Poems by Pirkko Hurme from the collection Travelling Worker

God's creation Just take a strong body and a reasonable mind, add a trusting heart and some optimism, a slice of risktaking combined with the spice of cautiousness. - a fresh baked entrepreneur is what you get. I am alive. Inspiration The newborn poet in me, just entered the poetry business, with the certainty of innocence she reveals the secret of inspiration: just sit on your bum and write, it will come! Consultant With love for my clients, with the wish to be helpful, I unite and disappear. The agony of a new manager still deeply moves me. Laptop My laptop and me, a productive team, we travel along, we truly go together. And in the train he will rescue me - because neither of us cares for any small talk. Flying on Business Those of us who have to go to work far away play the game as it used to be. Cannot afford the fear of flying - a luxury for tourists. All of us joking about "osamabinladens". Scandinavian Winter Swimmer Nobody in the family took it seriously: I would jump into the cold winter water. But it is only a matter of decision. Compare it with any family dynamics, diving into icy water - what a piece of cake! Mobile Finland They say all the Finns are quiet, but there is plenty of speech in this country. They say we are not so social, and that's an even bigger lie. In the 90s we all got mobile phones, and could really express our heart and soul through the antennas of our life. Let us again check everyone's coordinates: Hiwhereareyou? Iamrighthere. Middle age Took quite a long time indeed to make a wise woman of me. In every mistake some of me was at stake, a story of my life. Should my wisdom of life end up as a list of what to watch out for? Never mind. Old age It is lovely to be old and know what was told was true though I thought they were mean, but how could any youth be keen to trust and believe in them who too soon will be leaving the wild party of life?