-Love

Lust

Lady Godiva-like

Did you try to cup my breast?

Brushing past you, electricity in the air

Gay Lover-boy

King Cobra

Demon Love

Human Snake

Burns

Love

The Wise Hand

Heart on A Kite

Snakes in Love

Virgins

Snow White Forever

Jaws, Dogs and Humans

The Equalizer

Befuddling

A Tale of Violence:

Candy

The Hag

The Magic Painting

The Letters and the Photos

The Babysitter

Demon Helper

The Manger and the Eatings

"Knees bent, like in a prayor

a human body folded like a razor

all set to act, but doing what?

A Saint praying—

or is this a murder weapon?

The same person, two kinds of actions

both of them human

none of them not seen before"

A. General

Earth-Bound

Many-coloured dreams this night

all soared high

only I staid behind

Playing Ball

The innocent one is playing ball

he is so young and cute, doesn’t know much

he is having fun, but stars are not for bouncing

up there, fixated on the firmament

seemingly held in position by human maps and instruments

However, even stars may tumble down

rolled like balls by an angel in child-disguise

Another Planet

She feels her way, eyes closed, ears alert

no sounds, lots of colours for her closed eyes

Never mind, the feet trail the track forward

seeking, seeking, seeking

stumbling she opens her eyes

quite bewildered she finds herself on another planet

Bravery Supreme

Doing as much as one can

hoping against hope

that’s bravery supreme

A Screamer

This one was a screamer

all his spiritual power came out in screams

Everybody listened, but no one could make out his words

What was it he said? Help or Hello?

Hell or maybe Heart?

No, more like Hey and Hide, Hit or High

Everyone discussed the screamer and his screams

Everyone had their own opinion

but when the screams grew weaker and then stopped

everyone agreed that what he screamt was

Hello, my dear Heart

as he died from neglect Everyone felt loved

Avalanches

What is this torrent from my lips

words and sentiments, lies and truths

tumbling down like avalanches

alarming everybody as they appear?

Don’t get alarmed, I yell

they are strong as diamonds

even when bouncing, up and down

back and forth, into Eternity

Word by word the world turns new

can’t be stopped or postponed

Agony

The agony goes deeper than deep

the shallow surface doesn’t hold it back

no strings, no locks can keep it in

this agony holds backbone wisdom

a knowledge for those brave at heart

Disguised we visit it, pay attention

feign compassion with its sufferings

Don’t live, we chant in our black hearts

go away, disappear, and stay away

you hurt too much, die for all we care

Die? it says, how could I, when I’m life itself

Bull’s Eye

Leave me at Peace in Fields of silent Growth

enfolding roots, secretive, penetrating the base of my Soul

Here, to grow means

trailing those moments that line my life

and turn them into Knowledge

an insight like an arrow in blinded areas

in wars, in fogs, in storms, in earth quakes

In love

And always the Bull’s Eye

Butcher’s Knife

Woolly feelings take me by surprise

I sense sharpness, but smell earthy softness

however, I press my body up against this wool

very pleasant indeed, all covered in wool

still it’s pierced by sharpness

Feelings of sharpness make me wince

I seek the wool, bask in the smell

Nonetheless, every atom cry out: Beware, beware

somewhere in the softness is the butcher’s knife

Harnessed

Sadness builds no kingdoms

no, it lives within borders

a tightly harnessed beast of burden

striving to move the heavy cargo

skidding feet, aiching back

sadness dreams of raiding distant realms

in a thunder of hooves

Caught by Surprise

The greedy hand went out to catch

to grab and steal, to prison another hand

but it was grabbed, stolen and held tight

skin to skin, mellowing the hand succumbed

The keyless door

Found myself a door

locked and solid oak wood

I knock on it, I even kicked

no one answers

Then I push up against it

my shoulder to the wood

It doesn’t budge

I always find lost keys

still carry them in my pocket

now they burn like cinders from Hell

whipping them out I try them in the lock

None of them the right one

or maybe the door is the wrong one?

Wrong key, right