Carpe Diem

Loving to Love

Pling pling. While sitting on the tram to #BizetCarmen tonight I thought about you. I remember your last words and a poem popped up in my head. You said:

-See you next time!

While our eyes made connection to each other’s heart – this very second – I answered the same words. And you know! Next time is Friday. Soon we’ll meet again!

a step to
lips wet by a dream
the thrilling inside body longing
for our next dance
‘loving to love’

Carpe Diem: #1110
Winter Breath by Adrian von Ziegler.

“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.” Jalaluddin Rumi

Breath of Winds

Another evening with Bach music and contemporary dance at MÜPA. Dream Keeper. I was so lucky to meet some very interesting people. Both before the performance and in the paus. I almost felt high on my way home later. Don’t read ”almost”.

hidden scent
in the early dew wet grass
breath of winds
her eyelids tremble invite
comforted by thousand kisses

Carpe Diem: #1109
Siddharta’s Journey by Guy Sweens.

Stormy Waves

He was a sailor. She was in love. A dreamer collecting shells on the esoteric beach.

some words
brought by fins vivid whirls
such mystery
served on the abandoned shore
by a promising shell

The wooden boardwalk became her life.

Some day
she will find that special shell.
When the sky is blue
and the wind is softening,
the dolphin thought.

Some day she stumbled on a broken board.

pale dunes
and grands of sand verify
a fallen veil
awakening for all senses
some break through

At last stormy waves brought the board out into the deep sea.
As they brought her love back.

Carpe Diem: #1108 Promise.

Promise

Seems like promises is all about problems. But only if the deepest meaning is different between the two making promises. Once I experienced there is such difference. The value of the word differs. Between people.

enjoying
in this lilac present now
my promise

Some engaged listening and some honest talking will do good, I think.

forever – red
roses – and ever will never last
until now

The most important promise to make is the promise to yourself, I think.

I promise
by all my heart – be true to
my values

And so I will … for now … of tomorrow we know nothing …
… nothing at all …

a sour cherry
maybe nothing – maybe another
tree

…. and I’m going on thinking ….

Carpe Diem: #1108 Promise.

Bewitching Evening

Walking my lonely evening walk among all these people. Feeling the festive air of the city I’m so in love with. All these beauty – and I do not mean things – I mean the feelings it gives – to me. Three poems popped up in my head.

three bottles
a day kept Christmas away
creativity orgie

Ha ha … sometimes I’m so funny to be with! I smiled to everybody in the street and a Japanese lady first answered with a smile and then looked a bit confused.

the scent
of your strong chest – protecting
beating hearts

Ah … I would like you to be here. Walking along with me. Holding my hand. Enjoying life. Chat, discuss and giggle. And most of all – just being. Feeling the scent of each other in mutual respect for – what so ever. (This popped up just now).

you know
hawks are hunting – but only
in the sky

Now I find myself close to the boarder. The ‘besinged’ Danube. This beautiful place like in a fairytale. The Danube – so fresh and swirling. Had to sit down on a bench. Breath and sigh. Such a wonderful little spot in Universe. Just mine … for now …

clouds dancing
shadows on the castle facade
thrillingly me

How can you resist …

Carpe Diem: #1108 – Promise.

I don’t usually shoot this kind of selfies – everybody else do – bewitching evening probably 😉

Just a Rainy Day

It has been a rainy day. Kind of ”moody cello day”. I like that too. Keeping me cosy indoors. Ensure happenings of exciting things. I’m rather good at that. Actually. There are always new things to learn – languages – technique – universe – thinking higher – yes even higher than usually. And of course I have empty white papers wanting to be filled with colors and crazy motives. So new apps, ted talks on Netflix ….. and a lot of creativity in Crazy Art Studio Budapest.

spicy talks
happenings in worldwide cyber
tagged peppar mint

… and I want that book – I mentioned before – to breathe poetry …

ears leave
when music are played by fairies
catching up
as all senses float away
hypnotized by enchantments

… that special one … you know …
… and music …
… for rainy days.

Stage Curtain from Liszt Academy – edited #byblogfia (me in my Internet project).

Carpe Diem: #1107.
Symphony No. 1 by Giovanni Sgambati.

Very pleasant music for this kind of day and mood ….

Elixir of dawns

You are so shy. While looking down and around trying to find the right words. I watch you secretly from my lowered face. I’m waiting. Waiting breathlessly to hear you saying …

some day
I will let my heart speak
to yours
and tell about the island of
true everlastings – elixir of dawns

… wishing it to be in this very moment …

Carpe Diem: #1106 Symphony No. 11
The Winter by Joachim Raff.

Living Life

I still have time …

contemplating
when rushing world wants peace
new reborn

… watching the world pass by in front of my eyes …

troubled
when war hijacking and terror
progress

… shooting photos, writing diary and poems, drawing and painting pictures …

philosophizing
while creativity makes result
living life

Carpe Diem: #1105 Christmas Oratorio:
Cantata #1 BWV 248 – Mov. 1/9 by J.S. Bach.

A Quiet Watcher

This day – the day before Christmas Eve – we use(d) to call ”Little Christmas Eve”. We tasted the Christmas food. We were allowed to open one present. We had a really cosy evening. That’s how it was. Seems so long ago just now. I kept this tradition when I had my own family. We even celebrated once in a dry riverbed in the desert in United Arab Emirates. 1983 I think. Now is a different time. ”Yesterday is dead and gone” as Kris Kristoferson sings. My daughters doesn’t eat meat or celebrate Christmas. My son thinks otherwise. More like me.

circumstances
made christmas dead and gone
empty seats

Since I’m not a believer I don’t celebrate Christmas but I like some traditions. Like spending time together with my family. So I miss that now. Very much.

Some day I will bring my grandchildren to experience the Nutcracker in Budapest. Some day!
Today I went to an contemporary dance performance for children. It was just so very great!

air filled
bubbles of children’s emotions
cracking event

I can also go to church at special occasions – just to watch the rituals people are busy with. As behaviorist I’m very interested – all the time – in people’s behavior and everyday life wherever I am. I’m a quiet watcher.

But not ”quiet” about everyday life relating to politics. Consequences of bad politics I want to highlight. Sometimes also the good. I like to compare Sweden and Hungary as I think they are opposites in EU. I find it interesting to follow. Observe.