Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Take a shot from the bottle
On a roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Another shot from the bottle
On that roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
I think I’m looking for myself
For what I’ve been denied.
So I climbed on the bottle
On that roller … Continue reading the story "To Forget"Post Archives from the ‘Axel Buhrmann’ Category
To Forget
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Take a shot from the bottle
On a roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
Another shot from the bottle
On that roller coaster ride.
Pass me the bottle
Let me see what’s inside
I think I’m looking for myself
For what I’ve been denied.
So I climbed on the bottle
On that roller … Continue reading the story "To Forget"That One Day
There was always one day
That one day
We’d be older, greyer.
Wiser. Perhaps.
That one day
We’d meet again
Despite years that ran away
We’d laugh the jokes of old
We’d drink the wine of yesterday
That one day
There was always one day
I knew it
We’d marvel at the age
Commiserate at the aging
That one day
There was one day
I always treasured
For I’m insular
Not sociable
And too … Continue reading the story "That One Day"Axel Buhrmann – Writer/Photographer
Axel Bührmann has been researching, analysing, writing about all matters digital, including Web 2.0 and social media, for many years — during the past nine years as managing editor of both the print and on-line versions of Charged Southern Africa magazine, and online using the likes of Facebook, … Continue reading the story "Axel Buhrmann – Writer/Photographer"