195. Mellanlandning
looking back
to turn the page
for next future
B i r g i t t a
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337. Upp och ner
picking pieces
from the right side of life
upside down
B i r g i t t a
Lost memories
thirteen is crucial
when lost memories are counted
a cloudy sky
My last rose from my garden. Number 5 of 5 haiku about this last love. ❤
Now it is gone for ever. Soon enough new roses are to be born in my garden.
Hold me tight
hold me tight
soon enough I am falling apart
my heart for a wish
While life ends
it’s opening up
once more to experience
while life ends
A stolen heart
last summer love
wispering with soft red lips
a stolen heart
Fångad i ett blåbär
aiming for adventure
walking the squirrel passroad
lost in a blueberry
Bockarna Bruse
up the hill
back to home
eyes for safety
Just a grass
Hundäxing – Dactylis glomerata. Fotograferat vid Viskan i inlandet.
som en viskning
hörs gräset vaja inpå
floden flödar friskt
as a whisper
the swaying grass can be heard
the river flows briskly
